First-rank palace maid Su Jixiang

When Xie Yingfeng saw Wei Ling's expression, he knew something was wrong.

He did not dare to say much and directly pulled Wei Ling into his tent. He then asked his personal guards to bring two charcoal basins.

He placed Wei Ling on his bed, and asked someone to bring a small pot, put some brown sugar, red dates, ginger and wolfberries in it, and followed Su Jixiang's recipe to make ginger tea for Wei Ling to drive away the cold.

As soon as the water boiled, the pungent smell rushed over him and made him look upside down. It was so spicy for his eyes!

He randomly threw the brown sugar, red dates and wolfberries in, stirred it with a spoon, and Xie Yingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have some! It can get rid of the cold." Xie Yingfeng took out some ginger tea and brought it to Wei Ling.

Wei Ling's face was extremely pale, and his originally sharp eyes had become much weaker due to the tremendous pain from his stomach and the coldness in his body. He lacked his usual sharpness and murderous aura, and now he had a somewhat morbid sense of brokenness.

He was leaning on Xie Yingfeng's bed, wrapped in a black tiger-fur cloak. The pure black made his face look as white as ice and snow.

He glanced at the ginger tea in Xie Yingfeng's hand with a look of disgust. He knew it didn't taste good just by smelling it.

"Master! Can you please stop being so hypocritical!" Xie Yingfeng was so burned holding the tea bowl that he poured it over his hands while pinching his ears with his burned hands. Finally, he simply put the tea bowl next to Wei Ling, "I tried my best. Just bear with it and drink it while pinching your nose. It's better than having a cold all over your body!"

Wei Ling was silent.

"Where did you go just now?" Xie Yingfeng asked in confusion, "You didn't look like you were going hunting!"

Will the hunters return empty-handed?

Wei Ling turned his face away slightly, not wanting to answer.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore." Xie Yingfeng understood what he meant by this expression and could only say helplessly. This guy must have been frozen in the snow for a long time! Xie Yingfeng was sure of this.

As for why Su Jixiang was sleeping in Wei Ling's tent, he didn't know, but Xie Yingfeng was sure that Wei Ling's current half-dead appearance must be related to Su Jixiang.

When the ginger tea was almost cool, Xie Yingfeng stuffed the tea bowl into Wei Ling's hands and said, "Drink!"

Wei Ling was helpless, and his handsome eyebrows twisted. He knew that this was good for him, but just smelling the smell was enough!

Just as Xie Yingfeng said, Wei Ling took a deep breath, then held his breath, picked up the tea bowl and drank the ginger tea in it.

Seeing that Wei Ling had really finished all the ginger tea, Xie Yingfeng looked at Wei Ling with an extremely expectant look, "How is it? How does it taste?"

"Ugh!" Wei Ling answered Xie Yingfeng with his actions...

He really dry-heaved twice. It was so unpalatable. Even though he held his breath, he could still taste the flavors on his tongue. The spiciness of ginger, the sweetness of brown sugar, and the taste of red dates were all different, but mixed together it was a mess. How did Xie Yingfeng make all these flavors fight each other!

Talent!

Xie Yingfeng... "I'll poison you to death!" He could only say hatefully...

"Did you ask people to cut trees and make charcoal just now?" Xie Yingfeng asked.

"It's very cold in the carriage." Wei Ling finally answered his question.

Xie Yingfeng patted his head, "Hey, I forgot about this!" How did these palace maids spend their days in the carriage these days... The further north you go, the colder it gets. He neglected it! No wonder Qu Yunfeng and his son went hunting to skin animals for their two daughters, and no wonder Su Jixiang asked Xu Touer to get rabbit fur. He had too many things to pay attention to every day, and he neglected all of this.

Xie Yingfeng felt guilty.

Wei Ling never cared about these trivial military affairs. Xie Yingfeng was not only a military advisor but also the general manager of the army. All the trivial internal affairs were under his management. It was his dereliction of duty.

"We still have a few captured animal skin blankets in our military supply warehouse. I'll ask everyone to take them out and share them with them." Xie Yingfeng thought for a moment, flipped through the warehouse account book, and said, "Although not everyone can get a blanket, one blanket is enough for two or three people."

Wei Ling nodded.

Xie Yingfeng gave the order.

Su Jixiang slept soundly, and when he woke up, everything around him was quiet, even dark. Only the faint light from three pots of charcoal fire illuminated the entire tent.

There was a rustling sound outside the tent, which was the sound of snow falling on the top of the tent.

She stood up immediately. This was Wei Ling’s tent!

The medicine in the basin next to him had already turned cold. Su Jixiang quickly took off the gloves on his hands and looked at his hands in the light of the fire in the charcoal basin. It seemed that the swelling of the frostbite area was not so severe... This medicine is really effective!

She quickly put on her gloves. Wei Ling was not there, and she didn't know where he had gone. She didn't know whether she should leave or stay.

Su Jixiang waited in the tent for a while, but finally couldn't sit still anymore, so she decided to leave.

After all, this was Wei Ling's place, and it would not be good for her to stay here all the time. If Wei Ling wanted to find her, he could just go to the carriage and shout.

As soon as I left the tent, Chen Hai was waiting outside.

"Miss Su." He shook off the snow on his body and bowed quickly.

"Have you been waiting for me?" Su Jixiang was a little surprised. It was already dark outside. Although a bonfire had been lit at the entrance of the camp, it was snowing heavily and too cold.

"Just arrived." Chen Hai was called by Xie Yingfeng. Xie Yingfeng estimated that Su Jixiang would soon wake up, so he asked Chen Hai to wait. "The military advisor told me to wait until Miss Su and then send her back."

As soon as Su Jixiang returned to the carriage, Hua Rui said to him happily, "We don't have to be so cold at night!" She showed Su Jixiang the mink blanket she had distributed to him like she was presenting a treasure, "We have three in the carriage, this is yours!" She pulled one out and gave it to Su Jixiang.

"There are five of us, and there are only three. That's not enough to share." Su Jixiang took off his gloves and touched the soft mink fur. It was indeed thick, warm, and windproof.

"You've worked the hardest. Everyone says that if it weren't for you, none of us would have gotten such good things. You're the biggest contributor, so naturally you should use one." Hua Rui smiled, "The three of them also agreed."

In the same car with Su Jixiang was a palace maid from the Imperial Wardrobe named Baihe, and two palace maids from the Imperial Garden named Xu Xiao'e and Zhang Lanzhi. These three people were very honest and dutiful, so as long as they were in the car along the way, everyone was very harmonious.

"Yes, if it weren't for your care along the way, we don't know what would have happened." Zhang Lanzhi smiled, "Don't refuse. The two of us may be warmer with one blanket than you alone!"

This was the truth, so Su Jixiang didn't refuse.