Restart the Disaster of Another World

The extreme cold has arrived. Snow is flying all over the sky like catkins, as if to cover up all life and hope. People are caught off guard by this sudden cold, and their hearts are filled with astonishment and panic.

In the past, who would have thought that there would be snow in the south? Many people saw snow for the first time last year, and now they see such heavy snow again, and they are filled with endless fear.

As the snow fell, the people in the whole village woke up from their sleep in panic. They wrapped themselves in thick quilts and hugged each other tightly to resist the cold. Everyone was shivering and thinking about the same question: Can they survive this cold winter? Will they have a chance to see the sun tomorrow?

The severe cold mercilessly invaded every corner and penetrated every hole. It was like a ferocious beast, constantly devouring people's body temperature and testing their will. Time passed by minute by minute, as if it had been a long time, and finally a ray of dawn appeared in the sky, and the snow finally stopped.

Everyone's tense nerves relaxed a little, and a smile of surviving a disaster appeared on their faces. Wen Qun couldn't wait to open the window and reached out to touch the weak sunlight. He closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the sunlight on his hands, as if it was the source of life.

However, outside the window was still a vast expanse of white, with heavy snow falling, and the cold air seeping in through the cracks in the window, making people feel bone-chillingly cold. Wen Qun couldn't help but shrink his neck, snuggling tightly in Jing Yao's arms, and tremblingly said, "I'm so cold..."

Jing Yao hurriedly ran to bring back two thick down quilts and two thick cotton quilts. He put the cotton quilts under the sheets and stacked the down quilts on top of the existing quilts. However, even so, they still couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

Wen Qun's hands and feet were already stiff, and he curled up into a ball, snuggling tightly in Jing Yao's arms.

Jing Yao was very worried that he would catch a cold and get sick, so he asked with concern: "Qun Qun, if it's too cold to lie in bed, why don't we get up and cook some hot pot?"

Wen Qun shook his head, indicating that he was unwilling. Although his mind was clear, his body was extremely tired, as if every part of his body was calling for rest.

Jing Yao had to show a rare tough attitude and pulled Wen Qun out of the bed and helped him put on clothes and pants like a child.

Wen Qun was wrapped in three heavy down jackets, which made it very difficult for him to move. Jing Yao had no choice but to use his special ability to form a protective shield around him, which made Wen Qun feel less cold. Then, he took off two of the down jackets and sat in front of the stove.

In the dim room, a bright orange flame was jumping. This was the coal fire started by Jing Yao. Jing Yao found a pack of hot pot base from the corner and prepared to use it to make a simple hot pot.

Jing Yao first heated the pot, poured in a small amount of cooking oil, and when the oil was hot, added the hot pot base and began to stir-fry. As the pot base melted and the aroma spread, Jing Yao added a spoonful of water.

When the water in the pot began to boil, Jing Yao put the sliced ​​potatoes, lotus root slices, luncheon meat slices, green vegetables, bean sprouts and soaked fungus into the pot one by one. These ingredients rolled in the pot, exuding an enticing aroma.

About twenty minutes later, the hot pot was cooked and ready to be enjoyed. At this time, the cold wind was still howling outside, but the two people in the house were sitting around the hot pot, sweating profusely while eating.

Wen Qun's lips turned red from the spiciness and he kept gasping for air, but he couldn't help but continue eating. He felt that the spicy taste was very addictive and he couldn't stop eating. After eating, he buried two more sweet potatoes in the stove and let the residual heat of the charcoal slowly roast them.

The snow kept falling outside and it only stopped gradually around noon.

Wenquan felt that his body had regained some strength and was no longer so cold. He said to Jing Yao, "Ayao, can you remove the energy shield? I want to try again."

Jing Yao looked at the hot spring with concern, "Are you really okay? You won't feel cold again, right?"

Wen Qun nodded and agreed: "If winters like this become the norm in the future, and we have to experience such severe cold every day, then I must adapt to this extremely cold environment as soon as possible." He knew in his heart that only by adapting to extreme climates could they live better.

Seeing Wen Qun's determination, Jing Yao stopped trying to dissuade him. He knew that Wen Qun was right. If the weather remained like this in the future, Wen Qun would have to learn to adapt to such a harsh environment, otherwise it would be difficult for him to survive.

So, Jing Yao withdrew the energy shield covering the surroundings, allowing Wen Qun to face the cold outside.

In an instant, Wen Qun went from a warm spring environment to a world of ice, snow and biting cold wind. His body couldn't help but shiver and his teeth began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this, Jing Yao quickly took out a hot water bottle, picked up a piece of red-hot coal from under the stove and put it in the water, added some charcoal, made it into a simple hand warmer, and then handed it to Wen Qun.

Wen Qun took the hot water bottle and held it tightly in his arms, feeling a little warmth. He looked at Jing Yao gratefully and smiled.

At this time, the situation in the village is relatively stable. Compared with last year, the villagers have accumulated more experience in dealing with the cold winter. The thatched huts and houses that are easily crushed by snow have all disappeared, replaced by brand new cement houses.

In addition, the elderly in the village have already been placed in warm rooms in advance, where floor heating is used throughout the winter and the room temperature is much higher than outside, ensuring that they can safely spend this cold winter.

The sun in the sky was blocked by thick clouds, snowflakes on the ground were blown up, and the biting cold wind swept in again.

The biting cold wind blew on people's faces, as if a sharp knife was cutting flesh.

After walking out of their homes and checking around the village, the people saw that there was nothing unusual and returned to their homes. After all, in such bad weather, staying outdoors for a long time would easily freeze to death and become an ice stick.

However, at this time, something even more shocking than the snow happened in Shangjing City.

Concubine Li had a difficult delivery and almost died from heavy bleeding. Fortunately, both mother and daughter were safe in the end.

However, Concubine Han invited a master from Fengguo Temple to predict the fortune of the little princess.

After Master Kongzhi looked at the little princess, he said, "The little princess is born with bad luck. She will bring disaster to her father, mother, brothers and sisters. If she gets involved with him, she will suffer a bloody disaster."

Concubine Han asked worriedly, "Master, this child, is her fate really so unfortunate?" As she spoke, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, her eyes full of sadness.

The master replied in a deep voice: "My Lady, the celestial phenomena show that the little princess' fate is indeed ominous. I don't want this to happen, but it is difficult to defy fate."

The emperor asked anxiously, "Is there no hope?"

Concubine Han echoed, "Yes, how can I watch her suffer?"

The master sighed and said, "The road of destiny is full of twists and turns. Madam, you must be strong for the peace of the palace and the future of the little princess."

After hearing this, the emperor sighed and said, "Send it to another palace."

Concubine Li was lying on the bed. After hearing this, she screamed miserably: "Your Majesty, please don't send her away. She is your child."

However, the emperor remained unmoved and resolutely ordered the little princess to be sent away.

Less than three days after the little princess was born, she was sent out of the palace overnight and to another palace.

After arriving at the palace, the little princess developed a high fever. Her face was red, her body was burning hot, and her mouth was opening and closing with heavy breathing, as if she was going to suffocate to death at the next moment.

The maids felt sorry for the little princess, but they dared not act rashly. One of them couldn't help but ask, "Look at the little princess, she is seriously ill. What should we do?"

Another maid frowned and said in a cold tone: "She is just an abandoned girl, not worth our trouble."

Maid A hesitated for a moment, but still whispered: "But...if something really happens to her, I'm afraid we will be punished."

Maid B laughed disdainfully and interrupted her: "Don't be silly, we can't even take care of our own lives. I think it's better to wipe her body with cold water to see if the fever can go away."

Although the maid felt that this was not right, she could not think of any other solution at the moment, so she nodded in agreement. Then they brought a basin of cold water, stripped the little princess naked, and wiped her body with a wet towel.

However, this did not have any effect. Instead, the little princess's temperature increased and her breathing became more rapid.

The maids began to panic and didn't know what to do. At this time, the maid sent from Yong'an Palace to serve the little princess hurried over and was shocked when she saw the scene. She hurriedly asked what happened, and the maids had to tell her the truth.

After hearing this, the maid turned pale with anger. She glared at the other maids and cursed, "You idiots! How could you treat the little princess like this? She is dying now. What do you think we should do?"

The palace maids were so frightened that they trembled and knelt down to beg for mercy.

The palace maid was extremely anxious and immediately turned back to the palace to report the matter to the head palace maid Xiaohong.

Xiao Hong: "My lady, the little princess...she didn't make it."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Li's face turned pale and her body swayed. She staggered backwards as if all her strength had been drained away, her eyes full of despair and disbelief.

"No! Impossible! This must be fake! My child, my child!" Concubine Li screamed in pain, her voice full of sadness and anger, she collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face. She never thought that her daughter, who had just been born, would die like this.

Xiao Hong lowered her head and said, "My Lady, we have tried our best, but..."

Concubine Li's eyes widened, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she roared loudly: "You useless things! What's the point of me raising you? You should be buried with my daughter!"

Although Concubine Li arranged for people to enter the other palace, those people were useless and could not enter the palace, let alone rescue the little princess.

At this time, Concubine Li had completely lost her mind. Like a madman, she kept cursing the servants. The grief in her heart almost made her collapse.

Concubine Li was heartbroken, but she was extremely angry and angry at what the palace maids had done. She decided to take revenge and seek justice for her daughter.

At the same time, he found someone to kill all the palace maids and bury them with the princess.

Soon, the news spread throughout the palace, and everyone was shocked. They accused the maids of being cold-hearted and irresponsible, and expressed sympathy and regret for the little princess's experience.

At this time, the emperor and Concubine Han heard the news of the little princess's death and hurried to the palace to visit Concubine Li.

Concubine Han comforted her softly, "Don't be too sad, sister. You must take care of yourself."

The emperor also said with a sad face: "My beloved concubine, don't be sad, we will have children in the future."

Concubine Li forced herself to cheer up, raised her head and looked at the emperor and Concubine Han, with a flash of determination in her eyes, "Your Majesty, sister, I have something to say."

Hearing her words, the two walked closer without thinking much.

Who knew, as soon as he entered, Concubine Li rushed out with a pair of scissors.

Her eyes were red and her face had a crazy look. She was still in confinement, but she chased Concubine Han and the Emperor with a pair of scissors and stabbed them all the way.

Concubine Han was so frightened that she screamed and hid behind the emperor.

The emperor looked at Concubine Li with a gloomy face and scolded: "Concubine Li, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Concubine Li ignored him and rushed straight towards Concubine Han.

Concubine Han was so frightened that her face turned pale and she dodged quickly.

Concubine Li chased after Concubine Han, cursing, "Bitch, you killed my child! I'm going to kill you!"

Concubine Li caught up with Concubine Han and stabbed the scissors in her hand into her chest.

Concubine Han screamed and fell to the ground.

Concubine Li looked at Concubine Han lying in a pool of blood, and a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes, but there was more sadness and despair.

She turned to look at the emperor, her eyes full of hatred.

Concubine Li pulled out a pair of scissors and stabbed the emperor: "Your Majesty, you believed the master's nonsense and killed my child!"

The emperor looked at Concubine Li in shock. He didn't expect that she would actually attack him.

He dodged quickly and shouted, "Concubine Li, calm down! I am doing this for the people of the world and for the peace of the palace..."

Concubine Li interrupted the emperor and said angrily: "Peace? My daughter is gone, tell me what peace is! I will let all of you taste the pain of losing your loved ones!"

As she spoke, she raised the scissors again and stabbed the emperor fiercely.

The emperor dodged sideways, but his arm was still cut by the scissors.

He shouted angrily: "Come here, catch the assassin!"

The guards who heard the noise immediately rushed into the room and stopped Concubine Li.

Later, the imperial physician arrived, checked Concubine Han's injuries, and shook his head, saying, "Your Majesty, Concubine Han is dead."

The emperor looked at Concubine Li with a gloomy expression and ordered: "Take Concubine Li to the prison and wait for your punishment!"

After Concubine Li was taken away by the guards, the emperor sat on the chair and fell into deep thought.

He realized that his decision might be wrong, leading to such a tragedy.

In the end, Concubine Li was arrested for murder. Because she lost her beloved daughter and became mentally ill, she committed this heinous crime and was imprisoned in the clan house for life.