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Amidst the swirling snowflakes, Murong Xuewei's carriage slowly drove away from the palace.

She gazed at the swirling snow outside the window, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Memories of her past life flooded back, and she clearly remembered that it was this very snowstorm that had claimed the lives of countless people.

Murong Xueyao took out the hand warmer and handed it to Murong Xuewei.

“I knew the palace was no good place. Last time my elder brother went there, he was almost imprisoned. Sister Xuewei, you went there and were locked up in the cold palace. Our Murong family is definitely incompatible with the palace.”

Murong Yuxuan raised his hand and tapped Murong Xueyao on the forehead, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Murong Xuewei's suppressed emotions were amused by Murong Xueyao, "I think what Yaoyao said makes a lot of sense."

Murong Yuxuan shook his head helplessly, "You two! You're never serious."

Murong Xuewei suddenly remembered that the Murong family was currently under house arrest.

"Brother Yuxuan, how did you get out? Didn't the emperor forbid you from coming out?"

Murong Yuxuan and Murong Xueyao exchanged a glance, and Murong Yuxuan saw panic in Murong Xueyao's eyes.

Just then, the carriage suddenly lurched and came to a stop.

"What happened?" Murong Xuewei asked.

The driver replied, "Madam, someone is shoveling snow ahead, and the road is blocked."

Murong Xuewei lifted the carriage curtain and saw a group of thinly dressed people shoveling snow in front of her.

Their faces were red from the cold wind, but their hands were completely unprotected from the cold. This scene pierced Murong Xuewei's heart.

"Liuli," Murong Xuewei turned to the maid beside her and said, "Go and ask how many winter supplies we have left in our manor?"

After a moment's thought, Liuli replied, "Miss, as you instructed, we stocked up on a lot of goods a few days ago. The cotton clothes and quilts alone filled three warehouses."

Murong Xuewei nodded, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes. "After we return to the manor, arrange for people to distribute these things. Give priority to those who are working outside."

“Yes, Madam,” Liuli replied.

The carriage started moving again, but Murong Xuewei's gaze remained fixed on the people shoveling snow. She secretly resolved that in this life, she would never let the tragedy repeat itself.

Upon returning to the General's Mansion, Murong Xuewei immediately summoned Murong Yuxuan and Murong Xueyao.

“Brother, Xueyao,” Murong Xuewei said solemnly, “this snow will probably continue for a long time. When you return to the manor, be sure to bring plenty of warm clothing.”

Murong Xueyao smiled innocently, "Sister, you're worrying too much. How long will this snow last? Besides, don't we have plenty of supplies in our household?"

Murong Xuewei shook her head. "Xueyao, you don't understand. This snow is unusual and may last a long time. We must prepare for the worst."

Murong Yuxuan looked at Murong Xuewei thoughtfully. "Xuewei, you seem to care a lot about this snow. Is it because..." He hesitated, then stopped.

Murong Xuewei glanced guiltily at Murong Yuxuan, unsure how to explain her rebirth to him.

“Brother,” Murong Xuewei said, “I’m just worried about the safety of the people. You should also find a way to distribute the things you take back to the servants in the mansion and the people in the neighborhood.”

Murong Yuxuan nodded, "I understand. Xuewei, don't worry, I'll make the arrangements."

After seeing Murong Yuxuan and Murong Xueyao off, Murong Xuewei breathed a sigh of relief. Just then, a familiar voice came from behind her.

"Xuewei, you're back."

Murong Xuewei turned around and saw Gu Ye standing at the door, his eyes full of concern. She quickly stepped forward and threw herself into Gu Ye's arms.

"General, it's so good to know you're alright," Murong Xuewei said, her voice choked with emotion.

Gu Ye gently patted her back. "I told you, how could anyone in the palace stop me?" He paused, then asked in a low voice, "The matter in the palace... is it resolved?"

Murong Xuewei nodded, "Yes, thanks to Prime Minister Su." She looked up, meeting Gu Ye's eyes directly, "General, you and Prime Minister Su..."

Gu Ye smiled slightly, "You're overthinking it. I'm a military officer, and Lord Su is a civil official. What kind of relationship could we have? Maybe Lord Su just knows you're trapped in the palace and thinks it's inappropriate."

Murong Xuewei nodded thoughtfully and did not ask any further questions.

Murong Xuewei knew that there must be some secrets between Gu Ye and Prime Minister Su that she was unaware of.

But now is not the time to investigate.

“General,” Murong Xuewei changed the subject, “this snow will probably continue for a long time. We need to find a way to help those people in need.”

Gu Ye frowned slightly. "Xue Wei, I understand your good intentions. But the court is monitoring us very closely now, so we must proceed with caution."

Murong Xuewei said firmly, "General, I understand. But we cannot sit idly by. This concerns the lives of countless people."

Gu Ye was silent for a moment, then finally nodded. "Alright. What are your plans?"

A glint flashed in Murong Xuewei's eyes, "We can start with the General's Mansion, and then gradually expand the scope..."

The snow kept falling.

Half a month has passed, and the entire capital city seems to be shrouded in white. Murong Xuewei stood by the window, looking at the thick snow outside, her anxiety growing stronger.

“Madam,” Liuli walked in, her expression grave, “I just came back from outside. The situation is not good.”

Murong Xuewei turned around. "What's wrong?"

Liuli said in a low voice, "Many families are running out of food. If this continues..."

Murong Xuewei clenched her fist. "I understand. Liuli, immediately take people to deliver winter supplies and food to the workers in the Murong family's shops."

"Yes, Madam, I'll go right away." Liuli replied and left.

Murong Xuewei turned to Gu Ye, "General, I would like to go to the Su residence."

Gu Ye frowned. "Now?"

Murong Xuewei nodded, "Yes. We must persuade Prime Minister Su to enter the palace and persuade the Emperor to provide relief to the people."

Gu Ye pondered for a moment, then finally nodded, "Alright. I'll go with you."

Inside the Su residence, Prime Minister Su was reviewing documents in his study. Upon hearing the servant's announcement, he put down his pen and rose to greet him.

"Madam Gu, General Gu," Prime Minister Su said with a smile, "you are truly rare guests."

Murong Xuewei went straight to the point, "Lord Su, we have come here to ask you to go to the palace and persuade the Emperor to provide relief to the people."

Prime Minister Su's smile froze. "Madam Gu, this... is probably not appropriate?"

Murong Xuewei insisted, "Lord Su, the situation is critical. If we don't distribute warm clothes and food soon, many people will freeze or starve to death. And when the snow melts, there may be a plague."

After pondering for a moment, Prime Minister Su finally nodded, "Alright. I'll go to the palace now. Please wait here."

After waiting for a long time, Prime Minister Su finally returned. But his expression made Murong Xuewei's heart sink.

"What did His Majesty say?" Murong Xuewei asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Prime Minister Su sighed, “His Majesty said that the imperial treasury is empty and there is no way to provide relief.”

Murong Xuewei clenched her fists, a resolute glint in her eyes, "Since that's the case, then we'll have to do it ourselves."

Inside the General's Mansion, Murong Xuewei was arranging manpower.

“Liuli,” she instructed, “take men to the East Market and distribute warm clothing and food. Remember to take good care of the elderly and children.”

"Yes, Madam." Liuli responded and left with a cartload of warm clothes and food.

Murong Xuewei turned to Gu Ye, "General, could you arrange some soldiers to help maintain order?"

Gu Ye nodded, "No problem. I'll arrange it right away."

Just then, a guard rushed over, "General, Madam, something terrible has happened! There's been a riot in the East Market!"