Found a little beauty

"Thank you, sir."

Ye Ning thanked the old man and looked at the Overwatch Council for a long time.

Then he turned and left.

He didn't expect the Overwatch Council to decline to this extent.

Anyway, he was not from this world, and his integration into the Great Zhou was not high, but he still felt a trace of anger.

"Can this world still be good?"

"If even the Overwatch Council forgets its honor and duty, then how good can other tribunals be?"

"If the Great Zhou does not perish, is there still a chance for heaven's justice?"

But thinking back, this was not actually a bad thing for Ye Ning.

"The more devastated and chaotic the Great Zhou becomes, the easier it is to find a way to die."

He had some thoughts.

The weather changed like flipping through a book.

During the day, there was still a bit of sunlight, but in the evening, the wind howled fiercely, and then it started snowing.

This was the first snowfall of the winter.

The snow in this strange world was larger than in his previous life, falling all night without any sign of stopping.

Ye Ning slept, and when he woke up, the outside was covered in a layer of white.

With a slight breath, the cold air immediately engulfed him.

The only thing that kept him warm was the Righteous Qi within him.

Even though he was wearing minimal clothing, he didn't feel the slightest chill.

This made Ye Ning feel a little regretful.

Ah, it seemed he couldn't freeze to death after all.

Another method of death was lost.

Uncle Huang was shoveling snow in the courtyard, struggling to clear a path.

After finishing breakfast, Ye Ning headed towards the Overwatch Council.

However, he was taken aback.

The main gate was still tightly closed.

"These damn dogs, don't they intend to work?"

Ye Ning gnashed his teeth.

The people in this world were truly whimsical.

Saying they wouldn't go to work meant they really wouldn't go to work.

They should really threw them back to his previous life, so they could experience what it meant to work from 9.00 a.m to 9.00 p.m, six days a week.

Ye Ning had no other choice but to leave.

He was their superior, visiting the Overwatch Council for two consecutive days, yet he couldn't even enter the main gate.

It was truly a mockery for the world to see.

But time and time again, Ye Ning truly had no other way.

Where did he go to talk about this matter?

Ye Ning was a person who didn't seek others' approval for everything, resolute in his mind.

"I don't believe you'll never open the door!"

He took a stroll outside in a circle, then returned home.

As soon as he entered, he discovered that there was another person inside.

Next to Uncle Huang was a female chef standing in the courtyard, pulling along a young girl and saying something.

"Young master, you're back."

Uncle Huang saw Ye Ning and his face lit up with joy, hurriedly going to greet him.

"What's going on?"

Ye Ning looked at the young girl.

She was dirty all over, emitting a faint foul odor, her small face pale to the point of turning purple, and she had a frail appearance.

"This young girl just fainted at our gate. If we hadn't discovered her in time, she might have frozen to death... Ah, what kind of fate is this? Such a child, how should she live?"

The female chef wiped away tears.

"Young master, please take this young girl with you, let her serve as your personal maid, taking care of your daily life. Consider it giving her a chance to survive."

Uncle Huang spoke.

He, too, had a kind heart and sincerely wanted to keep this maid.

It happened to be the right time these past few days to find a maid for Ye Ning.

"To be a personal maid?"

Ye Ning instinctively resisted a bit.

As a young man of the 21st century, he believed that he should handle his own affairs and had never relied on maids.

Moreover, being a personal maid was akin to being a slave, and they would have to give up their freedom.

"Young girl, where are you from? Where are your parents and relatives?"

Ye Ning squatted down to inquire.

The young girl shook her head, her incredibly dirty face filled with sorrow, and she made a sound from her mouth.

"A ba a ba."

"Is she mute?"

Ye Ning was taken aback.

"Yes, she can't speak."

Uncle Huang added, afraid that Ye Ning would refuse.

"Not being able to speak is actually a good thing. Young master doesn't need to worry about secrets inside the house being leaked to the outside..."

Ye Ning furrowed his brows.

Perhaps the young girl thought that Ye Ning didn't want her, tears streaming down her face as she sat on the ground and used her fingers to write a line of characters in the snow.

"Please, sir, take me in, or I will starve to death."

Ye Ning was slightly surprised.

"You can write?"

The young girl nodded gently.

"What is your name?"

She wrote the two characters "Xuan Xuan" in the snow.

Afterwards, Ye Ning asked her a few more questions.

Xuan Xuan answered them all.

In general, Ye Ning understood that this young girl came from a declining noble family in a northern district.

Her family fell on hard times and couldn't continue their lineage.

Then they encountered a great disaster and fled to the imperial capital along with other refugees.

The people who traveled with her along this journey either died or scattered away.

If she hadn't met Uncle Huang, she might have frozen to death by now.

"The world is difficult, even a young girl like you doesn't have a space to survive."

Ye Ning felt a pang in his heart.

He didn't have any affection for the Great Zhou, but he still had empathy for ordinary people.

Because he was human.

Ordinary people was also human.

Having undergone nine years of compulsory education, his moral sense was more developed compared to people in ancient times.

"Like this, I'll take you in, but you don't need to be a maid, and you don't need to become a slave. You will stay in the household and take care of your physical well-being. In the future, if you find your own family, you can reunite with them..."

Ye Ning patted her head.

The female chef and Uncle Huang were ecstatic and quickly led the young girl into the house.

After having a small meal, the female chef took her to bathe and change clothes.

After a while, it was already two hours later.

"Young master, I have brought Xuan Xuan to you."

Uncle Huang said with a smile.

He pushed the door open, and a young girl dressed in a long blue dress entered the room.

She appeared to be around thirteen or fourteen years old, slender and thin.

The long dress she wore was quite loose, seemingly a bit oversized, but this couldn't hide her remarkable figure.

Her lips were pale, and she had long eyelashes, with snow-white skin.

In that moment, Ye Ning could only recall a poetic verse in his mind.

"Pure as a spring, an embodiment of beauty, nature itself as adornment."

Oh my heavens!

Ye Ning could hardly believe his eyes as he looked towards Uncle Huang.

"What is this situation?"

"Did you casually go out once and bring back a young beauty for me?"