So, the princess gradually came to her senses, instantly regained her former calmness, and instructed Liu An with a solemn face: "Put Concubine Shen in the firewood room first, and wait for our lord to come back and drop her, Liu An, you send a few more people to watch her to prevent her from committing suicide." ”

"Wow!" Liu An got up and motioned for the family to tie up Ming Shen, but Ming Shen didn't struggle, and let them escort him down!

———

The affairs of the court are changing rapidly, and when everyone thinks that this talented, but not loved by the emperor, will have no place to turn over, the Imperial Forest Army returned in vain, which disappointed Nalan and his party.

The crime of falsely accusing the prince is not small, even if Emperor Xuande no longer likes Wen Xuan, the royal face still cannot be damaged, so he lost his temper, not only snubbed the concubine, but also scared the old fox Nalan Mufeng, out of a cold sweat.

Under the thunderous wrath of the Son of Heaven, several officials involved in this matter were demoted by three levels in a row, and the initiator, Nalan Mufeng, remembered that he had military merits, and was only fined for one year as a warning.

The apparent victim of the whole thing, Wen Xuan, was very vividly interpreted a persecuted down-and-out prince, and Emperor Xuande had no choice but to crown him with the title of Prince Heshuoduan, and gave him to take over the position of prime minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, in order to comfort his grievances of being falsely accused by the greedy ministers, so this turmoil of hiding the dragon robe finally came to an end.

———

Xi Lin Kun's strategy allowed Wen Xuan to fight a beautiful battle in the court, so his status in Duanwang's Mansion was also rising, directly from an unknown strategist, to a high position comparable to Bai Pengfei, and even his sister Xi Linyan followed suit, monopolizing grace for three consecutive days, and was cared for and cherished by Wen Xuan.

———

The gale tore the withered yellow, the fallen leaves fluttered in the wind, and the few green and yellow leaves on the branches were also dragged by the fierce autumn wind, like a fading life, which could be annihilated at any time.

In the firewood room, Ming Shen woke up from the cold of her flanks groggily, she was cold, hungry and thirsty at this time, thinking of the hot wild vegetable soup she drank in the snow ten years ago, and also remembered the stack of yam cakes filled with jujube paste in the Agarwood Pavilion.

She swallowed, licking her pale lips with her dry tongue, which had been cracked with thirst and dryness, and the mouth hissed and bloodshot out against the cold wind that came through the crack in the door.

The room was cold and dirty, spiders crawled in the corners, and it was frightening to look at them, and there were many unknown insects crawling on the ground, some of which would crawl on her clothes, making her feel disgusted and frightened in addition to fear.

The gray rat that came out of nowhere, squeaked and ran to nibble on the bow-shaped embroidered shoes on Ming Shen's feet, and she hurriedly kicked her feet and cowered in the corner, leaning against the wall and hugging herself into a ball.

There was a dull pain in his head, the ground in his stomach was turned upside down, and his body sank more and more.

She has been afraid of cold since she was a child, and this time she has been starving and freezing for so long in the cold autumn night, which has already caused the cold in her body, and the double torture of physical and mental is about to drive her crazy, is her life going to be over like this?

Frozen to death in this cold twilight, dead is also a starving ghost, the corpse is lying in such a filthy firewood room, there is not even a roll of straw mats to cover the body, and those rats and spiders will come to gnaw on the bones left behind in the world......

No!

Ming Shen is unwilling to end up like this, thinking that she has been smart since she was a child, born in the family of Zhong Ming Dingshi, which is envied by everyone, has learned so many literary and artistic skills, and has a business strategy and ambition, how can she die like this?

To live is Ming Shen's only thought at the moment.

She forced herself not to sleep, faith was like a drop of lamp oil left in the lamp, strong and stubborn to resist the last struggle, just when she felt that she was about to run out of oil, the door of the firewood room was suddenly opened.

The dazzling light made her unable to open her eyes a little, and she only vaguely saw a few sturdy grandmothers walking in carrying a bucket of cold water.

"The prince wants to summon the side concubine, please take a bath and change clothes first!" Although she said respectful words, there was no half-respectful look on Mama Mellow's face.

"This side concubine will wash herself, please ask a few grandmothers to go out first."

Ming Shen struggled to get up from the ground, her delicate body holding on to the edge of the barrel to stand strongly, but she was staggered and physically exhausted from the drowsiness.

Seeing this, Mama Alcohol did not sympathize at all, and snorted coldly: "The old slaves are on the orders of the prince, but I am afraid that I will not be able to concubine you." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a few grandmothers began to wrap their arms, roll up their sleeves, and rudely press Ming Shen's whole person into a bath bucket filled with cold water.

I only heard a "plop" sound, and the cold water splashed the clothes of several grandmothers.

"Ahh No...... It's cold! ”

Ming Shen didn't know where he got the strength to forcibly emerge from the water, but before the panicked shouts fell, he was pressed into the bucket as cold as a knife by another grandmother again, causing a thousand splashes of water.

Indifferently staring at Ming Shen who was struggling in the bathtub, Mama Mellow slowly frowned and snorted coldly: "I can't even choke on these few mouthfuls of water, I actually dare to betray the prince, and when I do things outside the house, have you ever thought that there will be such retribution today?" ”

Ming Shen couldn't hear her voice clearly at this time, and she couldn't even open her mouth to call for help, and the cold water poured into her mouth, nose and ears from all directions, choking her to the fullest, and her face was already blue and purple.

"Alright, that's enough." Mama Mellow raised her eyebrows lightly, as if she couldn't bear it, and said, "Pull her up, change her clothes, don't let the prince wait for a long time." ”

"Yes!"

Several grandmothers used a lot of strength to get Ming Shen out of the barrel, several people held Ming Shen's waist and abdomen with one hand, making her lean down, and the other hand elbowed her to her back, and Ming Shen, who was bent over, squirted out a mouthful of water, followed by a heart-rending wheezing cough, coughing up a piece of blood, smearing the water surface.

However, no one here would pity her at all, and I saw that another grandmother presented a bandeau and a transparent gauze skirt, and the robe turned out to be a golden silk as thin as a cicada's wings.

Ming Shen's pale and purple face showed a hint of embarrassment, so that she could wear such thin clothes in such a cold weather, I am afraid that she would be ashamed not to freeze to death, because this dress is clearly the style that the kiln sisters in the Spring Palace will only wear when they receive guests at night, is this a disguised punishment for her? It's too much.

Ming Shen hesitated for a while, and finally began to wear it on her body, because she wanted to live, so she had no choice.

———

Listening to the silence in the rain room, even the sound of breathing can be heard clearly.

Wen Xuan's lazy body reclined on the Nanmu bed shrouded in hibiscus gauze, elbows on the exquisitely embroidered Wanfu soft pillow, wearing a brand-new Shiqingjiang silk gown, and the cuffs and collar were trimmed with the piping of a golden silk python.

I saw his peach blossom eyes squinted slightly, and the edge stabbed Bai Pengfei like a sharp cold sword, and said with a lukewarm smile: "I don't know what the taste of the golden nighuffle made by the concubine is careful?" ”

Bai Pengfei was shocked, and hurriedly pretended to be innocent and smiled: "Brother-in-law, you ask the last general...... How can the last general say good? ”

"It's good to say anything, for example, is Concubine Shen beautiful? For example, what are the good 'fillings' in the golden soufflé? Wen Xuan's smiling eyes suddenly appeared cold, and his tone became evil and frivolous.

Bai Pengfei knew that he couldn't bluff, so he simply turned his heart sideways, and said with a cheeky ruffian: "Concubine Shen is very beautiful, the country is beautiful and fragrant, the golden soufflé is delicious, and the filling is rose crisp." ”