"What are you doing in my way?" Jun Mo asked with an eyebrow.

"I have nowhere to go." The man in the iron mask repeated it again, this time Jun Mo Xi understood that the man was trying to occupy her nest.

"This is my dormitory, where should you go?" Jun Mo Xi frowned impatiently, and his steps turned around the man and put down the curtain and got into the quilt, this winter is really cold and tight, even if the stove is lit indoors, Jun Mo Xi's body is still not very warm.

The man turned around and watched Jun Mo calmly burrow into the quilt, and suddenly hated the root of his teeth, is he too gentlemanly to let this woman ignore his gender again and again?

The room was quiet, the man sat at the table for a long time, staring at the only candle flame left and frowning slightly.

When Jun Mo Xi woke up, there was no iron mask man in the house, Jun Mo Xi lowered his eyebrows slightly and called the black medicine into the house to serve and wash, from Hanyang Kyoto to Luodu five or six days, Jun Mo Xi counted the days in the palace of the prince, and the goods brought by Bai Ting Ya should be delivered today.

Zhenbei general Fan Hu also arrived from Ying'an with men and horses, Jun Mo Xi held the fold sent from Luodu in his hand and studied it carefully, although Jun Mo Xi had already arranged, but the snow was too big, the cellar was collapsed by the snow, and there were a lot of casualties, but fortunately it did not hurt the root.

Because of the materials of Bai Ting Cliff and the help of the Fan family, the disaster situation in Luodu was stabilized almost in just ten days, and the good news came one after another, the heavy snow was cleared very quickly, and the soldiers were all following the general to guard the cold place at the border, and they were extremely skilled in clearing the snow and building shelters.

The houses in Luodu have almost completely collapsed, and it will take time to build them all naturally not so quickly, and now it is the middle of December, and it is about to enter the New Year's Festival.

"It seems that this year's New Year's Festival Uncle Huang will not be able to pass it safely." In the palace of the prince, the monarch did not regret it, holding another book of impeachment of Jun Qiannan in his hand, and his face was full of smiles.

"Qi'an." Jun Mo didn't hesitate to raise his head and called, and Qi An, who was waiting for the pen and ink, withdrew his hand and bowed.

"Uncle Huang has been in prison long enough, it's time to ask him out." Jun Mo Xi said and bent the corners of his mouth, casually picked up the folds piled up on the other side and said: "All the houses in Luodu have collapsed, and it will take a lot of money to rebuild, and now that the treasury of Hanyang is tight, it is better to let the Qingwang Mansion contract the construction of Luodu." ”

Jun Mo regretted that the words fell, Qi An's eyes showed a look of clarity, he was just thinking about when His Royal Highness the Prince was so good at talking, and he actually wanted to invite the imperial uncle out, this next sentence made Qi An tremble, sure enough, His Royal Highness the Prince is not a good stubble.

"Minions, let's do it." Qi An lowered his head very respectfully, took the fold in Jun Moxi's hand and walked out quickly.

Jun Mo Xi watched Qi An go out, and curled the corners of his mouth very happily, from the beginning Jun Qiannan took Jun Mo Xi's question, Jun Qiannan was doomed to failure in this secret battle, Jun Mo Xi dug a huge trap before going to Kaiyuan Temple and waited for Jun Qiannan to jump in.

In the previous life, this heavy snow came extremely suddenly as in this life, the people of Luodu were killed and injured countless times, almost all of them were destroyed, at that time his father had passed away, Jun Qiannan was in the government, and when Luodu was in trouble, Jun Qiannan went to Luodu for disaster relief regardless of his own safety, and the pro-people behavior made the people of Luodu suffer praise.

On the other hand, Jun Moxi and Jun Xiruo were playing in the palace, and they didn't even know anything about the Luodu disaster, at that time, because Jun Qiannan left suddenly, Jun Moxi had to listen to the government, how could Jun Moxi listen to those boring things with Jun Moxi's stubborn temperament?

On that day, Jun Mo Xi ignored the royal face and scolded a group of ministers, and played the joint name of those ministers to the hands of the concubine, Jun Mo Xi was also punished for kneeling in the snow because of this incident, and this faux pas spread to the mouths of the people of Kyoto, and was scolded by the people for being mediocre, how could he serve as the throne of Hanyang.

The punishment of the snow made Jun Moxi almost die, and the high fever lasted for three days and three nights before it faded, how profound is the memory of this period for Jun Moxi, how could she forget the disaster of Jì Luodu?

"Your Highness." The voice of Wuyao came, Jun Moxi held his chin and looked at the snow-white courtyard outside the window, and when he heard the voice of Wuyao, he blinked his eyes slightly and came back to his senses.

"Your Highness, this is something that needs to be purchased for this year's New Year's Festival, and the queen mother will take it for you to take a look at and see if there is anything to add." Wu Yao handed a dark red scroll to Jun Moxi's face, and Jun Moxi looked at the fiery red color and lost his mind slightly.

"Time flies." Jun Moxi bent the corner of his mouth and took the scroll in Wuyao's hand, his eyes swept over the various goods listed on it, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bent.

My father would always laugh and scold himself for being naughty, such a gentle and doting tone, and it was still yesterday's time in a trance.

"Your Highness?" Wuyao's puzzled voice came, and Jun Mo regretted that he suddenly shook his body, only to realize that he didn't know when his eyes were wet.

"Just do what is written on this, this palace wants to go to see my father." Jun Moxi lowered his eyes and closed the scroll in his hand, stood up and walked towards the ancestral hall, Wu Yao was stunned in place, and ordered Chu Yue to follow Jun Moxi, and walked towards the dormitory by himself.

The Dormitory Bureau is responsible for the purchase of goods in the palace.

In the ancestral hall, Jun Moxi stood in front of the hall in a dark purple robe, and the early moon waited outside the door without Jun Moxi's order not to enter, Jun Moxi looked at the extremely bright tablet and closed his eyes, and when he looked up again, his eyes were calm.

Jun Mo Xi personally lit the incense candles, and then sat down in front of the hall like this, leaning on the cold sandalwood candlestick and closing his eyes, a crystal teardrop was faintly hanging from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't fall at all, so stoic.

A long time has passed, and the lit incense candle is about to burn out, Jun Moxi leaned on the stage and his consciousness was a little blurred, and he vaguely felt a burst of warmth wrapped towards himself, Jun Moxi was picked up in the air before he could react, and the familiar smell penetrated into the tip of his nose, Jun Moxi suddenly opened his eyes, and went straight to a pair of dark and deep black eyes mixed with cold.

"You ......" Jun Moxi was slightly stunned, looking at the man covered in an iron mask and pursing his lips.

"It's just a good body, so I don't know how to care for it?" The man's eyes narrowed unhappily.