Pei Jiufeng didn't dream anymore.
This made him a little disappointed, but also a little relieved.
He really didn't know how to face Wang Dachun.
He was ashamed of her, ashamed of seeing her. It would be best if we could never see each other again. It was enough for him to know that she was doing well.
He lost the game against the monster.
That monster was good at attacking the mind, which made him retreat every step of the way and compromise again and again.
But he wasn't angry because he got something precious—
He was treated and cared for sincerely by Wang Dachun.
Although her care is not gentle and delicate. She would cut him, beat him, scold him, and even abandon him, but she also raised him as best she could, never fought with him for a bite, and took care of him all night when he was sick.
No one has ever been so kind to him.
He was under Wang Dagen's light, or you can say he was under the demon's light. He became Wang Dagen in his dream and enjoyed her care.
This is exactly why he said that demons are good at attacking the mind.
He knew that he was being calculated, but he still stepped in, and he was convinced that he lost without any resentment.
The weather is getting colder day by day.
When winter came, the eunuchs and maidservants in the palace all changed into cotton clothes.
Pei Jiufeng sometimes goes down the court and walks through the long palace road, paying attention to the busy palace people going back and forth. The eunuchs are okay, he doesn't pay much attention, but his eyes often fall on the maid.
Cotton clothes make their figures a bit bloated, not as light and slender as in autumn.
All of them have ruddy complexions, combed their black and shiny hair buns, and the wrists and necks that are occasionally exposed are all white and delicate.
At least, compared with Wang Dachun, it is smooth and soft.
The innumerable scars on Wang Dachun's hands, which Wang Dachun often did rough work, flashed before his eyes, making Pei Jiufeng's heart ache slightly.
Did she buy cotton clothes
He couldn't stop worrying. According to what he knew about her, she was so picky that she could spend money without spending money. He was worried that she would not only be reluctant to buy cotton clothes, but would even go out every day to pick up rotten vegetable leaves and grab food scraps that were not wanted by restaurants.
Thinking of this, his heart ached slightly.
What can he do for her? Otherwise, why don't you transfer a parent officer who cares about the common people
Do whatever comes to mind.
But Pei Jiufeng soon discovered that this matter was not easy. Qing County is a disaster-stricken place, and the area is poor, so officials will be transferred there, unless someone offends him, he will demote people far away.
If an official is demoted, will he still be a parent official conscientiously
After this hesitation, another few days passed.
On this day, Pei Jiufeng was depressed and went to the back garden to relax.
He saw beauties in groups.
He hadn't killed anyone for a long time, and the beauties in the harem became more courageous and dared to come out and walk around.
Seeing him, he was no longer as afraid as before, hesitated for a moment, and went forward to salute.
"See Your Majesty."
Pei Jiufeng looked down at the beauties kneeling on the ground.
They are very young, the youngest is no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, exactly the same age as Hua'er.
Gold, silver, pearls and jade are worn in the hair, and brocade clothes are worn on the body, and the crow's soft and bright brocade-like long hair hangs behind her.
He also saw that although they were wearing cotton padded clothes, they did not look bloated because of their exquisite tailoring and good materials, which only brought out their beauty and freshness.
His throat rolled a few times, and he couldn't help pinching his fingers.
Resist the urge to get angry.
"Go away," he said.
The beauties suddenly trembled, hurriedly kowtowed, and replied tremblingly: "Yes."
They climbed up, didn't care to look up, supported each other, and fled with the hem of their skirts.
I was afraid that if I ran too slowly, I would be left behind and killed.
The hairpin fell to the ground, and I didn't even bother to look back to pick it up. But in an instant, he ran away without a trace.
Pei Jiufeng closed his eyes lightly and took a breath.
His palms were clenched into fists, and then loosened.
If there is anything in his hand at this moment, it must be smashed to the ground!
Why!
They don't do anything every day, they are all raised in the palace with rich clothes and fine food, why!
Why does Wang Dachun have to pick up rotten vegetables and leaves to eat every day, without even a cotton coat!
"Designation."
Back in the imperial study, he said in a deep voice.
None of the beauties in the harem were left behind, they were all kicked out of the palace!
Shaoyin also got the news.
After all, she is also one of the beauties in the harem.
"Yinyin, you are leaving the palace!" The system said happily, "If you leave the palace, you will not be involved in the plot, and you can live it however you want!"
In another year and a half, it is time for the plot to officially begin.
If Shaoyin stays in the palace, the system will inevitably worry about her making troubles, after all, she likes making troubles.
She can go out of the palace, she doesn't have to die, and it won't affect the plot, it kills two birds with one stone!
But Shaoyin begged to see Pei Jiufeng and said, "I would like to stay and serve the emperor."
"Why are you staying here?!" Huihui was in a hurry, "You look so good-looking and you can dance, how can you feel better after leaving the palace! Don't think about it, the palace will be the world of the heroine in the future, and it is impossible for a tyrant to keep other people. The woman is in the palace! If you don't leave now, the male partner will rebel in the future, and you will be killed!"
How could there be other women around the hero
Even if it is placed as a decoration, it will not work.
In the script, many beauties in the harem died under the sword of the rebel army led by the male supporting role.
Perhaps, not just the rebels. The sword has no eyes, and I am afraid that the hero's people also contributed.
"Do you want to work for Gu?" Pei Jiufeng looked at the Yingying girl standing below, not as disgusted as she was for other beauties, because she had painted him graffiti in the abyss, she didn't invite favor, she just wanted to please him. No one doesn't want to be flattered, of course Pei Jiufeng also enjoys this, "Apart from painting, what else can you do?"
"Do everything the emperor asks me to do." Shaoyin said, raised her head, her eyes were bright, firm and bright, "The court, the harem, big and small things, hidden stakes, secret agents... I will do whatever the emperor tells me."
Pei Jiufeng was very surprised when he heard this: "You know a lot."
"I just want to serve the emperor." Shaoyin replied.
Pei Jiufeng didn't ask her why she wanted to work. Not for fame, but for profit, and you can't escape the two.
"Yes." He nodded.
Shaoyin happily bowed down: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Withdrew and happily returned to the palace.
There was a gray and worried voice in his head: "Yinyin, what are you going to do?"
"Do you think Wang Dachun's siblings are suffering?" Shaoyin asked it.
Huihui replied: "Bitter."
"Do you think the people in Qing county are suffering?" She asked again.
Huihui paused for a moment, and replied, "Bitter."
"Are the people in the three southwest counties suffering?"
Huihui: "..."
"What are you going to do?" it asked puzzled.
Shaoyin replied: "I have been a queen, a queen mother, and once ruled the world, so you take me as an occupational disease criminal."
Huihui: "..."
Believe her to be a ghost.
But what she wants to do, it can't stop it at all.
Not to persuade, anyway persuasion is in vain.
Pei Jiufeng didn't tell Shaoyin anything for a while, but only drove the other beauties out of the palace.
When the other beauties learned that Shaoyin hadn't left the palace, they didn't envy her at all. They all thought she was stupid—the emperor doesn't like women at all, so a fool thinks that he can be favored!
The palace became much cleaner all of a sudden, to Pei Jiufeng.
At least those who made him unhappy are gone.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and as the twelfth lunar month enters, the sky gradually snows.
The snow fell for a day and a night, and the entire palace was covered in white. Thick snow accumulated on the eaves, branches, and ground.
The palace people were busy clearing the snow, Pei Jiufeng stood under the eaves and watched. He had excellent eyesight and could see the palace people sweating profusely from exhaustion, so he couldn't help feeling worried.
Is it snowing in Qing County too? Did Wang Dachun buy a quilt? If it snows, their original quilts will not be able to keep out the cold.
That night, he lay on the bed, struggling for a while, finally gritted his teeth and said: "Please send me to sleep!"
He was worried.
He is going to see her.
For a long time, there was no movement.
Pei Jiufeng's heart sank, and he yelled in his heart: "I want to sleep alone! Send alone to dream!"
When he was about to shout out, he felt a familiar wave of water rushing through his body.
Pei Jiufeng closed her eyes happily, waiting to fall asleep.
But in an instant, he noticed a change.
The air became cold, without the smell of incense, nor the warmth of burning charcoal, he was almost sent into the ice cave from a place as warm as spring in an instant.
Pei Jiufeng's heart trembled, but his body didn't, because his body was already frozen.
As soon as he moved, a sharp pain came from his leg, which shocked Pei Jiufeng!
Immediately sat up, lifted the quilt, and looked at his legs.
He clearly remembered that Wang Dagen's leg had been broken for nearly three months, and it should be healed!
However, why is it still tightly tied, and the pain is unbearable? !
"Dachun?!" he called.
There was silence all around, as if he was the only one in the house, he subconsciously shouted.
After realizing what he had done, he tightened his body, clenched his fists, and his throat became hard. After a pause, he regained his courage and called again: "Dachun? Dachun?"
After a while, no one answered, he knew that Wang Dachun was not at home.
Where did she go on such a cold day
The pain in the leg was terrible, otherwise he would have gone out to look for it.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that there was pain on his forehead, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, and immediately gritted his teeth in pain: "Hiss!"
The pain didn't matter, he soon found that his arm also hurt. Rolling up his sleeves, he saw patches of blue bruises on his arms. Anger rose in his chest, his chest heaved violently, and then he felt pain in his stomach. With a sullen face, he lifted up his clothes, and saw almost all bruises on his chest and stomach.
His face completely sank.
Who hit Wang Dagen? !
Wang Dagen is already like this, what about Wang Dachun
Although she is not a gentle sister, she is a sister who loves her younger brother. Wang Dagen was beaten like this, what about her? Isn't it more serious? Thinking of this, he panicked!
Regardless of the pain in his leg, he struggled to get out of bed.
As soon as he walked around, he felt weak and weak. This feeling was familiar to him, and it was caused by often not eating enough.
A heart sank to the bottom.
When he left last time, Wang Dachun held twenty taels of silver in his hand, and later his confidant gave Wang and Li two silvers as compensation, it should be more. It was enough for her to pay off her debts, buy things for the winter, and get through this winter in peace.
Something must have happened.
He was in a hurry, but one of his injured legs couldn't move much, he was anxious and angry, and he was already sweating from the pain as soon as he moved to the door.
He didn't care to wipe it, and moved out bit by bit. Holding on to the door frame with one hand, he moved out of the house, and saw a figure lying upside down by the stove in the yard, his eyes widened instantly, and his heart was torn apart: "Dachun?!"
There was still a fire burning in the stove, and the firewood was crumbling at the mouth of the stove. As long as Pei Jiufeng came out at night, sparks would fall on Wang Dachun's body, and the consequences would be disastrous!
Pei Jiufeng was so anxious that he couldn't even care about the pain in his leg. He dragged his injured leg and jumped up and down to the stove. He didn't care about the burning of his hands, bent down and slapped away the falling sparks, and then grabbed Wang Dachun's arm. Move back with difficulty.
Her body was soft, which made Pei Jiufeng somewhat relieved, at least she was still alive.
Far away from the stove, he finally noticed the sharp pain in his leg, and he almost fainted for a while. Taking a breath, he sat down slowly, put the injured leg in order, then lifted Wang Dachun's head, and patted her face lightly: "Dachun? Wang Dachun?"
She was flushed and hot to the touch.
Not being roasted, but having a fever. Pei Jiufeng regretted it in his heart, why did he come now? If he had come earlier, knowing what happened to them, he could have avoided them.
And very scared. If he was careless, thinking that there was no one at home, and lay still on the bed, when would he find Wang Dachun
He shook his hands and patted Wang Dachun's face lightly, but Wang Dachun didn't respond at all, he was already in a coma from fever.
Only then did Pei Jiufeng realize that she was wearing a cotton padded jacket that was so short that her wrists were exposed, and was so thin that there was almost no cotton. There are patches all over the place, and there are still a few small holes that have been scratched, but they have not been patched.
With so little clothes on, how could it not be damaged by freezing
He gritted his teeth, stood up, and dragged her into the room.
He had a broken leg, and it was difficult for him to walk by himself, let alone drag an unconscious man.
Pei Jiufeng didn't even know how he dragged him in.
Once inside the house, he lost his strength. His whole body was weak, and his legs were shaking. With a sigh of relief, he moved to the side of the bed, tore off the quilt, and then moved to Wang Dachun's side step by step, wrapping her up.
He had no way to hug her to bed, so he could only take off the quilt.
"Dachun?" He called her again, and saw that she was unconscious, lying motionless on the ground, her little face was flushed red, and she felt thinner than before, her heart seemed to be pinched, and she was in pain shake.
After settling her down, he dragged his injured leg and moved out of the house again, walked to the stove, looked at the stove that had not been extinguished, sat down, and slowly filled it with firewood.
Something is cooking in the pot.
When you smell it, you know it's not a good thing.
However, if there are good things at home, Wang Dachun will not be reluctant to cook for his brother.
His throat was choked, and his eye sockets were hot. When his vision gradually blurred, he raised the back of his hand and wiped his eyes.
Pick up the firewood and continue to fill it in.
Now there is a hot mouth, which can save Wang Dachun's life.