Yangzhou that year was a battlefield, a place where the northern and southern regimes converged, and a place where the culture of Liu Feng was maintained.

"There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain." In this war-torn world, life is like morning dew.

Midwinter.

Yangzhou had a surprisingly heavy snowfall. It's already March.

Ye Qiucheng was busy distributing the relief money and grain allocated by the imperial court to the people from house to house. This once-in-a-century snow has made too many Yangzhou people who have never prepared warm clothes face a huge disaster on the front line of life and death.

"My lord, there's a kid over there, and it looks like it's no longer good!" The casual guard hurriedly ran in front of Ye Qiucheng and said anxiously.

After Ye Qiucheng heard this, he walked a few steps faster.

Recently, I found a ten-year-old child lying in the thick snow, mixed with blood, sludge and unfrozen snowflakes. Can't tell the difference between genders. The child's surroundings were empty and lonely. And the expression on Ye Qiucheng's face became more and more solemn at this time.

"Ye Sheng, take this child back to the house first, and then find Dr. Xu to take a good look at her."

"Yes, sir."

Ye Sheng neatly took a thin quilt from the carriage, wrapped it around the child's body, and carried her back to Ye's mansion. This series of actions is sharp and clean, but it is not like a person in his forties, no wonder, Ye Sheng has been by Ye Qiucheng's side for most of his life, and he has never left his sword, although it is not night and night, but he is still not old.

The heavy snow that has not stopped is already weird, and the appearance of this child does not know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

"Yuluo Allure" Chapter 1 The beginning of a long-cherished wish is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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