In fact, it is not only Dragon City, but even more than most of the stiff soil in the north of the Shenlong Kingdom, almost all of the north of the Guiyuan Continent has been completely covered by wind and snow, and the snow disaster in the Xuanwu Kingdom is particularly serious, thousands of people have been buried alive under the deep snow more than one person high, and countless people have frozen to death from frostbite.

The Flower God Kingdom is located in the Central Plains of the hinterland of the Guiyuan Continent, close to Yuanling Mountain, and was not affected by the snow disaster, but the envoy team that set off from Longcheng and traveled all the way west was not spared to be trapped by the wind and snow on the way.

It is a small mountain village between two large cities, and there are less than 100 families in the village, who mainly rely on farming and hunting for their livelihood.

The envoys entered the village to avoid the wind and snow, and each household had to take in at least one person on average, and the richest village chief gave up the three main houses for the accommodation of King Cheyue, Su Dianke, Feng Yurun, Pei Qing, and Yu Fu.

Originally, King Cheyue and his personal attendants lived in one room, and the two female dependents lived in the same room, but because Su Dianke was unwilling to live with Feng Yurun, he squeezed into the outer room of Long Yucang's room and reluctantly built a bed with the door panel to rest.

In the middle of the night, the bitter mountain wind and the blizzard were entangled, whistling through the village with closed doors and windows, so that no one noticed that a black shadow like a cheetah that was not afraid of the wind and snow flashed into the village chief's house, and then several black clothes with extremely fast and vigorous bodies followed closely.

"Who?"

Sensing a slight difference in the top of his head, Luo Xian had already flown up from the recliner like electricity, and at the same time choked and pulled out his long sword to protect it in front of Long Yucang's bed.

"I didn't want to disturb it, but it was too windy and snowy outside, and I was stared at too closely by a few flies, so I wanted to take a break in your place. The brothers inside are a little familiar with the voice, but I don't know if it's Brother Luo? ”

When the people outside said this, they had already walked into the inner room leisurely, and a red dress as flaming as fire appeared in the dim room.

"Brother Xiao? How did you end up here? ”

Luo Xian was in the rivers and lakes before following King Cheyue, but since he entered Yuanling Mountain with his master, he has never seen his former brothers, and he doesn't want to meet his old friends again in this nameless mountain village.

"Who's out there chasing you?"

Long Yucang's voice came out through the curtain of the vermilion lacquered wooden couch, and the man surnamed Xiao was slightly startled when he heard it.

He has always boasted of his own ears and eyes, and he was even more cautious when he arrived in this strange place, but when he came in, he only noticed the man sleeping on the door panel outside, and Luo Xian in the middle, and he didn't even notice the slightest breath of the person on the couch, it seems that this small mountain village is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger tonight!

"I'm ashamed to be chased all the way from the vast mountains by them all the way here, and I haven't seen where they came from. At the beginning, it was only the people in the rivers and lakes who were looking for revenge against Lao Tzu and the people, but their kung fu was extremely high, and the shot was a killing move. But they didn't kill me, as if they wanted to capture me alive. ”

The face of the man surnamed Xiao was hidden in the darkness and made it difficult to see, but the red clothes revealed his confused movements of scratching his ears and cheeks.

At this time, the courtyard of the village chief's house was surrounded by dozens of black-clothed people, but they were originally two groups of people, and they almost killed each other when they met here, but they quickly recognized each other as friends and enemies, and only after meeting did they know that they were the targets of the two sides and gathered here.

Dozens of black-clothed men with almost identical breaths slowly approached the target room, shrinking the encirclement smaller and smaller.

"Kill!"

Until the leader gave an order, except for the more than ten people who were left behind, the other black-clothed people rushed into the room from the door or the roof at the same time, and the murderous sword cold light instantly lit up the completely lit room.

Pei Qing and Yu Fu, who heard the movement, hurriedly put on their flying robes and rushed out with their swords, and before they could see the situation clearly, they killed the black-clothed people who were guarding the courtyard.

The noise of tearing in the middle of the night in the snowstorm brought in the guards who lived in the homes of the nearby villagers, and the village chief's house was destroyed by the two sides in a short time.

After thousands of sword lights, patches of crimson blood were scattered and splashed, dyeing the snowflakes flying in the sky a strange red.

"Capture Xiao Yan alive and kill Long Yucang!"

As if he was afraid that the brothers would lose their purpose by killing red eyes, the black-clothed man led by him roared at the right time, and at the same time, the sword in his hand continued to beckon Luo Xian, only to feel that the other party was much more difficult than expected.

"Long Yucang? Brother Luo, I said why did you suddenly disappear from the rivers and lakes, it turned out that you found the big tree of King Cheyue, yes, you have a vision! We are also fateful, but we are still targeted by the same flies. ”

Xiao Yan and Luo Xian were not the current martial arts alliance leaders when they got acquainted, and they also knew that there was such a person for King Cheyue, but tonight he was unexpectedly able to tear apart and retreat from the enemy side by side, which gave him a new understanding of this rumored beautiful male prince, and he felt a little sorry for the hero.

In the dark night, Long Yucang, who was swinging the long whip like a silver dragon going out to sea, only then did he glance at the man in red, and a strange light flashed in his eyes like condensing the cold moon, and then a whip swung straight at Xiao Yan, knocking over a black-clothed killer who wanted to sneak attack behind him to the wall, breaking the already shaky wall.

"Thank you!"

When he felt the cold whip wind behind him, Xiao Yan's heart suddenly tightened, and when he turned his head and saw that it was Long Yucang who rescued him, he smiled a little and thanked him solemnly.

"Come out quickly, the house is going to collapse!"

As soon as Pei Qing's screaming voice fell, he heard a boom, and the house where Long Yucang and the others were still tearing up and fighting with the man in black collapsed and collapsed in an instant.

For a while, the dust and red-dyed snow foam were collided and flew up several feet high, as if to drown everything in it, leaving no vitality Dragon City, Cheyue Palace, and Wushuang Residence.

With a loud rumbling sound, Feng Huanling suddenly woke up from his nightmare.

It was obviously the middle of the night in the middle of the winter when it was a blizzard, and she sat up straight from the mandarin duck couch, but her head was sweaty and her clothes were wet.

In a trance, Feng Huanling couldn't tell whether the loud noise of Shicai came from reality or a dream, because Shicai dreamed that Long Yucang was buried in a ruined wall, until the heavy snow completely buried the ruins, and merged with the endless snow white between heaven and earth, and never saw him come out of the ruins again.

Is it just a nightmare? Or did something really happen to him?

Although there were still several hours before dawn, Feng Huanling didn't feel sleepy at all, walked to the window of the outer room and pushed open the window, and didn't feel cold even if the cold wind and snow hit his face, but just looked at the southwest direction of chaos in the snow, and stood in front of the window for a long time.

When it was dark, Su Yue and the other maids came in to serve the princess and get up to wash, they found that Feng Huanling was already dressed neatly.

At noon, Empress Dowager Mo issued an order to summon Princess Cheyue into the forbidden palace.

The sky is still falling with goose feathers and heavy snow, the imperial city has long been decorated with a piece of snow white, even if the long palace road under the feet is constantly cleaned by the palace people, there is still a thick layer of snow, and there is a creaky sound when stepping on it.

Feng Huanling couldn't help but sigh secretly along the way, she had set foot on the place she was once familiar with so early, and this was a heavy snow that had not stopped for more than ten days, was she mourning for the blood and tears she had shed here?

Although the Qianshou Palace is not luxurious, it is very **, and then it is lined with snow, which is even more majestic and solemn.

Feng Huanling, who seemed to be entering the Forbidden Palace for the first time, was actually too familiar with everything here, so her appearance of keeping her head and eyes carefully following the rules all the way was a little more appreciative in the eyes of the female official.

"The courtiers knock on the Queen Mother."

Walking into the warm pavilion, Feng Huanling bowed to the Empress Dowager Mo on the main throne, no matter how small the details, people could not find the slightest impropriety.

"Well, let's be even, I tossed you to the palace on this snowy day, and the mourning family is really helpless."

Although Empress Dowager Mo is over half a hundred years old, whether it is the dignified between her eyebrows or her demeanor, it shows what kind of graceful and beautiful person she was when she was young.

Soon after Feng Huanling was given a seat, she learned that in addition to her, Empress Dowager Mo also summoned all the concubines above the second rank of the harem to Qianshou Palace.

Although there are not a few beauties in Emperor Xuandi's harem, there are only three people above the second grade, namely Guan Guifei, Mo Shufei and Feng Zhaorong.

When Feng Huanling saw this posture, he knew that most of his entry into the palace was for the most urgent Ruixue disaster at the moment. However, if the Queen Mother didn't speak first, she wouldn't take the initiative to ask, but just sat beside her politely.

"Recently, I saw that the saint didn't think about the snow disaster, although the harem women should not interfere in the affairs of the advance, but this time the situation is too special, and the method of planning disaster relief is not political. And if any of you can come up with a good plan for disaster relief, the Holy One will definitely reward and not punish him. ”

Seeing that everyone was here, Empress Dowager Mo didn't make many detours, and her posture was usually solemn and serious, and she went straight to the topic.

"The concubines and others are willing to share the worries of the saints and plan for the relief of the people affected by the disaster, but the concubines are only a female generation after all, and they really can't think of any good way to help the disaster."

As the head of the concubine, Feng Qingwan naturally wanted to speak first, but this statement inevitably made Empress Dowager Mo a little unhappy.

"Sister Guifei said very well, even if the concubines and others have the heart, there is really no other better way than to save some money from the monthly case to provide some meager financial support for disaster relief."

Concubine Mo Shufei then said her thoughts with a frown, although Empress Dowager Mo's words were good, but after all, the Shenlong Kingdom is not the God of Flowers or the Fire Phoenix Country, and women's politics, especially the palace concubines, has always been a taboo for the royal family.

Not to mention whether there are really people among them who can propose good solutions for disaster relief, even if they have the ability, how can they dare to say it directly?

Even if the Holy Lord really rewarded the person who offered the advice, after the snow disaster passed, Emperor Xuan's temperament would inevitably be jealous of this concubine, and he would even be as quick as Empress Yan. Naturally, you will not be stupid if you can come up with a good solution, and you will naturally not let yourself have a chance to fall into such a field.

"Sister Shufei is right, the queen mother, the concubine is stupid, and the way she can come up with is to persuade her father and prime minister to donate all her money for disaster relief. The future will have its own troubles and efforts of the adults of the previous dynasty, and the concubines thought that the most important thing now was to raise money, food and grass, after all, these are what they needed for disaster relief. If the emperor's relatives and important ministers are willing to set an example, I think the officials below will follow suit. ”

Seeing that Concubine Mo Shu saw the intention of donating, Feng Qingwan immediately seized the opportunity to spread the idea completely, and in the end, it made Empress Dowager Mo nod slightly.