After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

Wan Ning had not expected Ziheng to appear, and stared blankly at him as he placed the lamp in front of her. She then tested the temperature of the porridge on the table, and sure enough, it was already cold.

"You didn't eat well again today?" Ziheng frowned slightly and said with concern: "My injuries haven't healed yet. When will my body recover if I don't eat?"

Wan Ning suddenly came to her senses and reached out to take the bowl of cold porridge back from Ziheng, saying cunningly, "Who said I don't want to eat? I just put the porridge here to cool down. I like to eat cold food."

After saying that, Wan Ning scooped up a large spoonful of porridge with a spoon and put it straight into her mouth. Ziheng half leaned on the table, watching her funny movements with a smirk on his face, but he finally stopped her before she could eat the cold porridge. He put it aside without any explanation, and like magic, he brought out a bowl of steaming hot soup from the food box and gently placed it in front of Wan Ning.

Wan Ning looked up at him in surprise, but the moment their eyes met, Ziheng looked away.

"The cold porridge has been confiscated. You should eat this instead. The imperial physician has said that your body needs careful conditioning, so it is better to be cautious."

So she obediently picked up the bowl of soup, held the bowl with both hands and drank it all in one gulp, quite like a "knight". But the taste was really unexpected, and the bitterness of the soup made her almost cry. In order to avoid coughing violently and spitting out the soup, Wan Ning hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands, raised her head, looked at Ziheng with tears in her eyes and an expression of disbelief.

He gently took Wan Ning's other hand, and like magic, he took out the candy he had prepared in advance from his arms and gently placed it in her hand. Wan Ning didn't have time to think about it, she took it and put it in her mouth, and it relieved the bitterness of the medicine.

"Why is the medicine so bitter today? It's harder to swallow than usual." Wan Ning couldn't help but complain after she felt better.

"This is a new medicine prescribed by the imperial physician. Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Remember to take it on time."

"Okay, okay, one bowl is better than six. I promise it will be delicious." Wan Ning suddenly changed her posture, intentionally teasing the young emperor in front of her. She rested her cheek on the table with her right hand, stared at Ziheng with a sly smile, and her voice became lighter: "You came from the palace so late, aren't you just here to give me this bowl of medicine?"

In this confrontation, Ziheng was defeated in a panic and deliberately turned his head away from Wan Ning. He had been busy discussing disaster relief and grain collection with ministers all day, but the mutual buck-passing among these officials who were in office but doing nothing made him angry and exhausted. Everyone talked about empty policies, but there was no effective way to solve the current problems.

After retiring from court, feeling depressed, he wanted to find Wan Ning to talk, but then he found out that she had been at the disaster relief site in the West Square all day, so he hurried out of the palace.

On a late autumn night, the residents nearby went to bed early, and the candlelight in the city was scattered. When the carriage drove to the West Square, it was quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle: most of the victims had packed their bedding and were ready to go to bed, and some victims who were in better physical condition were helping to clean up the day's mess and sanitation, and a few people took branches and dipped special liquids on the ground and sprinkled them. A careful identification showed that the person leading the group was Xiang Wanxuan's maid. Ziheng looked around and could not see Wan Ning. He suddenly turned around and saw a figure working at the table of the Six Star Terrace - it was Wan Ning. Because the lights were dim, he did not see her immediately.

She was so devoted that even when Ziheng had walked behind her, Le Yan was still flipping through the book in her hand with a serious expression. Ziheng couldn't bear to interrupt her, so he stood aside and tilted his head to watch her serious expression. The shadows of the jumping candlelight were like little elves tumbling and jumping on her face. With such a lively scene, Ziheng's fatigue had already disappeared by half, and he sent someone to get a new lamp.

"Of course, I came to check on the resettlement of the disaster victims, and by the way, to see if Princess Le Yan is eating and taking medicine well." Ziheng was shy at this time, unwilling to admit that he came here mainly for her. But Wan Ning already knew him, and such a lie could not fool her at all: Fang Xiong, whom Ziheng trusted the most, was here to supervise and pay attention to the resettlement of the disaster victims, so there was no need for the emperor, who had been busy all day, to come and see in person.

Adhering to the principle of respecting others, Wan Ning was in no hurry to expose him, and simply joked to make him happy: "Then I will report to you on the progress: the temporary resettlement of the disaster victims has been completed, and Princess Le Yan has finished drinking her medicine. The report is complete!"

Ziheng smiled dotingly. Wan Ning saw that his frown had relaxed a little, so she went back to talking about the disaster victims: "I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. You have been busy with disaster relief work all day, right? Have you come to any conclusion?"

"Officials have been selected today to set off for Sangcheng with disaster relief food and fodder. However, the court's current grain reserves are limited, and some of it must be reserved for the army." Although Ziheng felt a little heavy, he didn't want to worry Wan Ning so he spoke in a light-hearted manner.

"The army's food and fodder must be preserved. If the enemies around us take this opportunity to start a war, then more than just the current people will be displaced. But if we can't get it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to complete the disaster relief work." Wan Ning was so emotional that she looked worried: "I heard that the memorials submitted from Sangcheng were always normal and never mentioned the drought. Is there any progress on this matter? Natural disasters are pitiful, but concealing natural disasters and causing man-made disasters is even more hateful."

"This matter is also very strange. Sangcheng County Magistrate Liu Xueyu was a key figure. It was his duty to report in time, but there is still no news about him." Ziheng looked back at the dusty victims and added sadly, "We just asked the officials to investigate this matter yesterday, but the memorial submitted today put all the blame on him. It said that he was worried that he would not be able to govern well, so he concealed the disaster, but it led to an even greater disaster. Now Liu Xueyu has committed suicide out of fear of punishment, and his body cannot be found."

Wan Ning was also furious when she heard this. Her tone was full of anger. She was also speaking up for Ziheng. This group of old ministers of the retired emperor actually looked down on the emperor and pretended to obey him but actually disobeyed him. "I think these bastards are useless. If they don't serve the people as officials, they might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes. Since they said they committed suicide out of fear of punishment, we must find the bodies alive or dead. At least we can produce evidence. We only started the investigation yesterday. How can we come to such a conclusion today!"

Ziheng was a little surprised by Wan Ning's reckless and frank way of calling these people "bastards". He was moved by her true nature, but also worried that she would get hurt by her anger. So he walked slowly behind him, gently patted her back and told her more information.

"Liu Xueyu is originally from Sangcheng. He passed the imperial examination a few years ago and became an official in Nanye. However, he gave up his bright future after only six months and voluntarily returned to Sangcheng to become a poor official. It is absolutely unbelievable to say that he was worried about losing his official hat for the sake of profit."

"Liu - Xue - Yu", Wan Ning read it word by word, and felt that this name was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before. Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind, so she quickly took out the booklet and flipped through it, and then excitedly pointed to a page of content for Ziheng to see.

When Ziheng was looking at the booklet, Wan Ning was searching among the crowd. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she pulled Ziheng and ran towards the resettlement house in the corner of the square.