If it weren't for someone who knew Ning Miaomiao, she would definitely think that her actions today were to invite favor in front of the emperor, but Nuan He had followed her for five years, and knew what kind of person she was, this time it was not just to show her face in front of the emperor, not to mention that the scars on her body last night were still there. But why?

Nuan He couldn't figure it out, and she didn't think about it anymore, she decided to ask directly: "Master, today... Something is abnormal. ”

"You want to ask me why I took a long detour twice and passed by the warm pavilion where the emperor was, right?" Ning Miaomiao took care of the hairpin on her head, and was not surprised by the problem of Nuan He, she chose to keep Nuan He by her side because she was naïve and ignorant of the world, but now, I am afraid that she will not be able to keep it.

Ning Miaomiao secretly pondered where this girl would go in the future, and answered her questions as she spoke: "When I heard that the former queen was very in love with Mei Xue, if I want the emperor to notice me, I must have something to do with the person in his heart. ”

"But everyone in the palace knows that the queen has never lived in the emperor's heart..."

"Who knows?"

"That's it, that's what everyone in the palace said... Also, everyone in the palace said that the one in Xuerou Palace was the tip of the emperor's heart. ”

"Oh? Why is that? ”

According to the old man in the palace, when the former queen gave birth and was expected to be half a month in advance, it was a cold winter, the snow closed the door, and just caught up with the difficult birth, Wen Po tried her best to save the life of the current prince and the former queen, but the manpower could not go against the sky, the former queen since the birth of the prince body is not as good as a day, less than half a year will be riddled with diseases, and he will die, poor prince has been born with a stubborn disease and has not grown up without a mother. Alas, I really don't know how the prince survived step by step in this place where people eat people and don't spit out bones. Nuan He digressed as she spoke, sighing for Mo Yu's life experience, and sighed with emotion.

"You also know that this palace is a place where you eat people and don't spit out bones, I thought you only grew tall and didn't have brains."

"Master!" Nuan He said that he was not convinced to hear such an evaluation, and questioned, "How can I only grow tall?" ”

Ning Miao laughed heartily, looked at Nuan He's delicate appearance, and unconsciously showed some bitterness, how would this girl survive in this palace without herself, "Nuan He, prepare water to bathe." ”

"Master, isn't it early?"

"I have something to tell you later, and you will do as I say."

"Yes."

Buckets of hot water poured out, and the room was steaming with thick gas, swirling around, gathering and circulating, and the faces of the shy flowers and the moon were not very real.

"Niangniang, aren't you waiting today?"

"No need, I heard that there is a talented person in the Imperial Warm Pavilion today, who is quite favored by the emperor, I am afraid that I will not come today, and it just so happens that I am a little tired of arranging a moon appreciation banquet today." The moon-white cardigans embroidered with red plum and falling snow fell to the ground one by one, and a slender figure faintly appeared behind the screen, stepping into the barrel of hot water step by step.

"The slave went to inquire about the details of the talented man."

Concubine Shu smiled: "Don't be in a hurry, someone will send it to you." ”

The sound of dripping water sounded, Ning Miaomiao stood up from the bath bucket, her long hair reached her waist, and the water droplets went down in strings, separated and converged, and finally fell back into the bath bucket. Stepping out, a stream of water meandered, reflecting the candlelight, jade-like skin like a colorful brocade. If it weren't for the eye-catching bruises that hadn't subsided, this would have been a picture of a beautiful woman bathing that countless painters loved.

"Master, this..."Nuan He looked at the bruises on Ning Miaomiao's body, and always felt that the emperor was not here to give favor tonight, but to urge his life.

"It's okay, the emperor won't see it." Ning Miao swallowed half of the sentence, even if she saw it, it didn't matter, no matter how much punishment she had, she was already unconscious.

"Nuan He, I have a letter here, you go and put it at the door of the prince's palace, remember not to let anyone see it."

"Master, what is this?"

"Didn't you say that the prince was born with a stubborn illness, it happened that when he was in Ningfu, he met a rural traveling doctor who asked for a few prescriptions, and now he gave them to the prince."

"Then why don't you send it directly to the people of Yangjing Palace, wouldn't that be more appropriate?"

"If you are from Yangjing Palace, a talented person who has just entered the eyes of the emperor sent a recipe to the prince in the blink of an eye, what would you think? Scheming or shameless? ”

"When you enter the palace gate, your every move will be interpreted into various meanings, deep or shallow. So Nuan He, you must remember that you can only survive in this palace by being true and good at self-preservation. Alright, I'm going to get dressed, you can go quickly. Remember what I said to you. ”

"Well, I remember, I won't let people see it."

Ning Miao looked at her but smiled silently, silly girl, I am letting you remember to protect yourself, the Prince's Mansion is the best place I have found for you.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to bed."

Mo Chenfeng waved his hand, Qiu Ping was surprised, and waved the dust: "The emperor is driving, driving Qiang Yuanxuan." ”

"Niangniang, Ning Cairen's personal maid went out just now, and there seems to be something hidden in her sleeve." Hongxiang was grooming Fang Baobao while reporting on Qiang Yuanxuan's situation.

"After a walk around the Imperial Garden, the emperor was hooked, but I underestimated this Ning Cairen." Although Fang Baobao's words were said lightly, the Jinpa in his hand was deformed, "Ask someone to keep an eye on it, I want to see, it's about to go to bed, what is she doing with sending her personal maid out!" ”

"Niangniang, don't be angry, just a talented person, if you want to look good or not, if you want to have a family background, how can you compare with you, you have no reason to be angry with your body. It's just a moment of luck, and the emperor saw it fresh, but she can't do anything about this night, and after tonight, it's not certain whether she can live or not. Hongxiang gently released Fang Baobao's fingers and took out the wrinkled handkerchief, "Look at it, your palms are red." ”

Fang Baobao grasped the deep meaning of Hongxiang's words: "What does it mean to live tonight?" ”

Hongxiang glanced around, covered her lips and said in Fang Baobao's ear: "Niangniang, let me keep an eye on that side, but the people below came to report that last night Qiang Yuanxuan sneaked in with a man, and it was the person inside who opened the door, and left before dawn this morning." ”

"Do you see who it is?"

"It will take a little effort for someone to come, and the people below are lost, but they should be guards, and some palace people say that they have seen Ning Cairen contact with the guards in private."

"Sure enough, there are no rules when a small family comes out, so let's wait to watch the show."

For the sake of glory and prosperity, the people in the palace have their own selfish desires, intrigues, dogs and flies, outside the palace walls, a season of snow disasters is enough to break people's thoughts of life, ragged clothes and linen, power and shelter, when the surplus food is no more, but they can only thank God for this snow, at least two bites can be eaten, and water is full of hunger.

When Mo Yu received the disaster relief, he also thought about the seriousness of this year's snow disaster, but he never thought that this degree had long gone beyond the scope of the word "serious".

For the sake of political stability, the emperor made a decree early in the morning, and this year's snowstorm was serious, and Jing Zhaoyin organized all the refugees to build camps outside the city, build porridge sheds, and the household servants assisted in releasing grain.

But it is easy to understand the meaning of the Divine Decree, but it is difficult to understand the meaning of the Divine Decree.

Not to mention that a large number of refugees had entered the city before the decree was issued, but only that the refugees came from the north, traveled all the way, and were displaced, and even many old and weak people were infected to the point of dying, and they all thought that they could beg for food at the feet of the Son of Heaven, but they did not expect that they could not even enter the city gate.

Fish are still tossing and jumping on the chopping board, chickens and dogs are dying and struggling to bite back, not to mention people who are dying. Due to the mishandling of refugees, several unrest have broken out, and the Ministry of War has asked for a crackdown, but after the crackdown, new refugees continue to pour in, and the problem still exists.

Mo Yu had a headache, he was used to intrigue in the court, and he fought with his wit, and suddenly came to a completely strange world, and his wit was powerless in the face of natural disasters, and his scheming city was useless, so he remembered that he was a young man who was only fifteen years old.

"His Royal Highness the Prince..."Jing Zhaoyin saw Mo Yu hurriedly push away the people around him and wanted to salute.

Mo Yu raised his hand to signal that he was exempted, on the one hand, the people were displaced in the face of natural disasters, and mourning was everywhere, although he was not a "love for the people like a son", but he also knew how big a blow this snow was to ordinary people, "know the etiquette with enough resources", at this time, anyone who has a little heart has no time to care about those vulgar etiquette; On the other hand, these refugees came south, traveled a long distance, but were not allowed to enter the city, they must be full of complaints, and when the military department suppressed it, in order to increase the deterrence, they would definitely hold the holy decree and put the responsibility of not being able to enter the city on the emperor.

Although Jing Zhaoyin has heard of Mo Yu's calmness, he only thinks others are touting, and now when he sees Mo Yu's actions, he can't help but praise in his heart, in the end, he is a royal child, he is thoughtful, how can he be like his own son, alas, he doesn't learn and has no skills.

For a whole day, Mo Yu, accompanied by Jing Zhaoyin, inspected the temporary refugee camp, learned about the amount of relief food distributed and the approximate number of refugees, and had a rough plan in his heart.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, it's getting dark, do you want to go back to the palace or find a proper temporary residence?"

"It is estimated that the key has been dropped in the palace, where do you live on weekdays for disaster relief, just help me arrange a bed, no need to labor." Mo Yu's remarks were exchanged for the admiration of the entourage.

Jing Zhaoyin couldn't help but despise his unreliable son fiercely in his heart again, but he didn't dare to really arrange him with ordinary soldiers according to Moyu's words, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has also worked hard today, if he lives here again and is infected with typhoid fever, how can he explain to the emperor, it is better to do this, the minister Buxiao Zi has set up a house not far from the city, although it is simple, fortunately, someone will take care of it from time to time, so as not to be dusty, please ask His Royal Highness to grieve for one night first, what do you think, Your Royal Highness the Prince?" ”

Mo Yu looked at the environment of the refugee camp, if he really rested here, I am afraid that these people will not be able to live in peace, "In this way, I can only disturb the adults." ”

Jing Zhaoyin was moved by Mo Yu's humility and courtesy, and at the same time calculated that he would strictly discipline his son when he went back.

At this time, Jing Zhaoyin's only son sneezed twice in a row while holding the wine bottle, and muttered in his mouth: "This old man must be scolding me again." And in order to avoid his old man, he avoided an idle house, so he had a relationship with Mo Yu. This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.