"Just do your best tomorrow, even if you don't succeed, it doesn't matter, don't force it, everything is about peace."

Zeng recalled the things of tomorrow, and his heart was always unrealistic, and he couldn't help but worry when he said that he trusted her.

Xue Ling was shocked by this simple sentence.

This sentence has a greater impact than all the words Zeng Yi and her have combined.

She looked at him.

When a person is sick, what everyone says seems to be confused, and it is indeed the truest thought in the bottom of their hearts.

Xue Ling looked at him, "Mr. Zeng, do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Zeng Yi's eyes flashed, as if looking at her, and seemed to look into the distance through her, "I am very awake every moment of my life, everything I say and do comes from my heart, everything I ask for and what I wish is to hope that you will live a safe life." ”

Xue Ling's breathing stopped for half a second, Zeng Yi had always been concerned about her, but he was detached and polite.

Since I got sick with this disease, my words and deeds have been out of line twice.

She has lived two lives, learned to calculate people's hearts, learned to be ruthless and courageous, learned a lot, but did not learn how to face a man's sincerity.

Xue Ling didn't answer, and looked back again to see that Zeng Yi was already asleep.

Xue Ling added sleep aid medicine to the decoction, Zeng Yi was already burned in a daze, and after sweating, the medicinal properties came up, and he gradually fell asleep.

Xue Ling looked at him, and the fluctuations in her heart made her whole person unable to calm down for a long time.

Sit still for a while before slowly getting up.

When he woke up, he probably didn't remember what he said.

That's fine.

Xue Ling turned around and went out.

Chang Shan was talking to Sizhu at the door, and when he saw Xue Ling, he came up.

"Childe is asleep?"

Xue Ling said, "Well, he's young, just rest for two days, it's not in the way, if there is something, just go to your cousin." ”

Chang Shan nodded, "Yes." ”

After making this fuss, Xue Ling went back to the room, the sky was already slightly bright, and after eating breakfast casually, a guard came over to ask, "Miss Xue, His Royal Highness the eldest grandson has gone first, let me come and ask the girl if she is ready, if she is ready, you can go." ”

"It's already done."

Xue Ling summoned Jiang Xu to sit in the carriage.

It's only half an hour's drive.

The carriage stopped.

In front of me is a sheep intestine path.

Along the road were men digging channels.

When Xue Ling got out of the car, there were two waves of people arguing, and no one was willing to back down, although it was hindered by the emperor's eldest grandson, the words were not particularly intense, but it brought obstruction to digging channels.

Xue Ling glanced at it, and there were as many as half of those who opposed digging the ditch.

And there is less than one layer of support, of which forty percent are waiting.

After looking at it like this for a while, I couldn't see who was taking the lead.

If you can't find someone to take the lead, it's hard to strike accurately.

Xue Ling looked at Nangong Sheng.

Nangong Sheng stood in it, his sleeves and hair were full of mud, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't tell that it was His Royal Highness the eldest grandson in brocade clothes.

Nangong Sheng frowned, facing such a scene, he had no power to parry, because because of his identity, his every move was very restricted.

Xue Ling looked through Nangong Sheng, as if she saw Zeng Yi's figure.

In the previous life, it was because of this drought that the emperor's eldest grandson received a lot of support and reputation inside and outside the court.

What you can see with your own eyes today is that all success is not easy.

The hardships behind this are not known to others.

The world only sees a few words of light appreciation, but cannot see all the efforts behind it.

She remembered that Nangong Chen, who was pampered and pampered, was about the same age as Nangong Sheng, and the temperament of the two of them was very different.

Nangong Chen is still willful and reckless like a child, and Nangong Sheng has been forced to take charge alone.

This is the gap without a father to rely on.

There is no sense of family to rely on, and no one knows it better than her.

Nangong Sheng is like this, Zeng Yi is like this, why is he not the same? There is no one to rely on, and all the ways can only be planned by themselves.

The hardships involved in this are distressed and unleashed by no one to rely on.

It's like duckweed, with nowhere to put it, and it's adrift.

Xue Ling looked at this situation, and his heart fluctuated strongly.

Sometimes, she can also understand all the choices Nangong Sheng made in order to protect herself.

Because, now she is the same.

Nangong Sheng is also having a hard time, but he is still different from the people at the bottom, and in the face of such a situation, he is somewhat helpless for a while.

In this great drought in the north, Nangong Sheng contributed the most.

Because someone has a dark rhythm.

Digging a ditch to divert water has become a meaningless thing, in fact, nearly half of this channel has been dug up, and giving up now is really a waste of all efforts.

Not only that, but the next time there is a drought, it will definitely be the same as now, and it will be powerless.

But the people are short-sighted and can't see everything in the future, only the present.

This is the will of the people.

No matter how much you have done, what you have done in the past, what you are doing, how much benefit you bring to others.

As long as someone deliberately provokes, the people's will can collapse in an instant.

Even if one moment, they are still grateful, the next moment it can turn into swearing and denial.

If in the past, Xue Ling encountered such a situation, she felt a little sorry for herself, but now, what she is thinking about in her heart is how to use this weakness of human nature to achieve what she wants.

When she arrived, all eyes looked at her in unison.

Because of Xue Ling's success in praying for rain, the people of the north were very happy with Xue Ling.

After the argument stopped, a voice asked, "Is this the little girl who prayed for rain that day?" ”

A few people who were closer to Xue Ling in front also began to scramble to greet Xue Ling.

It was very harmonious, but suddenly a voice spoke.

"Miss Xue is so capable, pray for rain again, and save us from working so hard." An inopportune voice rang out.

Xue Ling looked back, and the black pressure was all human heads, and he couldn't see who was speaking.

She thought about it carefully, this is where Nangong Sheng found it tricky.

Because there are people hiding in the crowd and deliberately guiding.

The sound was very ordinary, and there was nothing special about it.

Such people are the easiest to guide.

After asking this sentence, sure enough, many people began to ask.

Nangong Sheng frowned, this matter made him very nerve-wracking, and he also wanted to see how Xue Ling responded.

Xue Ling didn't answer and asked, "This big brother asked very well, I don't know which big brother asked?" ”

Everyone looked at each other.

Another voice said, "The girl said that she could just pray for rain again, no matter who asked him?" ”

This voice is different from Fang Cai, but if you listen carefully, there are some similarities, and the voice is deep.

Sure enough, the others chimed in.

Xue Ling sighed, "I came from afar to be personally picked up by Mr. Zeng Yizeng, speaking of asking for rain, it takes a lot of effort, I don't do it for money, I don't want to make profits, I just have someone who can raise it with me face-to-face." That's not an exaggeration, right? ”