How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

"Hey, wake up."

In the carriage, Gu Lao put his hands on his official sleeves and looked at Su Qinghe who was waking up.

He went to the Jiantian Division to pick up someone, but unexpectedly saw Su Qinghe, whose face was covered in blood and unconscious. He quickly called for the imperial physician to save him.

After learning that he had just fainted from exhaustion, he packed up the unconscious Su Qinghe and put him on the carriage.

"This is……"

Feeling the vibration of the carriage, Su Qinghe began to panic.

Is he going to be sent back to the Su family?

Because he didn't meet His Highness's expectations? Was His Highness disappointed in him?

Doesn't he want him anymore?

Tears instantly overflowed from his eyes and flowed down his handsome face. Su Qinghe really liked the Tianshi Division and the Ministry of Works. He was respected and recognized here. He found something he was good at, but such days seemed to be stolen. He had to return to where he belonged in the end...

He was such a failure. He was not good enough, so he was eliminated and rejected...

He can't do anything right...

The tears were like pearls that had broken off the string. Before they could even fall on the official robe, they were already so cold that it felt like falling into an ice cave. Gu Lao looked at the young man who bit his lips and held back his tears even though he was crying, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In fact, he could see that there was something wrong with the child's temperament.

But he felt that peaceful time would always wear away the pain of the past, just like the spanking he received from the Second Prince. Even if it left scars, the pain would disappear. People still had to look forward to live up to their future lives.

"Don't cry, you are already an official, what can you do?" Gu Lao shook his head and said helplessly, "When we get to Liaozhou, if the Second Prince sees that you have cried your eyes out, I don't know how he will scold and blame an old man like me."

Maybe she would start crying, making a fuss, and even threaten to commit suicide, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Give me back my lovely Su Qinghe, wuwuwu!"

Gu Lao shuddered in horror, then quickly kicked the image out of his mind.

Su Qinghe stopped crying and looked up blankly: "The Second Prince is in Liaozhou? When did he go there?"

"Yes." Gu Lao nodded, "Don't you know? His Highness asked to go to Liaozhou to rescue Lord Shen, and it has been more than half a month now. He wrote to me and asked me to take you to Liaozhou to make some ice sculptures. You are very skillful, so when the time comes, I will teach you the art of carving."

Su Qinghe suddenly burst into laughter, sniffling as he cried and laughed, "I thought, I thought..."

The Second Prince doesn't want him anymore...

After wiping the tears from his face, Su Qinghe realized, "Save Lord Shen? What happened to Lord Shen?"

"It seems that he was kidnapped by mountain bandits, but I heard that he has been rescued." Gu Lao rarely attended court, and he learned the news from other officials. "Anyway, it's okay. Take a rest during these days of traveling. The imperial physician said that you are overworked and need to rest for a few days. Don't read anymore."

Su Qinghe nodded obediently. Knowing that Xie Chengze did not abandon him but just left Beijing in a hurry, he finally swept away the haze of the past, raised his hand and gently pushed open the curtain of the carriage.

Looking around, the outside was covered in white snow, just like his mood at the moment, suddenly bright and clear.

Your Highness, Qinghe really wants to see you.

Qinghe wants to make some snacks for you.

……

"Why is this crappy dessert so difficult to make?"

In the woodshed, Shen Yuan looked at the steamed rice cake in the steamer that was beyond recognition, and couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows which were already covered with flour.

Whether in his past life or this life, he had eaten snacks made by Su Qinghe, so he naturally knew that the snacks made by the other party were so delicious and beautiful that it was normal for Xie Chengze, the little glutton who loved sweets, to keep craving for them.

I just didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Even if it just looks better...

Shen Yuan could almost imagine how mercilessly Xie Chengze would laugh if he handed these cakes to that guy.

Should I buy ready-made cakes?

I made it myself, so I really can’t show it off.

Shen Yuan grabbed a piece of the cake and put it between his lips to taste it. It tasted quite good and not terrible, but it was obviously far from the quality of Su Qinghe's cooking and could easily be compared to bran.

Forget it, just feed it to the dog.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuan stuffed another piece into his mouth.

After destroying all traces of making pastries in the woodshed, Shen Yuan wrapped the rotten pastries in a bag cloth and prepared to eat them as lunch while leading the standing army to clear the snow on the official road. Then he met Xie Chengze who was going out.

Xie Chengze didn't seem to be abnormal. He said hello to Shen Yuan and went about his own business.

Shen Yuan was silent for a moment. He really wanted to ask Xie Chengze if he had seen the rabbit ice lantern he left behind, but when he saw that Xie Chengze had no intention of mentioning the rabbit ice lantern, he suddenly felt a little angry.

Why should I be the only one to be the dog?

Shen Yuan quickly untied the bag on his body, pulled off a piece of cake, and stuffed it into Xie Chengze's mouth.

Let’s be dogs together!

The man tied the bag cloth, turned around and went down the mountain in a menacing manner.

Xie Chengze:?

What's wrong with you so early in the morning?

He chewed the soft cake in his mouth and found it quite sweet. When did the firewood room make such a delicious thing? Why didn’t they send him some to eat?

The greedy Xie Chengze ran to the woodshed in a hurry, but found nothing there, not even any trace of making noodles.

Could it be that Shen Yuan was eating secretly behind his back?

He can't be so stingy!

Xie Chengze smacked his lips, savoring the rare sweetness in his mouth.

Forget it, let’s get down to business first!

Xie Chengze was busy and secretive, and was often missing. With the arrival of the first snowstorm, heavy snow poured towards the mountains and counties like thick clouds and fog, covering the houses and the ground with a thick blanket of snow, making it difficult to move.

The coal mining operation stopped and the villages began to call for snow clearing. With heated kangs and relief food, the snowstorm seemed less desperate. The people went out with high morale to sweep the snow and clear the snow on the houses to prevent casualties from house collapse in the middle of the night.

The "freshly-baked" standing army and coal-digging bandits were also forced to get up and work, taking shifts to push the snow on the official road to the sides so as not to delay the arrival of the second wave of relief grain.

On the Hunhe ice rink.

Xie Chengze looked at the snow-covered glacier and couldn't help rubbing his eyes. He was obviously not used to the endless snow.

Suddenly, a thin and soft black veil wrapped around his eyes from behind, then gently went around the tips of his ears and wrapped around the back of his head, leaving a light and slight tightening force. A pair of slender, cold white hands tied the black veil tightly, and finally tied it into an extremely beautiful bow.

Xie Chengze turned his head and fell into a pair of slender and sharp black eyes.