The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Emperor Mingde approached Tang Chujun and asked, "What can I do?"

Tang Chujun lowered his head and dared not look at him, "Just go back to the princess's mansion and rest."

Emperor Mingde smiled and said, "I can't rest."

Tang Chujun's face turned even redder. "Then you serve the porridge, and I'll go inside to help."

Emperor Mingde responded, "Okay."

Tang Chujun turned around and left, and soon came out with a large basket of steamed buns.

In the steaming heat, she looked like a fairy in his eyes.

Eunuch Qi also had tears in his eyes. Oh my god, how could this be the noble lady from the capital? How could this be the delicate sweetheart of his master?

Emperor Mingde looked at Tang Chujun's haggard face, cracked lips, red nose from the cold, and even his rough skin.

He just felt sad, but couldn't help thinking that this was the best-looking Tang Chujun he had ever seen.

I felt that she had lost weight. Her pale face used to be round, but now it was so thin that her chin was pointed.

Emperor Mingde had not agreed to Cen Yuan bringing all the women and children to Chang'an County earlier. But his words were useless, and none of them were willing to return to the capital.

Cen Yuan also wrote back, saying that he had the ability to protect these people. Only by letting Mr. Chu Sheng understand the suffering of the people can he write better articles.

Emperor Mingde agreed with this point.

Judging from the articles Mr. Chu Sheng wrote earlier, they were still very sentimental, mostly about romance and love affairs. The laziness and luxury engraved in the bones of the noble ladies in Beijing permeated between the lines.

The beauty of writing at that time reached its peak. Even the great scholar Huang Wanqian often said that Huang Xingyue's affectation could not match that of Mr. Chu Sheng.

Yet, I always feel like something is missing.

Emperor Mingde knew that something was missing, which was the "meaningful words" he mentioned to her in the letter.

The biggest change in Mr. Chu Sheng this year is that he speaks with substance. Traveling thousands of miles is like reading thousands of books, and all kinds of human life are captured in the ink.

This has made Chu Sheng's new poetry style so popular. Her plain and simple poems are like talking, but they are fascinating.

Mr. Chu Sheng is known as the father of Northern Wing New Poetry, and everyone thought he was a man.

"Don't just stand there and watch, get to work!" Tang Chujun became annoyed and angry when he saw Emperor Mingde staring at his face.

Oh, what's so good about this dirty look?

"Oh." Emperor Mingde smiled and obediently distributed the porridge. But her coquettish look, like that of a young girl, could not be dispelled from his mind.

He was thinking, in the face of the disaster, his mind was full of love, how could he be worthy of the dragon throne, how could he be worthy of the dragon robe?

He lowered his eyebrows and scooped porridge for the people. He occasionally asked about the people's family situations, and his excitement gradually subsided.

There were not enough people to handle the work. The food was always delivered over there but not cooked over here. Tang Chujun thought he needed to add another pot.

She also went into the house to add firewood with an indescribable feeling, then washed her hands and helped make steamed buns.

Whenever she thought about that man busy outside, her heart started beating like a deer.

Tang Chujun's technique of making steamed buns has become very skilled, and it is obvious that he has been helping out over the past few days.

Seeing this, Yu Sujun handed the task of preparing steamed buns and medicinal juice to Eunuch Qi and went to help as well.

It took about another hour before the trip was finally completed.

Tang Chujun looked at the people behind him who had not received food yet with an apologetic look, and wanted to ask them to go to West Street to get it. But when the words came to his lips, he changed them to, "Wait a moment, we will cook a few more pots."

Seeing the exhausted maids, Tang Chujun said, "You guys take a rest, we will do it."

Hong Que's eyes widened immediately. "How can that be possible? The old lady is on stage, and the servants are all resting. What will happen if this gets out?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shi Anxia stepped into the room and said with a smile, "Everyone take a rest. I've brought someone to take over."

As they were talking, Bei Hui and the servants from the princess's mansion came on stage and took over this supply point.

Shi Anxia handed an umbrella to Emperor Mingde and teased with a smile, "Please trouble this gentleman to take Lord Chu back to the princess's mansion."

Tang Chujun blushed again and said angrily, "Xia'er!"

Shi Anxia restrained her smile, but she couldn't hide the smile between her eyebrows and eyes, "My husband will come to pick me up after he finishes his work. Aunt, you have to stay and take charge, otherwise I won't be able to run this business."

Yu Sujun nodded, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to work hard, "Of course, this place can't be without me."

Bei Hui was whispering to Eunuch Qi, "Godfather, are you okay? You must have suffered a lot on the way here."

Eunuch Qi looked at his daughter's hands, which were covered with cuts, and felt very distressed. "I'm fine. You should take care of yourself and don't do everything yourself."

Bei Hui said, "My wife and old lady have both come to the scene in person. How can I still hide behind them? Godfather, how about you come and help me add some fuel?"

"Okay!" Eunuch Qi ran out to report to Emperor Mingde, but he couldn't find anyone.

Hey, so you think he's an eyesore!

In the snow, Emperor Mingde held an umbrella for Tang Chujun and asked, "Are you tired?"

Tang Chujun didn't act pretentiously and answered him, "I'm tired."

Not to mention working, just standing in the wind and snow for hours doing nothing would be exhausting.

She explained, "We have sufficient food supplies, so there is no need to worry. We are just short of manpower. The garrison is busy with disaster relief, and some are working with the Ministry of Works to repair houses. It's cold, so we can't live in tents outside."

Emperor Mingde nodded and asked, "How many points are there for distributing porridge?"

Tang Chujun shook her head, "There are four markets in the east, south, west and north, but there are too many people in Chang'an County City, so we can't supply them all." Finally, she added, "Don't worry, Xia'er is already arranging for more supply points."

Emperor Mingde pondered and said, "First, repair the people's kitchens and put rice and dough in them directly."

Tang Chujun nodded, "Yuan'er said the same thing. The Ministry of Works is currently repairing it. The disaster was too severe, but fortunately people were evacuated in time, so not many people died."

As the two of them walked, Tang Chujun reported the disaster he knew about along the way.

Finally, she looked up and saw Emperor Mingde staring at her with burning eyes, and hurriedly wiped her face with her hands, "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Emperor Mingde's voice was filled with such tenderness, "Jun'er, besides these, do you have anything else to tell me?"

This was the first time he was distracted while listening to something important.

Tang Chujun's face flushed instantly. He hadn't stuttered when he was talking about the disaster just now, but now he held back for a long time before finally saying, "Your Majesty, you've lost weight."

"Really?" Emperor Mingde's eyes fell on her face. "That's what I wanted to say. How can I still call you 'little fatty' if you're like this?"

Tang Chujun lowered his head quickly, "Don't stare at my face. It's ugly!"

Emperor Mingde suddenly raised his umbrella horizontally to cover their faces. He whispered, "Look at the snow..."

She raised her head in response and felt a shadow gathering over her.

He couldn't help it, he leaned over and kissed her cracked lips, a hint of tenderness escaped from her lips, "Not ugly, very beautiful..."