In a flash, the Right King never came again.

Yuan Baoer didn't go there either, even though the daily meals were less visible to the naked eye.

On the evening of the third day, the palace maids could no longer bring any food.

Facing Yuan Baoer's gaze, she grabbed her hand a little embarrassedly, "They are not prepared."

Yuan Baoer nodded, not as if she was surprised, "You can eat somewhere else."

Except for her, the palace maid, the rest are guards.

The guards' food is also available, so even if the people inside starve to death, the guards will not be affected.

The palace maid moved her feet in a little cramped manner. Seeing that her expression was normal, she trotted out.

In the evening, the palace maid came in and gave her a cake.

Yuan Baoer smiled and shook her head, "Save it, you have breakfast tomorrow."

The palace maid opened her mouth and swallowed what she wanted to say.

Yuan Baoer read the book for a while and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, Yuan Baoer drank a bowl of tea and felt even hungry, but she was always plain.

If the palace maid hadn't followed her all the time, she would have doubted whether she had eaten in advance with her back.

After washing up, the palace maid divided the cake into two halves, and distributed the big one to Yuan Baoer.

Yuan Baoer shook his head and said calmly: "Your Kuha will never starve me to death, but you may not be sure."

"So, protect yourself."

Yuan Baoer knew her detailed identity very well and didn't care whether she would tell the Right King.

Even if she told her, she wasn't afraid.

Because this is the truth.

Neither she nor him are fools, and they all know that living people are more useful.

If the palace maid tells the Right King, there are only two possibilities, but no matter which one, Yuan Baoer doesn't care.

When the Right King came down from the court, he heard the words coming from the palace maids. He shook his hands and felt a little regretful.

He actually knew that this method was useless at all, but he just couldn't help but want to try it. Even if it was just a step, he would be able to get down.

But obviously, she didn't want to give it to her, and even kicked the ladder, and asked him clearly whether he wanted to jump.

Although he is Kuha, he also wants face, but sometimes he doesn't want face for his people.

At noon, Yuan Baoer had an extremely sumptuous lunch.

Yuan Baoer was always plain, but the palace maid was relieved.

As a witness of the fight between meticulous works and without seeing the smoke of gunpowder, she was honored to see clearly Kuha’s intentions and Yuan Baoer’s importance.

Before entering the palace, she was the daughter of the herdsman, and no one knew better about the importance of grass to herdsmen than she did.

With abundant grass, water will be born around it. With water, the grassland will be more fat, and cattle and sheep can get sufficient supplies there.

She still remembers that when she was young, their family found a rich water grassland. It was a very good year for her. Every day, she had endless milk tea and endless dried yogurt. The most important thing was that she had never been hungry.

But later, the grass was gnawed and the water dried up, so the family had to migrate.

But they were not lucky and had not found a good place for several years. Later, after a blizzard, she was sold by her father and became a slave since then.

Because she knew the importance of grass, she especially hoped that Yuan Baoer could teach them.

However, she was illiterate and could not understand what Yuan Baoer wrote, but she knew that this person was particularly important to Tuman, especially herders like their family.

And she knew that Kuha had made so many tricks, and her ultimate goal was to help her grow things.

"Can't you really help us?"

She asked tentatively.

"Kuha asked you to ask me?"

Yuan Baoer did not answer the question.

The palace maid shook her head, told her about her experience, and said, "I hope you can help us."

Yuan Baoer smiled and said calmly: "I understand what you think, but what to do is not something I can decide."

"No matter how powerful I am, I am the people of Daxia after all. Only the king of Daxia can command me."

The palace maid understood, so no matter what she said or did, she would never help as long as the king of Daxia did not say it.

When the right king learned about it, he was so angry that he fell down the official document at hand.

But after a while, he was depressed.

When dealing with Yuan Baoer, he can use tricks, but in Daxia, the confrontation between countries cannot be solved in just a few words.

Moreover, Daxia and Tuman were old enemies for many years. The Right King had always known Daxia's attitude towards Tuman. He would never lower his head on the spot for a little grass planting.

After Yuan Baoer said this, the Right King never appeared again.

Yuan Baoer knew that the Right King gave up and convinced her.

Her range of activities has also been reduced from the inner hall and the yard to only being in the inner hall. Although she has no food, she is not as exquisite as before.

Yuan Baoer was very calm about this.

To be honest, it makes her feel more at ease now than before.

Because this means that the Right King will no longer pay attention to her during this period.

Life is still alive, and Yuan Baoer occasionally writes and draws, but she doesn't write anything useful.

After processing the official documents, the Right King still looked at what she wrote, but he would not ask again, nor did he want to ask.

In the blink of an eye, it was midsummer, and the palace maids only took the quilt outside and felt sweaty.

Yuan Baoer only took a light look at this and continued playing chess.

The palace maid was very curious, "Are you hot?"

"The heart is calm and naturally cool," Yuan Baoer said in a very profound way, but in fact she was already so hot that she was dizzy.

But she knew that the Right King would not turn ice here, so she could only cool herself down psychologically.

And she also found that this summer was extremely hot.

She had heard the discussions of soldiers outside that it was hotter today than in previous years, and it was faster. Moreover, there were not a few rains this year, and the land was about to crack. This means that there was no abundant rain water on the grassland, there was not enough water and grass, and there was naturally not enough cattle and sheep reserves.

After such summer, it often ushers in an extremely cold winter.

This means that by the twelfth lunar month, a large number of cattle and sheep will be frozen to death.

In the past, every time at this time, Tuman had to rob robbers of food, but this year, the border has been stocking up with a large army because she and Gu Sheng have not returned yet, and Yuan Ge'er has been holding on there and insisting on not withdrawing his troops.

In other words, this year's Tuman is likely to be unable to get a cheaper price from the Xia border.

If the situation is allowed to worsen, either the family can't withstand the pressure and initiate civil strife to relieve internal pressure.

Or launch a coup to overthrow Kuha, who is not so reliable, and replace a richer person with the goal of taking the lead to achieve a win-win situation.

No matter which of these two types is not good for the Right King.

Yuan Baoer thought deeply about what would happen if she let her life be.

In a flash, Gu Sheng has not saved her.
Chapter completed!