"Don't come here!" Ning Qinghan vaguely felt a hand pressing on his stomach in his deep sleep, and he was so frightened that he sat up from the bed and shouted loudly.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Xingyue heard the voice and walked in from the outside,

Ning Qinghan gradually came to his senses, only to feel that his stomach was turning upside down, so he hurriedly picked up the spittoon next to him and kept spitting

Xingyue hurriedly stepped forward and gently patted Ning Qinghan's back, "Miss, are you better?"

Ning Qinghan finally stopped vomiting, leaned weakly on Xingyue's body, and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"Miss, it's not time yet, let's sleep a little longer."

Ning Qinghan remembered what he had ordered the dark guard to do yesterday, and felt that the hour was about the same, and the dark guard should come over quickly, so he took Xingyue out, "I'll lie down for a while, it's still early, you can go back and rest for a while,"

Xingyue nodded, seeing that Ning Qinghan's face was not very good, she checked her pulse, and found that there was no major problem, so she walked out with confidence.

"My subordinates have seen my master," Dark San saw that there was no one in the house, so he flashed out and knelt in front of Ning Qinghan

"Get up, what's going on?"

"It has been found out, the snow disaster in the north is very serious, tens of thousands of people have starved to death, the reason why the imperial court has not yet provided disaster relief is because there is not enough silver taels, as for the plague, nearly 50,000 people have died now, many people have escaped from the plague land and poured into the capital, and now everyone in the capital is in danger." Dark Three told him truthfully

"Where did you get this news?" Ning Qinghan asked as she looked at Dark San

"This was overheard by a subordinate in Prime Minister Ning's study."

Ning Qinghan nodded, "Then what else did you hear?"

"Prime Minister Ning Cheng said that he would propose to raise taxes on wealthy merchants in the morning of tomorrow, but his disciples did not agree with each other, so in the end, Prime Minister Ning Cheng had not made up his mind."

Ning Qinghan looked at Dark San with satisfaction, "You have done a very good job in this matter, find a way to inquire where those people with the plague are, and carefully observe what symptoms those people have?" ”

"Subordinates obey"

"Okay, you go down first" Ning Qinghan waved his hand,

Dark Three arched his hand and dodged away

"Miss, I just boiled hot water for you in the kitchen, drink some" Xingyue walked in with a bowl of hot water

Ning Qinghan leaned on the side of the bed tiredly, looking at Xingyue with a smile, "I didn't expect Xingyue to burn a fire, I have to drink this"

"Miss, you've been too tired lately, you need to take some supplements to make up for it, or the child in your belly won't have enough nutrition." Xingyue looked at Ning Qinghan worriedly.

"I'm fine, but I vomited a lot," Ning Qinghan pretended to be strong and said

"Miss, the slave maid will buy you some breakfast, do you have anything special to eat?"

As soon as Ning Qinghan heard the word eating, his stomach immediately felt as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, he covered his stomach with his hands and shook his head, "Don't eat in front of me in the future, just look at it and buy some."

Xingyue looked at Ning Qinghan and pouted and shouted, "Miss,"

Ning Qinghan smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, hurry up, by the way, buy the maid back, you are so tired every day" After speaking, he took out a letter from his sleeve, put it in Xingyue's hand, and glanced at Xingyue solemnly, "I explained your affairs last night, and now the time is almost up, you go to the palace first, and then do those things." ”

"Okay, Miss"