Back in Weiyang Palace, the sky has appeared white.

"Master, I'm afraid King Rui won't be able to." Bai Zhi said.

After Wei Mingzhu woke up, she had been personally taking care of King Rui, what was the specific situation over there, Bai Zhi didn't inquire in detail, she only knew that Xiao Changrui's situation at this time seemed to be very bad.

Xiao Yu paused and raised his eyes to look in the direction of the dormitory.

The snow was shining, and the end of the corridor was brightly lit, and he seemed to be able to see the busy figures of the imperial doctor and the palace people, and he could hear Wei Mingzhu's sad cry.

Finally, he withdrew his gaze, nodded, and turned around without looking again.

Born in the emperor's family, family affection has always been very shallow, even a simple exhortation and greeting may be calculating. He is the elder brother, but he really can't afford to have too much pity for Xiao Changrui's younger brother.

Softly walked into the room, Cui Yan was still asleep. The flushed cheeks had receded and burned, and the original blistering area was a little ugly.

He looked at her with a pampering look in his eyes that could melt boiling water. The slender fingers gently caressed Cui Yan's soft lips, reminiscing about the deep kiss last night.

Such an indifferent and quiet person would be so enthusiastic.

"Yan'er, you're also happy with me, aren't you?" Xiao Yu asked lightly.

In response to him, only Cui Yan's long and even breathing was possible.

Xiao Yu shook his head, picked up the medicine, and fed it to Cui Yan.

After a simple wash, change into court clothes, it is time for the morning pilgrimage.

For some reason, there seem to be a lot fewer ministers who came to the court today, Xiao Yu sat on the dragon chair with a calm face, and there was no extra expression.

Seeing Xiao Yu appear, some of the ministers were shocked, some were clear, some were happy, and some were terrified.

The sky in the capital is about to change, not only the ministers present, but even Zhang Quande, who is next to Xiao Yu, also has this feeling.

"The minister has his own music." Guozi Priest Wine King Mingquan stepped forward and said.

Now, it's our last chance to take sides.

To be honest, before today, he was not optimistic about Xiao Yu, but now, seeing Xiao Yu appear in the hall unharmed, Wang Mingquan decided to take a gamble.

Since ancient times, wealth has been sought in danger.

"Exactly." Xiao Yu lifted her eyelids.

"There have been epidemics in Jizhou, Cangzhou, Yuzhou, Guzhou and other places, and the situation is serious, if it is not controlled, I am afraid it will cause a large number of casualties."

"What does Aiqing think?" Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes.

"The minister believes that the hospital should be ordered to develop a good medicine against the epidemic and send it to the disaster area to alleviate casualties." Wang Mingquan spoke again.

"Hehe......" Xiao Yu curled his lips and actually laughed, "I thought that Wang Aiqing was going to suggest to me that Cui Xiang go to the Temple of Heaven to worship the heavens and beg God for protection."

Unexpectedly, this is the case. ”

It's not loud, but it can be heard by everyone present.

In the hearts of the ministers, they panicked.

Xiao Yu said lightly, "I don't know what Zhong Aiqing thinks, how is this method?" ”

It's okay to take sides, but you'll have to block your back completely.

Wang Mingquan wiped his forehead, took a hard breath, and shouted, "Ridiculous! The saint sits high in the Ming Hall, blessed by God, the snow disaster epidemic is raging, even if you want to sacrifice to the sky, it is also a holy thing! ”

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister also thinks it's ridiculous!"

Because of Wang Mingquan's words, many originally neutral ministers followed suit to make their positions clear, and as for the remaining Cui Dang, they lowered their heads and tried to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible to avoid hitting Xiao Yu's gun.