As if he didn't expect Jiang Ning to say this suddenly, Mu Jingzhao pondered for a moment, and then turned his head to look at her, "Heaven sends divine punishment, naturally there is a truth from God, and as an ordinary person, all you can do is sincerely repent and pray for God to atone for your sins." ”

Jiang Ning was silent for a moment, and for a while he didn't know how to respond.

In fact, from the moment he said that sentence, Jiang Ning regretted it.

Because God and the emperor should not be compared in the first place.

Disasters from heaven are generally the result of long-term reclamation and destruction, and what the emperor did may be just a fluttering word.

Jiang Ning suddenly felt a little tired, because she suddenly realized that no matter how much she tried to test it, there was no way to use it as direct evidence.

There is no point at all.

So she sighed faintly, and no longer continued on the topic, she looked up at the dark night sky.

The ancients were homesick for the moon, and she was good with Mu Jingzhao, looking at the sky in the middle of the night with the cold wind blowing, each in their own daze.

"Why can't the emperor sleep?" She was silent for a moment, then finally spoke.

Mu Jingzhao lowered his eyes slightly, and finally replied to her after a long time, "I forgot." ”

Her expression was inexplicable, as if she was a little incredulous, "Forgot? ”

The other party seemed to be a little tired and reached out and pinched his eyebrows, "Since I ascended the throne, I have hardly slept a single day of restful sleep, and every day has a different reason, and over time, I can't remember what the reason is." ”

Jiang Ning was stunned, she turned her head and looked at Mu Jingzhao's well-defined side face beside her.

His brow furrowed slightly, and even those deep eyes seemed to carry a little indescribable sadness.

After knowing Mu Jingzhao for so long, she felt for the first time that Mu Jingzhao didn't look so hateful.

"And what are you for?"

"Because." Mu Jingzhao's inquiry caught Jiang Ning off guard and opened a hole in her restrained desire to talk, and she was not paying attention, and almost blurted out her thoughts about her family.

Fortunately, Jiang Ning realized his gaffe in time, "Because the concubine is worried that she will not be able to prepare a satisfactory birthday banquet for her mother." ”

"I didn't expect you to be so concerned about this."

"The concubine hopes that the concubine can be happy." Jiang Ning said sincerely, after the secret room was opened that day, Liu Jinfu didn't seem to care, but Jiang Ning always felt that she was not as indifferent as she seemed.

This time, Mu Jingzhao did not test her with suspicion as usual.

Instead, he exhaled slowly, as if he was regretting something, "It's okay, it's been a long time since I've seen the concubine smile sincerely." ”

Jiang Ning turned his head to look at Mu Jingzhao, who was raising his head slightly at this time, and his gaze drifted to the outside of the palace wall.

He must have seen the picture of himself and Liu Jinfu wantonly fighting together, Jiang Ning thought.

"The concubine will definitely do her best to prepare a perfect birthday banquet for the concubine." She spoke heartily.

"I believe in you."

The two fell silent for a moment.

The longing for his family was not expressed, and the hidden embarrassment of Mu Jingzhao resurfaced in Jiang Ning's heart.

She stood beside Mu Jingzhao in a daze, and for a while she didn't know where to put her eyes.

A gust of cold wind blew, rustling the leaves on the side of the palace wall, Jiang Ning couldn't stop shivering, and she finally couldn't bear to turn around and return to the palace.

At this moment, Mu Jingzhao opened his mouth unexpectedly.

"Are you cold?" Jiang Ning paused, and she nodded.

"Then go back to the temple with me."

Such a sentence made Jiang Ning's head instantly shut down for a second, and after a while, she finally realized that the other party was talking about the study he was in the cold palace.

Although Jiang Ning didn't understand Mu Jingzhao's intention to say this, Jiang Ning could not ask for this opportunity to enter the study.

So she nodded and answered.

Mu Jingzhao didn't speak anymore, but just took the lead in turning his head and looked in the direction of the study, while Jiang Ning didn't say anything more, and hurriedly followed closely.

As soon as she stepped into the study, Jiang Ning only felt a strong smell of ink coming to her face, I don't know if it was because Jiang Ning had smelled too much ink these days, the moment this smell hit her, she couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach, and almost retched.

She stumbled and nearly fell.

Mu Jingzhao hurriedly reached out to help her, and helped her all the way to the edge of the soft stool and sat down, "I suddenly regretted leaving this matter to you." Mu Jingzhao forced the distress in his eyes to suppress, "If you let me compensate for this reason, I can be regarded as lifting a stone to shoot myself in the foot." ”

Although Mu Jingzhao's words were originally a joke, but in Jiang Ning's ears, they had other meanings.

"The emperor said so, but the concubines thought it was a good way."

Mu Jingzhao smiled dumbly, and even the melancholy between his eyebrows and eyes was a little less.

"I'm now beginning to wonder if you've been sent by an enemy country to bring down my country." Mu Jingzhao walked slowly to the window and opened the window.

The whistling night wind instantly poured into the study, and the stagnant scent of ink in the hall was instantly blown away.

Jiang Ning barely exhaled two breaths, and the feeling of suffocation in his heart finally dissipated.

She sat up with the armrest, and as soon as she lowered her head, she saw the holy decree unfolded by Mu Jingzhao on the desk in front of her.

However, she only glanced at it, and then turned her face away for a moment.

I was afraid that my casual behavior would be misinterpreted by Mu Jingzhao into something else.

At this moment, Mu Jingzhao had already sat down by the window, and sensing Jiang Ning's movements, Mu Jingzhao slowly spoke, "Don't shy away, look at this thing." ”

Jiang Ning's eyes widened in astonishment, and he reflected for a moment before realizing what the other party was saying.

Finally, cautiously, she craned her neck and looked towards the decree on the table.

The content of the holy decree is very simple, roughly meaning that a small county town in the southwest of Gongguo has experienced frequent floods in the past two years, and the people have not harvested for many years, suffered heavy losses, and the people are struggling to make a living.

Therefore, the local county petitioned to build a dam by the local river, but if the dam was to be built, then it would have to occupy the people's farmland and houses.

As soon as the proposal was proposed, it met with strong opposition from the local people.

But based on long-term development, building a dam is undoubtedly the best option.

Because the reaction of the people was too fierce, the involvement was too large, and the local county governor really couldn't make the decision.

This matter was passed on from level to level, and in the end, no one wanted to follow this hot potato, so it was pushed to Mu Jingzhao layer by layer.

"What do you think of Concubine Ai?"

The word "concubine" that caught her off guard made Jiang Ning tremble instantly, she looked up at Mu Jingzhao, and knew in her heart that the other party must not have any good intentions.

(End of chapter)