Murong Qian yelled to the sky and then fell asleep.
Murong Qian, who was in ancient times, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if someone was tearing him open.
But it was only for a moment, so she didn't pay attention to anything.
He left the translation station with Mu Fei and Qingshen, and went to the government office to find Chang Qing.
Let's go to the refugee area to gather together. When we arrive, there are already many people holding tools.
Several people led the people of Jincheng to open up flood channels;
Murong Qian also followed the common people and worked very happily.
Even Nangong Jin, who appeared just now, was attracted by this laughter.
Seeing his queen taking matters into her own hands to open up a flood channel, Nangong Jin was completely puzzled by her behavior;
Murong Qian suddenly wanted to sing, and in her mind she thought of taking a leisurely walk:
The sky and the earth are long, passers-by are in a hurry, the tide rises and falls, grudges and grudges, life and death grow old, how many people can see through it?
The world of mortals is rolling, the infatuation is deep, and there is a time to gather and disperse, leaving half awake and half drunk.
At least I have you following me in my dreams. I bet my youth on tomorrow. You exchanged your true love for this life. Time has brought me countless sorrows.
Why not take a leisurely walk;
The sky and the earth are long, passers-by are in a hurry, the tide rises and falls, grudges and grudges, life and death grow old, how many people can see through it?
The world of mortals is rolling, the infatuation is deep, and there is a time to gather and disperse, leaving half awake and half drunk.
At least I have you following me in my dreams. I bet my youth on tomorrow. You exchange my true love for this life. I don’t know how much sorrow there is in the world over the years. Why not walk away in style!
Nangong Jin sighed for a while, what a world of mortals, full of infatuation and deep love, there is a time to gather and disperse, leaving half sober and half drunk.
After a leisurely walk, Nangong found that he understood Murong Qian less and less.
And Nangong Hao was also filled with admiration, never expecting that the Queen could be like this;
His mother could not do this either.
Xuanyuan Yiche, on the other hand, looked at Murong Qian with a smile. This apprentice of his was really a good queen who loved her country and her people!
The common people listened to Murong Qian's singing and also sang with her. For a time, the entire flood channel was filled with loud singing;
Murong Qian had never done such hard work before, and after a while, several bubbles appeared on his hands.
But she was very satisfied and ignored the pain in her hands and continued to hoe the ground with her hoe.
Nangong Jin also rolled up his sleeves and jumped off the land that the common people had developed.
Picking up the hoe and digging clumsily, Murong Qian smiled faintly. The emperor should have never done these things.
However, he was not on top, but came down to help, which was interesting to him.
Nangong Hao saw that the emperor went to help in person, how could he say that he was watching from above?
It's all the queen's fault for making herself a hard worker.
However, they don’t work and don’t know the suffering of the people. At the end of the day, they all fall apart.
And Murong Qian is not much better, because her hands are now full of bubbles,
Mu Fei was helping her apply medicine, and she was screaming in pain.
Mu Fei was so frightened by her call that Qing Shen paralyzed beside her.
"Ah...it hurts so much, Mu Fei, please be gentle!"
Murong Qian yelled, "Take it easy." Nangong Jin, who had just come over with the medicine, heard him and smiled slightly;
Yang Yan smiled at the emperor for the third time. It seemed that the queen was still very important in the emperor's heart.