Five days later, simple wooden houses have been erected on this empty meadow, and every family has been properly resettled.

At noon, the smoke curls in the air, the aroma is overflowing, and the victims, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, line up in five long lines in an orderly manner, serving food one by one in front of the stove, and everyone's face is full of happy smiles.

Ling Yuexi changed out of her long skirt, dressed in a simple red light suit, pedaled homemade leather black boots, dismantled her hair bun and tied a ponytail with a red ribbon, and Xiao Mojue and Sinan went to Yujiang to investigate the situation in person, personally draw and study, and finally set a plan, like when the people announced, they prostrate on the ground one by one, grateful to Shede.

Ling Yuexi was a legend in their hearts before, and now, she is the goddess in their hearts.

Originally, the construction began on the second day after the discussion, but it was drizzling.

Yan'er came back from fetching water, and saw that Ling Yuexi was still concentrating on writing and painting in front of the table, so she dissuaded: "Niangniang, you stay up late every day, how can your body stand it, it's better to rest early." ”

Ling Yuexi put down her pen, rubbed her temples with both hands, looked tired, turned to Yan'er and smiled faintly, and sighed: "Seeing the hopes of the people of Huai'an for this palace, where can this palace still sleep...... You, on the other hand, have lost a lot of weight. ”

Yan'er's eyes were hot, and she turned around and poured a glass of water and put it in front of Ling Yuexi.

"The slave and maid have nothing to do, but they are distressed to see the mother working so hard, the slave and maid have a saying, it is not worth talking about or not."

"Hehe, although you and I are master and servant, we are like sisters, what is there to be restrained, what to say, it doesn't hurt to speak."

Ling Yuexi took a sip of tea, leaned on the cushion, and said with a smile.

"Niangniang, Yan'er felt that the regent's eyes were very strange when he looked at Niangniang, it seemed to be - it seemed to be a very distressed gaze. Niangniang, since you entered the palace, everything has been for the sake of the emperor's society, and you are so worried about labor because of the emperor, the slaves and maids are afraid that the emperor has failed the mother! ”

Ling Yuexi listened to Yan'er's words, her smile gradually narrowed, her eyes turned on Yan'er, and she said slowly: "Yan'er's words don't match the afterword, what do you want to say?" ”

Yan'er glanced at Ling Yuexi, lowered her head, and whispered: "Yan'er knows the personality of the Dao Niangniang, and she feels sorry for the mother, and I am afraid that one day, the emperor will let down the mother's ......."

"Yan'er!"

Ling Yuexi interrupted Yan'er's words softly.

"This palace understands your heart, and knows what you want to say. This matter, this is the end, since you know the character of the main palace, there is no need to worry. Hongu will not die for a man! ”

"The slave has written it down."

Yan'er bowed her head in reply, retreated, laid out her mattress, took a long gown and walked out of the tent slowly.

After Yan'er left, Ling Yuexi's expression suddenly became a little sad.

Xiao Mojue seems to have become a wound in her heart, which can't be touched!

In the cold drizzle, the candlelight lit in several military tents added a bit of warmth, and Yan'er held an umbrella, conflicting and tangled in her heart.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Su Qing looked left and right, and pulled Yan'er to the side of the dark corner.

Yan'er's eyes were red, she bit her lower lip, raised her head, and cried: "Brother, let's not do it, I don't want to ......"

"Sister, you're crazy!"

Su Qing hurriedly covered Yan'er's mouth, looked around vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "Sister, did the queen pour you ecstasy soup again, do you want to watch your only brother die in front of you for her?" Moreover, I have already done it, and if you insist on not doing it, go and confess to me. ”

After Su Qing finished speaking, she clasped her arms and turned her back to Yan'er.

"However, the queen is merciful, how to treat these victims, don't you also see it?"

Yan'er snorted and continued to dissuade.

"Humph! Kindness? My sister didn't think she was hypocritical, but she was just establishing prestige for herself. By the way, didn't my sister find out that the queen and Wu Qingyang were too close? Hmph, no wonder, not only did she not fulfill you, but she broke you up! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Sister, you're too naïve! The queen just wants to dance lightly, and she is loyal to her alone! Sister, don't forget the promise of the saint, after the matter is completed, you will be allowed to marry the beautiful dance as the county lord! ”

Yan'er walked back in a daze and didn't know why.

That night, Su Qing told her that he was already a saint's man, and he had the obligation to protect her, and for her sake, he had to be hostile to the queen mother. On the eve of her departure, the Xuhua Palace sent a letter from the Holy Maiden, giving her a promise that was the most important thing for her.

At the time, she thought she could give everything for this promise, but these days, her resolve has crumbled little by little.

The sky was slightly bright, and Ling Yuexi had already gotten up to freshen up.

Yan'er didn't get up from an unprecedented sleep, Ling Yuexi thought it was caused by fatigue, and couldn't bear to wake up, so she walked out lightly.

The drizzle was drizzling, much lighter than last night, and at this time, she seemed to hear a suppressed cry in the distance. Following the cry, Ling Yuexi walked over, she recognized that it was a family surnamed Li, whose husband was buried by a flash flood, leaving three orphans and widows.

Pushing open the wooden door and stepping inside, she was frightened by what she saw.

The woman named Song Ju was holding her five-year-old daughter Li Vanilla in one hand and a five-month-old baby boy in the other, sobbing lowly, while beside her, lay a military doctor with a bleeding head.

"Song Ju, what's wrong with you!"

Ling Yuexi was shocked in her heart, and her first guess was that it was this military doctor who bullied Song Ju and was saved by her, but when her eyes fell on Li Vanilla's face covered with red rashes, she was even more frightened.

"Mother, please save my daughter, she got not a plague, not a plague......"

Song Ju knelt on the ground and kowtowed one by one.

Pestilence?

Ling Yuexi immediately stepped forward and took a closer look.

Li Vanilla not only had a rash on her face, but also on her neck and arms, Ling Yuexi tried it with the back of her hand, withdrew her hand suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "The child is having a fever and needs to be treated immediately, Song Ju, why did you kill the military doctor?" ”

He said that Xiang'er was an infectious disease and would cause a plague, and that Xiang'er had to be burned immediately to curb the infection. Mother, as long as you save my child, even if you want to kill your head, I will admit it! ”

Song Ju's eyes were a little dull, but she just cried vigorously and kowtowed.

"Okay, don't cry yet, this palace promised you that you would save your child, and besides, it's not an infectious disease, it's just eczema, it's okay!"

Ling Yuexi picked up Song Ju and continued to comfort: "This quack doctor is alarmist, it's not a pity to die, this palace won't blame you!" ”

"Niangniang, your great kindness, Song Ju will make you a cow and a horse in the next life......"

"Let's go, the child has a high fever, can't be delayed, live in the tent of the palace first, no one will embarrass you!"

Ling Yuexi said, took the baby boy in Song Ju's arms, and returned to her tent with Song Ju.