After sending Pei Huan away, Song Shuwan sat alone for a long time before she could calm down her surging thoughts.
At this moment, Fei Yuan's shout came into the house: "Prince Princess, it's snowing outside again."
Is it snowing again?
Song Shuwan sighed. The snow in Ningyuan City seemed to be endless. It just stopped and started to snow again within two days. This situation is really confusing. But with the previous foreshadowing, it must be that this time, Ningyuan City will fall.
The people will be much better off.
Just when everyone was thinking this, a news suddenly spread in Ningyuan City the next day - the snow will probably not stop even during the Chinese New Year.
"It's not long before the Chinese New Year, right? If it doesn't stop, the entire Ningyuan City will be completely submerged."
"God, God is not giving us a way to survive. No, we can't wait to die in Ningyuan City. We have to pack our bags and leave quickly."
"Yes, pack your bags and leave."
In the west of the city, Song Shuwan also learned about the changes and news in the outside world from Baicao, and was shocked.
"Now, it will be at least ten days before the Chinese New Year, and it won't stop. How can anyone survive in this city?"
Baicao frowned: "I don't know, but people outside have said so. I heard that some people are already packing their luggage and preparing to leave."
Song Shuwan: "..."
It's impossible for a snowstorm to last for more than ten days, right?
That's what she thought, but Song Shuwan didn't dare to say anything definite. She just turned her mind around and couldn't help but worry about the situation at the inn and Lin Yujun.
"Is there any movement at the inn? And Lin Yujun, will they agree to those people leaving Ningyuan City?"
Baicao said softly: "It's very quiet over there at the inn. As for Lin Yujun, they are sending people to clear the snow there. They haven't made any comments, but judging from their behavior, they should believe the rumors."
Is this really the case?
Song Shuwan felt nervous and stood up several times, but finally sat back down.
Baicao pursed her lips: "Are you worried about the Crown Prince?"
Song Shuwan glanced at her and frowned: "No, I just think that the people in the city..."
At this point, she suddenly paused, and then under Baicao's gaze, she shook her head slightly: "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. You should pay more attention to the situation outside these days, and come back as soon as there are changes."
"yes."
Baicao bowed and left.
Song Shuwan went to the window and looked at the large swaths of snowflakes flying. It was beautiful, but there was also a danger hidden in it.
Will this snow really last until the Chinese New Year?
Time passed three days later, and the snow in Ningyuan City became heavier and heavier, and the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker.
Lin Yujun led the people to clear the snow in the city, trying not to let the snow collapse the houses. But even so, some dilapidated houses were crushed, and the people living in them couldn't even escape.
In the west of the city, Song Shuwan looked at the flying snowflakes, thinking about the people here, and couldn't help but sigh: "Baicao, give some charcoal to the families with children."
Baicao frowned: "Prince Princess, we don't have much charcoal here. If we give it away, if something happens, wouldn't it..."
Song Shuwan interrupted her: "Even if it keeps snowing, we can still survive for a while. Children are innocent, so we should save as much as we can."
Hearing this, Baicao said nothing and turned around to arrange for the secret guards to deliver the charcoal.
That night, many people looked happy, hugging the charcoal falling from the sky, and even burning it was very careful.
Two days later, the snow suddenly stopped, and when the sun emerged, everyone in the city breathed a sigh of relief.
"Great, the snow has finally stopped."
"God bless me, I didn't get into a real crisis!"
"Ah ah ah, boss, what's wrong with you? Wake up, boss..."
"It's not good, many people froze to death in the city!"
The sounds of joy did not last long before they were replaced by cries. Within half an hour, the entire Ningyuan City fell into grief.
In the west of the city, Song Shuwan could not help but feel heavy in her heart as she listened to the cries coming from nearby. The seven days of snow had finally killed people. This was still the west of the city, and in other places, more people might have died.
"Bang bang bang..."
Suddenly, there was a violent banging on the door, followed closely by shouting.
"Come out, Song Shuwan, come out!"
"Why, why, we are all sent here, so many of us have frozen to death, but you can still live well in the house?"
"Come out, Song Shuwan, you have to make amends to the dead!"
All kinds of shouts came into the courtyard, and the heaviness in Song Shuwan's heart was instantly replaced by anger. What does the heavy snowfall have to do with her? Do you still want her to apologize to the dead?
The noise outside became louder and louder, and the courtyard door could not withstand it. It was quickly pushed open by the troublemakers. An San and several secret guards wanted to control the situation, but they were entangled as soon as they showed up.
"Look, there are guards here. Just because she is Prince Pei's woman, can she be exempted from the punishment she deserves?"
"Kill her, and she must pay for her life!"
"Master, you died so miserably..."
Song Shuwan felt her forehead beating non-stop. If she had done nothing and these people came to make trouble, she would never say a word.
But she had tried her best to distribute the charcoal, and yet they still came to make trouble and demand her life. These people...
An San was furious and scolded: "How dare you, why are you making trouble here? My concubine has treated you with all kindness and righteousness. If you really have the guts, you should protect your family instead of making trouble here and asking for compensation from an innocent person."
Life."
"Innocent? How can she be innocent? Wasn't she also sent here? If it weren't for Prince Pei, how could she have lived the good life she has now?"
"They are all prisoners, why should she get preferential treatment because of Crown Prince Pei?"
The crowd was so excited that even the voice of Dark Three could not compete with them.
Seeing the commotion, Song Shuwan pinched her eyebrows and said, "That's enough, don't mess around anymore."
"Are we messing around? It's obvious that you are the ones harming people on purpose. You are both sent here. Why should Lin Yujun treat you differently?"
Several people were talking and wanted to push forward.
Song Shuwan's face turned pale and she subconsciously stepped back.
"enough!"
With a sharp look in his eyes, An San grabbed a man who was making a big fuss out of the crowd, and with a long sword, he put it on his neck.
"If you make trouble again, I will make you pay the price!"
There was silence in the courtyard for a moment.
Soon, a thin voice said: "That person is not a good person. It is useless for you to threaten us with them."
An San sneered and wiped the man's neck directly: "I can kill one, and I can kill the second, who wants to try my sword?"
For a moment, there was deathly silence.
An San didn't stop, he held a sword flower and walked towards the person in front.
This time, before he could take action, the people who crowded into the yard ran back. They were here to cause trouble, but they didn't want to risk their lives.
In an instant, no one in the group was left.
Song Shuwan sighed: "Baicao, drag this person into the house."
