Rebirth and the Pro-Queen

Five days have passed, and simple wooden houses have been built on this open grassland, and every household of the victims has been properly resettled.

At noon, the smoke from the kitchen was curling up in the air, and the fragrance was overflowing. The victims, regardless of rich or poor, lined up in five long queues in an orderly manner, serving food one by one in front of the pot. Everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

Ling Yuexi changed into a long skirt, wearing simple red light clothes, wearing homemade leather black boots, took off her bun and tied her ponytail with a red ribbon, and went to Yujiang Juetikou with Xiao Mojue and Si Nan to investigate the situation and draw a picture in person After researching and finally deciding on a plan, like when the public announced it, they all prostrated themselves on the ground, thanking Xie De.

Ling Yuexi was a legend in their hearts before, but now, she is a goddess in their hearts.

Originally, it was discussed that the construction would start on the second day, but it started to rain miserably.

When Yan'er came back from fetching water, seeing Ling Yuexi was still concentrating on writing and drawing at the table, she dissuaded her: "Madam, you stay up all night like this every day, how can your body bear it, you should rest early."

Ling Yuexi put down her pen, rubbed her temples with both hands, looked tired, turned to Yan'er with a faint smile, and sighed: "Seeing the expectations of the people in Huai'an for me, how can I sleep... but you, you have lost a lot of weight .”

Yan'er's eyes became hot, she turned around and poured a glass of water in front of Ling Yuexi.

"My maidservant is fine, I just feel distressed seeing my mother working so hard, my maiden, this servant has something to say, it's not worth saying."

"Hehe, although you and I are master and servant, we are as close as sisters. If there is anything to be cautious about, it doesn't matter what you say."

Ling Yuexi took a sip of tea, leaned against the cushion, and smiled.

"Your Majesty, Yan'er feels that the King Regent's eyes on your Majesty are very strange. It seems to be a very distressed look. Your Majesty, since you entered the palace, you have always thought about the emperor's society. It is also true that you have worked so hard. Because of the emperor, servants are afraid that the emperor has failed the empress!"

Ling Yuexi listened to Yan'er's words, her smile gradually narrowed, her eyes turned to Yan'er, and she said slowly: "Yan'er's words don't match the words, what exactly do you want to say?"

Yan'er glanced at Ling Yuexi, lowered her head, and murmured: "Yan'er knows your empress's personality, and feels sorry for her. I'm afraid that one day, the emperor will let her down..."

"Yan'er!"

Ling Yuexi interrupted Yan'er softly.

"I understand your heart, and I know what you want to say. This matter ends here. Now that I know my character, I don't have to worry. I will not die for a man!"

"The servant has recorded it."

Yan'er bowed her head in response, retreated back, spread out her own mattress, took a long gown and walked out of the big tent slowly.

When Yan'er left, Ling Yuexi suddenly looked sad.

Xiao Mojue seems to have become a wound in her heart, which cannot be touched!

In the cold and clear drizzle, the candles lit in several military tents added a bit of warmth. Yan'er was holding an umbrella, conflicted and entangled in her heart.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Su Qing looked left and right, and pulled Yan'er to a dark corner aside.

Yan'er's eyes were red, she bit her lower lip, raised her head, and cried, "Brother, let's not do this, okay, I don't want to..."

"Sister, you are crazy!"

Su Qing hurriedly covered Yan'er's mouth, looked around vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "Sister, did the empress pour milk soup for you again? Do you want to watch the only younger brother die in front of you because of her?" What's more, I have already done it, if you insist on not doing it, go and confess me!"

After Su Qing finished speaking bitterly, she folded her arms and turned her back to Yan'er.

"However, the empress has a kind heart. Don't you also see how she treats these disaster victims?"

Yan'er twitched and continued to dissuade.

"Hmph! Have a kind heart? My sister doesn't think she is hypocritical, but just to establish her prestige. By the way, didn't my sister realize that the Queen and Wu Qingyang are too close? Huh, no wonder, she not only failed you, Instead, tear you apart!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Sister, you are too naive! The queen just wants Wu Qingyang to be loyal to her alone! Sister, don't forget the promise of the saint. After the matter is completed, you will marry Wu Qingyang as the princess! "

Yan'er walked back in a daze.

That night, Su Qing told her that he was already the saint's man, and he had the obligation to protect her. For her, he had to fight against the empress.On the eve of departure, Xuhua Palace sent a letter from the saint, giving her a promise that was the most important thing to her.

At that time, she thought that she could give everything for this promise, but these days, her determination has crumbled little by little.

The sky was slightly bright, and Ling Yuexi had already gotten up to freshen up.

Yan'er fell into a deep sleep for the first time, Ling Yuexi thought it was due to fatigue, and couldn't bear to wake her up, so she walked out lightly.

It was drizzling, much lighter than last night. At this time, she seemed to hear a suppressed cry from afar.Following the cry, Ling Yuexi walked over, she recognized that it was a family named Li, her husband was buried by mountain torrents, and there were three orphans and widows left.

Pushing open the wooden door and walking in, she was frightened by the sight in front of her.

The woman named Song Ju was holding her five-year-old daughter Li Xiangcao in one hand, and the five-month-old baby boy in the other, sobbing softly, and beside her lay a military doctor with a bloody head.

"Song Ju, what's wrong with you!"

Ling Yuexi was shocked in her heart, her first guess was that this military doctor bullied Song Ju and she saved herself, but when her eyes fell on Li Xiangcao's face covered with red rash, she was even more frightened.

"Mother, please save my daughter, it's not a plague, it's not a plague..."

Song Ju knelt on the ground and kowtowed loudly.

plague?

Ling Yuexi immediately moved forward and took a closer look.

Li Xiangcao not only had rashes on his face, but also rashes on his neck and arms. Ling Yuexi tried it with the back of her hand, then quickly withdrew her hand, and said in a deep voice: "The child has a fever and needs to be treated immediately, Song Ju, you Why did you kill the military doctor?"

"He said that Xiang'er is an infectious disease, which will cause a plague, and the infection must be curbed by burning the incense immediately. Madam, as long as you save my child, I will admit it even if I want to beheaded!"

Song Ju's eyes were a little dull, she just kept crying and kowtowed.

"Okay, don't cry yet, I promise you that I will save your child, and this is not an infectious disease, it's just eczema, it's fine!"

Ling Yuexi supported Song Ju and continued to comfort her: "This quack doctor is alarmist, death is not a pity, I will not blame you!"

"Niang Niang, for your great kindness, Song Ju will be your cow and horse in the next life..."

"Let's go, the child has a high fever, so there's no time to delay, first live in my tent, no one will embarrass you!"

Ling Yuexi said, took the baby boy in Song Ju's arms, and went back to her tent with Song Ju.