The cold wind was howling at night, and Yan Mu'an, who was lying beside the widow king, turned over comfortably, feeling that the quilt was really comfortable and warm.

There was something wrong with Yongchang in Qiushiyuan, he didn't eat dinner in the first place, but he couldn't sleep warmly in the bed, his hands and feet couldn't move, and he was as cold as an ice cellar when he left the rest of the place where he was lying, and the charcoal fire couldn't warm it.

I couldn't help but think about the princess's room, warm, even if I wore a single dress, I didn't feel cold, the bed was soft and warm, and the quilt smelled good, how did he feel that his quilt had a strange smell?

Seeing that he turned over a few times in succession, he couldn't hold back a smile and walked in eagerly, "Where is the prince uncomfortable?" ”

Yongchang snorted, "Why is the bedroom so cold?" ”

Fu Lai went to see the charcoal basin, added a piece of charcoal and came back and said, "The charcoal fire is booming, and the slave has added charcoal again." ”

"The princess is afraid of the cold, and her house is extra charcoal, which is hotter, and the prince is used to it after a few days."

The excuse was perfect, Yong Chang didn't doubt it at all, "What's going on with the quilt, it smells." ”

Fu Lai hurriedly stepped forward and asked carefully, "It's the smell of wood, it's cold and damp, the quilt that was originally placed on the bed is a little damp, the slave took a new quilt out of the box, and the Ming'er slave asked the quilt to smoke it and smell it." ”

"The prince still feels cold, why don't you cover an extra quilt?"

Yongchang nodded, Fulai took out the heaviest quilt and covered him, after a while, he felt warm, and he felt that he was out of breath, more and more irritable, Fulai was sincerely frightened, nervous, and finally Yongchang got up directly, "Go to Qiushi Courtyard." ”

As the prince, he would never have thought that it was his subordinates who dared to deliberately embarrass him, it could only be that he went from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, and slept in the princess's house for a few days, he was no longer suitable for staying in his own yard.

Fulai honestly held the lamp, but he smiled in his heart, feeling that he was extremely effective, but this kind of trick can only be used once, and it must not be used a second time.

In a daze, Yan Mu'an heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and thought that it was Caihe's routine to serve, but his eyes didn't open, and he opened his eyelids when he heard the footsteps, and what he saw was that the widow king walked to the side of the bed and sat down, took off his shoes, lifted the quilt and lay down, and then closed his eyes.

The warmth hit, and I felt that it was really the princess's house that was more comfortable, the house was warm and the bed was soft, and the quilt was fragrant.

"Why are you here?"

Yongchang stiffened, didn't dare to say that he was sulking, only said, "I'll come here after the official business is done." ”

Yan Mu'an moved in, "So before the words were finished, the prince got up, did he go to deal with official business?" ”

[What a perfect reason!] 】

Yongchang stiffened his head and snorted, "It's in a hurry." ”

Yan Mu'an didn't speak, and after a while, Yongchang opened his mouth again, "Princess." ”

"Hmm~"

"This king will be more diligent, and he will definitely be able to get rid of the threat of the Heavenly Sage."

He wanted to tell Yan Mu'an that he didn't have to run away, Yan Mu'an thought he was talking about his ideals, and yawned, "I believe in you, you will definitely be able to." ”

"Hmm."

Yongchang closed his eyes again when he saw the person on the side, "Mrs. Liu's matter is hard for you, and the imperial brother said that he will not let you work in vain." ”

Yan Mu'an opened his eyes, finally closed them again, and exhaled heavily.

Sleepless all night, Yan Mu'an got up early the next day and went to the greenhouse in the north of the city, still accompanied by guards, but she didn't take the car and chose to walk.

This is the first time she walked on the streets of the capital, and the last time she came out was to go directly to Zhaojue Temple by carriage, and then directly to return to her home by carriage, and she didn't feel this era well.

The houses on both sides of the street were neat, but they were not the same as the old streets she had visited before, the streets were spacious, the bluestone slabs were paved, and the sprinkled and swept were quite clean, and the people who came and went were hurrying with their sleeves caged and spitting white gas, and most of them had patches on their bodies.

Come to think of it, the dignitaries and nobles are still enjoying the service of their subordinates in the mansion at the moment, and most of the people who can appear on the street at this time are people who are running for life.

After walking for about an hour, just when Yan Mu'an's forehead was about to sweat, he finally arrived at the warm shed in the west of the city, and as soon as he got here, there was a bad smell, there were people coming in and out of the makeshift shed, these people were wearing all kinds of clothes, all of them were patched, not to mention that many of them didn't fit, and most of them were wrapped with a piece of cloth on their heads, which was used to cover the messy hair and keep warm.

There is a queue moving slowly, and the person at the front of the line himself uses a spoon to fill a bowl of porridge, and then carefully pickles up a chopstick pickle and walks away, and the person behind continues to serve porridge.

The food here does not need to be fought, it all depends on self-realization.

Some of the people who have eaten are squatting under the eaves to eat, some are sitting on the bluestone slabs used for paving at will, some are going to the greenhouse, some are laughing, some are saying that they are going to work after eating, some children are still making trouble, some are coaxing, although it is messy, but it is also harmonious.

It's just that the people who saw Yan Mu'an avoided it far away, and no one dared to step forward.

"Doesn't that mean that the people here are well accommodated?"

In the face of Yan Mu'an's question, the people who came with the palace didn't know, and the guards came here again to be a little steward, and after an explanation, they came to solve their confusion, "The princess sometimes doesn't know, these people are already very good if they don't freeze or starve here, you see that although the clothes on their bodies don't fit well, they don't even have clothes at first." ”

"We still collect it from all over the place, although it is not very decently dressed, but it can also protect against the cold."

"They're quite satisfied."

"Some good boys have been accepted by Boss Yan, and they will be able to live in the compound when the spring greenhouse is removed."

Yan Mu'an walked around, left the greenhouse in the west of the city and went to the teahouse in the south of the city, at this time the sun was rising, and there were many tea guests in the teahouse, talking interesting things in twos and threes, Caihe didn't understand what happened to the princess today, but he didn't dare to ask more.

After taking a sip of hot tea, Yan Mu'an spit out a mouthful of turbidity, her heart felt a lot more comfortable, she almost forgot to come here for a few days, she has always been outside this world, although she is working hard every day, but her heart is very empty, and she can't find a direction.

The feeling of not being able to go back and not seeing tomorrow is really frightening, and she wants to come out and walk, to really feel this era, to find the meaning of her existence and her future goals.

It is said that people who don't have dreams don't have salted fish, and she is not even salted fish now!

"Ouch, don't you dare to say such a thing"

The tea table next door didn't know what to say, someone was surprised and hurriedly lowered their voices, the two of them were almost head to head, talking about their eyebrows flying, and I don't know which unlucky guy was ruined in the mouths of these two people.