The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Heavy snow was still falling outside the Yangxin Palace. Qi Deyuan put his hands in his sleeves. He had been with the emperor for many years, watching the red walls and white snow.

"Master, it's snowing heavily outside. Please have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

Little Leo handed a bowl of freshly delivered ginger tea to Qi Deyuan. Qi Deyuan turned his head to look at the still steaming ginger tea, feeling as if he had forgotten something.

But I can’t remember what it was.

"You are so thoughtful, have you delivered His Majesty's ginger tea?"

"Not yet. His Majesty doesn't like ginger tea. These are sent by the Imperial Kitchen as a gift to Master. We are all blessed by Master to be able to drink this ginger tea in this cold winter."

"You're the one with the sweet talk, but serving His Majesty requires more than just sweet talk. You also need to have a sharp eye. Do you understand?"

Qi Deyuan pretended to be stern and glanced at Leo.

"Yes, yes, Little Leo is stupid. If I didn't have a master to teach me, I would never be able to understand these things on my own."

Hearing this, Qi Deyuan reached out to take the ginger tea brought by Xiao Lizi with satisfaction. Just as he took a sip, he heard the sound of the door of the Yangxin Palace opening behind him.

Qi Deyuan immediately put down the ginger tea that was just about to reach his mouth and stuffed it into Xiao Lizi's hand. He licked his lips that had just been burned, and his habitual fake smile appeared on his face again.

I thought it was His Majesty coming out. As soon as I turned around, before I could even utter the word "Your Majesty", I saw the Lord Palm Commander, dressed in black clothes and robes, with a silver-rimmed mask on his face, walk out.

"Lord Commander."

Qi Deyuan had become accustomed to the Lord Chief suddenly coming out of His Majesty's Palace of Tranquil Longevity. He must have another order from His Majesty this time.

Little Lizi came over with a bowl of hot ginger tea. Qi Deyuan raised his hand to signal Little Lizi to bring the ginger tea to the Lord Commander.

"It's very windy and snowy outside today. My Lord, please have a bowl of hot tea first. It won't be too late to carry out your mission later."

An Yi glanced down at the ginger tea handed to him, then looked at Qi Deyuan. No wonder His Majesty gave such an order.

"Your Majesty has ordered that Eunuch Qi accompany you on this journey."

Qi Deyuan was confused, and the part of his mouth that had just been burned was still a little sore. When he heard what the commander-in-chief said, he looked at the door of the Yangxin Palace that had been closed behind the commander-in-chief.

This Lord Commander is a trusted person by His Majesty's side, and Qi Deyuan has no doubts:

"Please wait a moment, my lord. After all, I am serving Your Majesty. I have left suddenly and I still have a few more instructions."

An Yi was not in a hurry. He looked up at the snow scene outside. When winter came, the people and objects in the palace became much dimmer except for the red walls and white snow.

I wonder what Daxia will be like after this winter. What will happen to His Majesty and the Princess...

An Yi only thought for a moment and stopped thinking. They couldn't guess what His Majesty and Her Royal Highness the Princess were thinking.

Since this concerns the future of Daxia, Your Majesty must be extremely cautious.

Qi Deyuan briefly explained a few things to Little Li, then he brushed off the dust on his hands and walked over to An Yi.

"Sir, I have given all the instructions. We can set off now."

Little Li thoughtfully sent two oil-paper umbrellas over. Qi Deyuan was still wondering what the emperor would ask him and the commander to do together. When he walked out of the corridor, he found that the snowflakes all over the sky were not something that a small oil-paper umbrella could block.

Qi Deyuan was busy holding his umbrella, and the things he was thinking about just now were no longer important in this freezing snow and wind.

The wind and snow have been very strong these days, and the entire capital is covered in white, except for the Qiao family, which is decorated in festive red.

The eldest prince and the second prince are both dead, and all the wishful thinking that the Qiao family had in the early years has now been ruined. Fortunately, Her Royal Highness the Third Princess and the fourth son of the Qiao family have made a lifelong promise to each other, otherwise the Qiao family should have been liquidated as early as when the second prince died.

Princess Shang's major event saved the entire Qiao family.

In addition, His Majesty has long understood that the Qiao family has no chance of making a comeback, and that being able to maintain their current wealth is already a blessing from heaven. The Qiao family has long begun to work on the matter of Princess Shang Qionghua.

No matter how strong the wind and snow were outside, servants from the Qiao family could be seen shopping on the streets every day.

If you can’t carry it back by hand, a carriage will come soon to take it away.

In this turbulent capital city, those with a keen sense of smell noticed something was amiss early on and began to speculate on the emperor's intentions and delve into the matter.

There are countless dark corners hidden under the white snow, which makes the bright red sincerity even more apparent.

Yun Ling took the wedding invitation brought in by the doorman. It was from Princess Qionghua and the Qiao family.

Yun Ling was guarding outside Changshengtian. Thinking of the prince's pale face that day, her heart was in a clench. The hand holding the wedding invitation clenched unconsciously, leaving marks on the invitation.

"Sister Yunling."

Hearing a familiar voice behind her, Yun Ling turned around suddenly. Ping An had returned without her knowing, but his clothes were extremely dirty, as if he had never changed them.

There were also large areas of wetness. The originally steady and capable man now looked even thinner and more energetic. There was no flesh on his face, and his eyes were frighteningly large.

"How come you're back so soon? His Highness said there's heavy snow at the border, and you won't be able to return until at least after the Lunar New Year."

Yun Ling put away the wedding invitation that had just been delivered, opened her umbrella, walked to the corridor, and walked towards Ping An.

The snow in the princess's mansion was swept clean, but Ping'an's shoes and socks were wet. He had been on the road and had not had a proper meal. He felt dizzy and had heavy feet, so it was a bit difficult for him to walk quickly.

Yun Ling took a few quick steps to Ping An's front. The servants waiting in the corridor had already started to work.

"Sister Yunling, where is His Highness? I have something to report to His Highness."

While Ping'an was speaking, he reached out and touched the thing in his arms through his clothes. Feeling that the thing was still there, Ping'an felt a lot more at ease.

Hearing Ping An ask about His Highness, Yun Ling turned back to look at the tightly closed gate of Changshengtian:

"His Highness is injured and is still recuperating. You should go back and rest well first. Maybe by the time you've recovered, His Highness will have recovered as well."

When Yun Ling said this, she was unsure. His Highness had locked herself up in Changshengtian for four days, and the puppy was also guarding inside. The food she sent in every day had been eaten up, but she had no idea what His Highness's condition was.

When Ping'an heard that His Highness was injured, his mind immediately recalled the deep red bloodstain on His Highness's back that day. The originally black armor had just been taken off, and it was stained dark. It was conceivable how deep His Highness's injury was.

"Sister Yunling, can't you let me see His Highness? I have something important to report to His Highness."

As Ping'an spoke, he once again put his hand on the thing in his arms and looked anxiously towards the closed door of Changshengtian.

"This is His Highness's intention. I have no right to decide."