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It was unexpected for Chu Xiongjie to close the mountain with heavy snow. Chu Xiongjie realized something was wrong within five days of the blizzard, and immediately ordered the guards to prepare to go down the mountain. What, walking down the mountain again, if one accidentally stepped on the air, he would fall into the heavy snow, either fall off the cliff or freeze to death.

But Chu Xiongjie was very impatient, he pondered for a moment and then led people out of the mountain, the host sighed in his heart, sighed that the emperor of Qi had a lot of things to do, and he couldn't delay for a few days, he was not a foolish king.

What the host said was right, Chu Xiongjie and his party went down the mountain, although they were very careful, and the speed was extremely slow, but the blizzard disturbed the sight, the snow was deep enough to the thigh, and the guards who cleared the way in front accidentally fell into the snow and disappeared in the blink of an eye The figure, Chu Xiongjie squatted down to investigate the snowy road where the guards disappeared. He must have accidentally fallen on the side of the road and landslides. The snow didn't seem to stop, and if it kept falling like this, even if Chu Xiongjie had experienced all kinds of harsh environments on the battlefield, it would be difficult for him to return to the palace safely.

If he didn't want to, he could only return to Xiangguo Temple.

Half a month later, the snow stopped. Chu Xiongjie looked at the snow-covered land, his brows were tightly frowned, the Qi State might be in trouble for such a harsh winter, but he was not in the palace at this time, but was trapped here It really shouldn't be, although Chu Xiongjie is not worried about changes in the court, but he can't bear to see the people of Qi country freeze to death.

Fortunately, there were plenty of charcoal fires in the palace, which was more than enough to withstand the cold winter. Chu Xiongjie turned the thumb on his thumb behind his back. Although he couldn't receive any news from the palace, he didn't have to worry too much about anyone getting cold.

The sky was fine, and the white sun was hanging in the sky. Chu Xiongjie led his people to open a road down the mountain. When they reached the mountainside, they met the army who came to meet him. The general welcomed Chu Xiongjie back to the palace.

Half a month away from the court, memorials piled up like a mountain, disaster reports from all over the country were reported one after another, Chu Xiongjie was so busy that the court meeting was so dry, he discussed state affairs with the ministers for several days and nights, and only slept for two or three nights An hour later, with the state affairs at hand, Chu Xiongjie put the matter of Changning Xuan behind him, and heard from Hu Bao that Zhuo Yu was fine after giving birth, but Chang Ning Xuan caught fire half a month ago, and Wei Guiren's appearance was damaged, so he couldn't avoid it However, after seeing it, Dr. Zhang said that the wound was not serious. After it was healed, it was supplemented with beauty cream, and the appearance would return to its original appearance after a few years.In this way, Chu Xiongjie seemed to think that it was not a big deal, so he did not set foot in the harem and concentrated on disaster relief.

After the disaster situation stabilized, two months had passed, and Hu Bao sent up the plaques of the various concubines in the harem, Chu Xiongjie glanced at him, but he didn't see Zhuo Yu, and asked softly, "Your Wei's face is not healed yet? "

Hu Bao hesitated for a moment, then said: "Back to the emperor, in fact, after the fire, Wei Guiren not only hurt his face, but the smoke also smoked his throat, plus the pain of losing his son, Wei Guiren has never seen anyone. Out of the ten times, the nobleman only met twice, so the wound on his face has not healed. Besides, the imperial doctor also said that the wound on the nobleman's face is a little scary, and it is inconvenient to see people. I got Wei Guiren's brand."

After hearing this, Chu Xiongjie's face was gloomy, and he broke down: "Why did you say these things until now? You are all very powerful, and you are here to be the master of the widow?"

Hu Bao was so frightened that he plopped and fell to his knees: "The emperor calms down, how dare the slave be the master of the emperor, the slave is just seeing that the disaster relief is extremely urgent, and absolutely dare not bother the emperor with these trivial matters, and Wei Guiren is too sad, who I haven't seen it, and I have never asked someone to invite the emperor, so...so the slave didn't say that it was the slave who neglected his duty, and I asked the emperor to punish him."

"You said that the widow has been back for so long, and he has never sent anyone to invite the widow?" Chu Xiongjie asked, his tone a bit gloomy.

"Yes... yes..." Hu Bao swallowed.

Chu Xiongjie stood up from his seat, walked out with a flick of his sleeves, and Hu Bao hurriedly followed.

Chu Xiongjie didn't call out the sedan chair, he walked quickly towards Changningxuan, Hu Bao trotted behind Chu Xiongjie, Hu Bao was the chief eunuch Chu Xiongjie picked from the House of Internal Affairs, before that, he was just an inconspicuous The eunuch, but he didn't expect Chu Xiongjie to fall in love with him because of his character of observing words and expressions, and he became the most powerful eunuch in the palace. It is also because of Hu Bao's ability to observe words and expressions, how could he not see Chu Xiongjie At this moment, the fire was simmering in his heart, he was afraid that he would send a message to Wei Guiren in Changningxuan.

After the Changning Pavilion caught fire, it was just refurbished hastily. At this time, the whole country was in the snowstorm, so there should be no waste. Compared with other palaces in the palace, it is very dilapidated and desolate.

Chu Xiongjie took a closer look, only to find that the bedroom where Zhuo Yu usually rested was also rebuilt, and he guessed that the fire must have involved this place. In an instant, Chu Xiongjie's anger could not be contained. He only knew that the Changning Pavilion caught fire once, but I didn't know it was such a big fire, and I didn't know that Zhuo Yu's sleeping hall was also affected by the fire... Besides, in the Changning Pavilion, the pillars of the sleeping hall are all new, it must be the most violent part of the fire, Chu Xiongjie turned around and kicked Kicking Hu Bao, he shouted sharply: "You bastard, why don't you report such a big matter?"

Hu Bao was kicked in the waist and abdomen by Chu Xiongjie, and fell to the ground in an instant, but he didn't dare to lie on the ground for too long, he quickly endured the severe pain, got up and knelt on the ground and replied: "Go back to the emperor, I have reported that the emperor at that time I am discussing disaster relief with the prime minister and other adults, and after hearing that Mrs. Wei is fine, I just asked people to rebuild Changning Xuan."

When Hu Bao reminded him, Chu Xiongjie remembered that he was so busy at that time. After the snowstorm, apart from disaster relief, Wu Jun Xiaoguo also became dishonest on the border of Qi State. Chu Xiongjie really didn't have the energy to worry about these things at that time. ...Besides, some thoughts in his heart were difficult to calm down at that time, so he also subconsciously avoided matters related to Changning Pavilion...Chu Xiongjie was too lazy to blame Hu Bao, and walked into Changning Pavilion eagerly.

After entering, I found that there were not many servants in the Changning Pavilion, and it was very deserted. Hu Bao covered his stomach and went up to explain: "After the fire, many palace people were burned to death, leaving only two or three servants. , the Ministry of Internal Affairs wanted to pick someone to send them over, but Mrs. Wei refused all of them."

Chu Xiongjie's expression was not very good. He went up the steps and pushed away the rebuilt bedroom.

Although charcoal was lit in the room, it didn't feel warm, only better than outside. Behind the screen, the back of a man appeared in front of Chu Xiongjie. He sat on the mahogany chair in front of the window with loose hair, looking very thin.

Chu Xiongjie stood still, his eyes darkened, and his voice was cold: "Who are you?"