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Chapter 171 In the Snow

Chapter 171 In the Snow

The heavy snow is falling, covering the bright red walls and black tiles, and everything you see is white.

Ruan Yuyi gathered her cloak and couldn't help but quicken her pace. As she walked, her honey-colored dress peeked out from under her cloak. The snow squeaked under her feet, and her hand holding the sleeve stove couldn't help but tighten again.

Since he had something to ask for, he couldn't take the sedan chair. Besides, his place was not that far from Luomeixuan.

"Slow down, little master, be careful not to drop it." Mu Xiang wore a food box on her forearms, leaving her hands free to help her.

She opened her lips and exhaled a puff of white air, "Do you think His Majesty will really listen to me?" Although she was begging for mercy, she didn't know for sure. His Majesty was cold-hearted and cold-hearted towards everyone, so how could she be that one?

exception?

But Concubine Shu was afraid that she had nothing to ask for, so she approached her.

Turning around a pear tree, there was the Yangxin Hall. As she walked to the front of the hall, Wen Zhi, who was guarding the door, saw her and hurriedly came to greet her, "Young Master, are you here to see your Majesty?"

She lowered her eyebrows and raised a smile, "I would like to ask my father-in-law to inform me that I have brought today's tea."

In recent days, she has been helping Concubine Shu bring cakes, but now that Concubine Shu is banned, the ones she brought this time were made in her palace.

Wen Zhi smiled and agreed, turning around to report.

In the hall, the snow shines brightly. Jiang Huaiyang is sitting at the table under the window, leaning on the back of the chair in a leisurely manner. There is a memorial in front of him, and the book on it is about the Rong family.

The fingers holding the pen were long and slender, with thin calluses hidden on the fingertips. He said in a rough voice, "You still refuse to explain?"

The Minister of Punishment standing on one side lowered his breath and spoke carefully, "Rong Yunsheng is clamoring to see you." He said while looking at the young new emperor in front of him.

That Rong Yunsheng was the name of the master of the Rong family. Contrary to the news he sent to Concubine Shu, not all the men of the Rong family were actually executed - if they were all executed, where would he find out who was behind the scenes?

A sneer escaped Jiang Huaiyang's lips, "He is quite tight-lipped. That's fine, I will grant his wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Zhi knocked on the door and came in, "Your Majesty, Ruan Jieyu would like to see you."

When His Majesty meets with ministers, he usually does not disturb others. If he is an ordinary person, he will naturally ask people to go back. But because the person who came is the one from Luomeixuan, he will not retaliate, nor will he retaliate. Instead, he will leave him alone.

In a dilemma.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, waiting for the new emperor's reply.

The hall was quiet for a while, and unexpectedly heard Jiang Huaiyang say, "Let her go back."

Wen Zhi wanted to fight for it again, "But Jieyu came here with a food box. The snow outside is so heavy -" It would be better if His Majesty really doesn't want to see her, but if not, he might treat her harshly.

crime.

His hand holding the pen holder tightened, his eyes darkened, "It's gone."

"Yes." Wen Zhi said nothing more and sighed secretly. He did not dare to stay for a long time, so he lowered his hands and retreated.

Ruan Yuyi was still standing on the platform, eyes lowered, her figure was so slender that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away. The newly made clothes seemed to be a little wider when put on her body.

After hearing his reply, her eyelashes trembled and she said softly, "I'll be waiting outside." Giving up once or twice would only make the matter drag on longer, and by then the relationship would get worse.

Hard to find.

Wen Zhi pursed his lips, trying to comfort him, but in the end he just said, "Your Majesty is discussing important matters with the adults from the Ministry of Punishment, and it won't be over for a while. Why don't you——"

She shook her head, turned around, walked off Taiji, and stood under the snow.

Her back was straight, and the snow beads obscured her figure, making it unreal. He frowned slightly, how could he stand under the snow in such a cold weather.

He wanted to step forward to persuade her, but he saw her shaking her head at him from a distance. The beaded hairpin on her hair reflected the color of snow, giving off a bright and determined light.

Everyone else knew that she was on good terms with Concubine Shu, so they just thought that she was doing things for Concubine Shu because she had benefited from Concubine Shu. In fact, this was not the case. They were just keeping each other warm in the coldness of the palace.

After her brother died in the war, she no longer had any brothers or sisters close to her. Concubine Shu's care for her went beyond long conversations or sending her a share of good things.

She really regarded Concubine Shu as her eldest sister. Since her sister was in jail, how could she not help her?

When Wen Zhi saw this, his heart sank, but he never dared to let her stay like this in the heavy snow, so he turned around and knocked on the door.

A sound——

Two sounds——

The knock on the door fell clearly into the ears of the Minister of Justice. He glanced at the new emperor's expression, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He stopped talking with a sentence or two and said no more.

He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have done everything I want to report."

Jiang Huaiyang was startled, then came to his senses, and waved his hand to ask him to leave. The window in front of him was not closed tightly, and through the crack of the window, a little fairy in a honey-colored dress danced gracefully.

The snow fell beside her, and the arc drawn by the sleeves of her dress was light but powerful, almost cutting off the falling snow.

Suddenly, the little fairy stopped her movements, covered her mouth and bent over, as if she was coughing, and could not stop herself for a long time.

As the door of the palace opened and closed, Wen Zhi walked in. Before he could say anything, Jiang Huaiyang said coldly, "Didn't you ask her to go back?" After enduring the snow for a long time, her illness may be even more difficult to recover from.

.

"Back to Your Majesty, Ruan Jieyu is determined not to leave, and my servant can't persuade her."

He was so angry that he laughed. He was obviously the most afraid of the cold, but he was willing to do this for a concubine. If he didn't allow her to come in, would she still kill herself to show him?

He put down his pen and said, "Pass."

Wen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly retreated.

Ruan Yuyi finally stopped coughing and slowly stood up straight. Muxiang helped her put on her cloak and said in a low voice, "Miss, Eunuch Wen is here."

Wen Zhi stepped forward and saluted, "My lord, your majesty summons you to enter the house."

She took a breath, swallowed the itchiness in her throat, and said warmly, "Thank you so much, Eunuch Wen." She won the bet, and he really wouldn't leave her outside.

Wen Zhi waved his hand, how could he dare to accept this thank you? Looking at His Majesty's attitude, as long as this person thinks of him well in the future, it will be enough for him to live the rest of his life happily.

There was a charcoal fire in the hall and it was as warm as a spring day. She stepped across the threshold with her clothes in hand, and the door closed beside her, blocking out the wind and snow.

The new emperor once marched outside, and he had to sleep in the open air in hot summers and cold winters, so he didn't feel cold at the moment, and he only lit a few charcoal fires on weekdays. But if he could bear it, this delicate little lady might not be able to bear it.

So he still asked someone to add charcoal to the fire.

"I have met Your Majesty." She bowed, her voice almost squeezed out from between her lips and teeth.

Although it is not the weather in the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind is already biting my bones and invading my muscles. At this moment, my hands are tightly clasping the already cold sleeve stove, and my feet are numb from the cold.

Jiang Huaiyang originally wanted to keep her cold, but when he saw her, he frowned and took her over, "I want you to go back and stay, why are you so stubborn with me?"

(End of chapter)


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