Such a humble tone, but a merciless mockery.

Wei Wan sneered sadly:

"Yes, I should be self-aware, you have everything under control! It's my wishful thinking, it's me who forget, no matter what I do, I'm just a shadow, a pawn!"

She thought that on the shore of Taiming Lake that night, when she was desperate, he blocked the knife for her, she thought that he was gentle and considerate to her, and he regarded her as Wei Wan a little, she thought that she was in love with him!

But today, she woke up from a complete dream—from the day she appeared in front of him, there was only one brand on her body, Empress Xiaoyuan! Unless she completely tore off her face, she couldn't get rid of it until she died!

The palace maid stopped talking, squatted down neatly with her hands and feet to clean up the mess on the ground, and when she withdrew, she said softly:

"The master has ordered, be sure to let the prince of Qin out of Beijing. ”

Wei Wan turned a deaf ear, and the palace maid didn't say anything more, and came out silently.

Presumably after experiencing this scene, this noble concubine should also understand that her ability to have today has nothing to do with how she is inside, but she borrowed the light of this face.

If she doesn't know how to cherish this blessing, it will be a pity.

As soon as the imperial garden met, An Zhulin immediately turned over.

Just like when she desperately wanted to see the emperor, she turned from the eldest lady who was unattended in the Anguo Mansion to the emperor's An nobleman, she desperately ran out of the cold palace, and restored her position as a noble person from the concubines who were tortured every day in the cold palace.

As for who released her from the heavily guarded cold palace, it doesn't matter anymore.

It is said that on that day, An Zhulin dug out an altar from the plum forest, and the emperor was ecstatic, and immediately took An Zhulin back to Zhaoyang Palace, boiled tea in the tandoor, and added incense to the red sleeves, leaving everything behind.

It wasn't until the next day that Wei Wan, who had been staying quietly in her palace, waited for the emperor with a guilty face.

The emperor was a little embarrassed, and came to see her with a treasure reward.

"Yesterday, I, I was in a mood for a while, and I was wronged......"

The handsome emperor's tenderness and sweetness are always intoxicating, but Wei Wan can no longer feel the sweet throbbing.

She threw away all those cold hearts, those dead and silent hopes, and looked annoyed like a favorite concubine being pampered:

"When the emperor saw An Guiren, he forgot about his concubines, since this is the case, what are you doing when you come to find your concubines?"

Such a small nature made the emperor feel at ease:

"You are my concubine, why can't I come to you? I will not ignore you in the future, I will not compensate you!"

After a period of humbling husband and wife, Wei Wan forgave the emperor.

"After that, will the emperor leave his concubines behind?"

When the emperor saw her pitiful appearance, his heart was soft, and he took her in his arms and promised:

"No, I won't let my concubine be wronged again!"

Wei Wan was reluctant for a while, and the two finally reconciled.

Although the emperor felt that Wei Wan, who was so easy to talk, seemed to be a little different from before, but she was able to understand him like this, he still felt slightly relaxed - yesterday's Wei Wan really embarrassed him.

In the days after winter, if you don't care about the painful struggles of the victims outside the city, time still flies, and December is over in a blink of an eye.

Bai Chenghuan lives in the Qin Wangfu these days, and even if he goes out, he only goes to and from the Li family in the Weibei Houfu, and even outside the city, he rarely goes.

On the day of Laba, Bai Chenghuan personally ordered Laba porridge to be sent to each family, went to see the Li family again, and went out of the city.

Many of the porridge shacks outside the city have been removed.

After all, the consequences of this drought are still very serious, and the relief for the victims will continue at least until the spring of next year.

In this world, it would be good for each family to set up a porridge shed for a period of time, if they continue to give alms, not to mention whether the family can afford this increasingly huge expenses, only to say that people with a heart may think that they have countless money and food.

The imperial court has gone crazy with poverty, and the household department has played the emperor, and has been collecting donations in the capital several times.

Therefore, in a large open space that was once lively and noisy, only the porridge shacks of Beishan Temple and Qinwangfu are still standing, echoing the chaotic temporary shacks of the victims.

Those who used to set up a porridge shed with the Qin Wangfu have long since retreated, and it seems that the banner of the Qin Wangfu in front of the porridge shed is lonely.

Bai Chenghuan didn't care about this, he only focused on seeing if the rice and grain for today's laba porridge were in place.

These days, Xiao Shaotang has not been less troubled by the emperor, from his injury recovery but delayed not going to the court to find fault with him to not asking about state affairs after he went to the court, and will not share the worries for the monarch, and as long as Xiao Shaotang asks a few more words, he is angrily reprimanded by the emperor for not knowing how to be flexible, and acting on behalf of him, in short, what is wrong and what is wrong, even the Laba porridge that the emperor rewarded today, the Qin Wangfu is also not partial, which shows that the Qin Wangfu does not recruit the emperor to see it now.

Many ministers have been upset for the prince of Qin, in the eyes of the people of the capital, the prince of Qin is getting more and more pitiful day by day, and he is almost forced to live by the emperor, so some people suggested that the prince of Qin should remove the porridge shed, and stay in the palace of the king of Qin, and never ask about the outside affairs.

But Xiao Shaotang refused them one by one, and Bai Chenghuan was also very calm in his heart - since the Qin Wangfu wanted to fight for a moral position in the future situation, how much grievances he suffered now would have a lot of gain in the future.

No matter how dissatisfied the emperor is, he doesn't dare to do anything to Xiao Shaotang before the Northwest Talisman is recovered, such a good time, how much good reputation can be earned.

The porridge shed of the Qin Wangfu is supposed to maintain a medium level, neither shoddy to fool the victims, nor be generous enough to give people dry rice every day, but today's Laba, there are also a lot of dried fruits and beans in the gruel on weekdays, although it is not much, it is also a scene.

Before the time of soup porridge arrived, the porridge shed had been surrounded by people, and when the first bowl of porridge was served, the crowd was in an uproar, and after a while, there were bursts of crying from the crowd holding the porridge bowl.

Falling to the point of being uprooted from home like this, without enough to eat, and then thinking about the days when he was poor at home in the past, but at least he could survive, who can not be sad?

Many people were touched by this bowl of porridge, and while they were grateful to the Qin Palace, they were even more dissatisfied with the increasingly chaotic court.

Pulling and pulling, some people said that the emperor saw the people suffering, but refused to issue an edict to save the people, coupled with the fact that the disaster relief is now unfavorable, and the officials are in charge, and the people's grievances will pass with the cold wind and boil again in the dark.

Bai Chenghuan quietly listened to these in his ears, and he was very satisfied-a simple bowl of laba porridge can be like a spark and start to burn the prairies.

She called the steward in charge of the porridge shed to explain a few words, and was about to board the car to return to the city, but when she looked up, she collided with the eyes of the Yuanhui monk who was looking at her uprightly.

Yuan Hui was walking towards her quickly, and even said loudly:

"The female donor stays!"