Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

As soon as this sentence comes out, you know the ending.

There were a few more stools in the imperial garden. A concubine suggested going to the pavilion over there, but she silently shut her mouth after meeting the emperor's gaze.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was already afternoon. In winter, it was getting dark early, and it was getting cold quickly. Blow after blow of cold wind came, accompanied by fluttering snowflakes and darker and darker sky , everyone present except Mu Ciwan was sneezing one after another.

Those concubines are the ladies of rich families. How could they have suffered so much? When the cold wind blows, their weak bodies can't bear it. At first, they can bear it, but then they tremble behind. Even the carefully drawn makeup can't cover them up. His face was pale, and he bit his lip to hold on, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

The emperor is not much better, he has been in a deficit for so many years, and he has taken off his clothes to protect his face from the lack of exercise all the year round, and now he feels like he is frozen to death.

Looking down from the plum blossoms, I felt my eyes were in a trance. Mu Ciwan was still counting the petals in boredom, thinking about the possibility of making red plums and winter plums into dried flowers, when the emperor said in a hoarse voice, "It's my old man. I can't compare to you young man."

"Where, it's just that I have experienced colder weather, so these are nothing."

Mu Ciwan replied with a smile, and said it unintentionally.

"Your Majesty, the plum blossoms are almost finished. It's better to go back to the bedroom first. It's cold and the dragon's body is the most important thing."

The queen's soft voice interrupted the two who wanted to continue their conversation. The emperor glanced at her, then at Mu Ciwan, and then nodded, "Forget it, let's go back to the bedroom first."

Hearing this, the maids and eunuchs quickly put on the cloaks for the emperor, and the group walked back in a mighty manner.

"You just said that you have experienced colder weather." He waved his hand to block the concubine who wanted to speak, and the emperor looked at Mu Ciwan who was walking a little behind.

"Father has never seen it before. The winter in Mobei is covered with silver, and the sky and the earth are all white. The hot water that is poured out can turn into ice in an instant, not to mention the strong wind. The soldiers stationed at the border may not die in battle." The battlefield, but quietly eroded away by the cold one night."

Mu Ciwan spoke slowly, her voice was so low that people couldn't help but immerse themselves in it and shuddered.

"I remember that supplies are distributed every year."

The emperor said in a deep voice.

"Father, the water in the teapot may still be hot when poured into the cups, but how many more cups should I change?"

So far, the emperor understands the rest.

"No wonder you wrote a letter asking me to bring some food and clothing when I send someone to pick you up."

Mu Ciwan lowered her eyes. Her original words were to exchange her property for some clothes and food to buy the things of the soldiers. She almost emptied her family. She had to get it back from the emperor, otherwise the master would suffer along with her in the future. up.

"Guarding the frontier is what they should do, and they should be honored for it."

A concubine's voice came in abruptly, artificially, as if to attract the emperor's attention.

Mu Ciwan looked at the voice, and really couldn't remember which concubine it was, but it didn't affect her face stained with anger, and said sharply: "It's their honor to live in a happy country, no matter how bad it is To die in battle, not to freeze to death in the wilderness because some people enrich themselves."

Every word is straight to the heart.

The concubine was frightened by Mu Ciwan's attitude. She intended to attract Mu Ciwan's attention. She turned her head to look at other people, but only saw the faint sarcasm in their eyes, which was fleeting.

"It's the concubine's fault, it's the concubine's lack of knowledge."

The emperor said coldly: "Let's all go down, Concubine Lan has nothing to say, and she will be confined for two months."

"promise."

Sensing that the emperor was in a bad mood, no one dared to say contradictory words.

Between every word and sentence, he had already arrived at the bedroom, Mu Ciwan didn't go in, and the emperor stood at the door, his gratified eyes fell on Mu Ciwan: "Yongning, you have grown up."

Mu Ciwan smiled, "Father is serious, but I just saw something that the capital has never seen before."

"I will ask someone to send some more food and grass over there."

"Now it's the season of wind and snow. A few days later, let's find a sunny time, and the speed will be faster."

The emperor said to himself.

Mu Ciwan flattered him at the right time, and said: "Father is wise, and my son will retire first."

As for how much disturbance today's actions will cause in the court, that's not what Mu Ciwan should think about now.

After all, there are some deeply rooted corrupt officials who will protect themselves no matter what. Most of the people dealt with this time are scapegoats.

She is really not interested in these.

Holding an umbrella, the palace lady followed her, followed her all the way to the bedroom, looking at the cold snow scene outside, Mu Ciwan stroked the warm jade on his wrist, sighed slightly, it was already half a day. I haven't seen him for a month, and I don't know how Master is doing.

I hope that after Yan Mingyuan is transferred, Qiu Cimu will not be so troubled.

The order to transfer Yan Mingyuan came with the arrival of food and grass. This time, the Imperial Forest Army, which was personally selected by the emperor, was in charge of escorting the food and grass. Just after the end of a war, Qiu Cimu was wounded in the abdomen, and the blood seeped out as soon as he moved. Bandages, so it was the lieutenant who received them.

The lieutenant general's arm was also injured, but it wasn't that serious, and the person in charge was brought into the main tent to meet with Qiu Cimu.

"Didn't the imperial court just send food and grass? Why did it come again?"

The deputy general looked at them in front of him and asked.

The person in charge smiled, "Before, it was Princess Yongning who bought her own property in exchange for food and grass. This time, Princess Yongning got it after she responded to the Holy Spirit."

"Princess Yongning?"

The deputy general murmured, and suddenly stared at Qiu Cimu with wide eyes, isn't this Wu Wan?

So all of this was done by Wu Wan, no, Princess Yongning?

Qiu Cimu was obviously a little bit taken aback, but he quickly adjusted his mood, had a brief chat with the person in charge, and when he learned that he was going to transfer Yan Mingyuan away, he asked the deputy general to lead him to find Yan Mingyuan.

The person in charge handed a letter to Qiu Cimu before leaving. Neither of them said much, but Qiu Cimu knew who the letter was written in an instant, and silently accepted the letter in his arms. , he coughed lightly.

When the deputy general led the people in charge to find Yan Mingyuan, he was kneeling on the snow outside, and no one who passed by even looked at him.

The wind was still howling, snow soaked his knees, and his face was as stubborn as ever.

"This is?" The principal didn't expect such a scene, he looked at the lieutenant in a daze for a while, and got a cold snort from the lieutenant.

"Originally, the casualties in this war could have been reduced a little bit, and the victory was certain. It was because he refused to obey the command and charged stubbornly, which almost caused the failure of the battle. If the general did not turn the tide, you might not see so many people today."

As he spoke, he pointed to the soldiers who were busy unloading the rations.