A Blessed Daughter

But there are still many barren mountains nearby, dividing this large piece of wasteland.

At a glance, both the mountains and the land are desolate. There are no tall and dense vegetation, and no trees can be seen. It is mainly wild grass that does not have high requirements for the living environment, and some shrubs with tenacious vitality can be seen sporadically.

Looking into the distance again, there are groups of disaster victims. They are thin, ragged, and unkempt.

At this moment, they are under the leadership of a management team composed of government servants and family guards, and they are divided into teams heading in different directions.

According to the progress, these refugees who were recruited by the organization two days ago will start to open up wasteland on this wasteland today.

The first step is to weed and plow the ground. The required farm tools such as hoes and rakes should be allocated this afternoon.

After observing the surrounding environment, Wei Ruo withdrew his gaze: ”Mother, I will take people around, so you stay here and wait for me to come back.”

Nurse Qin is not young anymore, and she has been in the palace for many years. Such a desolate place is really not suitable for her to walk around.

”Okay, big girl, be careful. Any dirty work will be left to the accompanying people to do.”

Mother Qin knew what was going on with her old bones, so she didnʼt go with her, and only asked the guards to take care of Wei Ruo.

Wei Ruo nodded, and then walked towards the wasteland.

For Wei Ruo, such a desolate place is nothing. There are not many plants growing on the saline-alkali soil, and the species of weeds are relatively simple. When she went to the mountain to collect herbs, the vegetation on the mountain was much more lush than before her eyes.

Compared with thorn bushes, gravel piles, and cliff edges, the wasteland in front of me is really not difficult to speak of.

However, this is not the case for Wei Qingwan.

Looking at the desolate wasteland in front of him without even a decent path, Wei Qingwan hesitated.

At this time, Xiumei urged: ”Whatʼs wrong with the second lady? Didnʼt you want to follow my lady out to practice and increase experience?”

”Iʼm just not used to it.” Wei Qingwan argued.

After finishing speaking, Wei Qingwan bit the bullet and took a step, following the steps of Wei Ruo and a group of guards.

There is no road in the wasteland, only the traces of people walking and trampling in the past few days.

Wei Ruo was walking ahead, and within two steps, he heard Wei Qingwanʼs pained voice behind him.

Wei Ruo looked back, and saw that Wei Qingwanʼs skirt was torn by weeds, and the back of her hand was also scratched with a shallow bloodstain on the weed leaves.

Wei Ruo just glanced at it, then continued walking.

Wei Qingwanʼs heart was full of grievances, she looked down at the bloodstains on the back of her hand, her eyes turned red immediately.