A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

As dawn broke, soft light filtered through the thin gauze curtains and spilled into Pei Yunjing's bedroom.

The entire palace was filled with a warm and comfortable atmosphere, as if isolating it from the cold and noise of the outside world.

At this moment, Pei Yunjing was quietly immersed in a sweet dream.

His long, flowing hair cascaded down his back and was casually draped over the soft pillow, like a beautiful painting; his delicate face looked exceptionally serene, as endearing as Sleeping Beauty.

His long, slender eyelashes cast a soft shadow under the gentle morning light, making his eyes appear even more deep and mysterious.

However, in this peaceful and serene moment, the bright and sunny sky outside the window suddenly changed without warning.

The azure sky was quickly obscured by thick, dark clouds, turning the sky gloomy and oppressive.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp gust of cold wind blew through and into the room through the slightly open window...

The cold wind was like an invisible hand, gently brushing across Pei Yunjing's face and waking him from his slumber.

Pei Yunjing slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and unconsciously frowned slightly.

He keenly sensed the changes in his surroundings, especially the sudden drop in temperature and the howling wind.

He sat up straight, stretched out his arms to ease his stiff body, and then lazily yawned.

Just as Pei Yunjing was about to call for his servants to help him change his clothes, a light drizzle suddenly began to fall from the sky.

At first, the raindrops fell only sporadically, but soon the rain intensified and eventually turned into a downpour.

To make matters worse, this rain was not ordinary rain, but freezing rain mixed with a biting chill.

The cold raindrops pounded against the window, making a crackling sound, as if they were about to shatter the entire window.

At the same time, a chill seeped into the palace through the cracks in the windows, turning the once warm and cozy bedchamber into a cold and damp place.

Pei Yunjing felt a chill run down his spine and involuntarily shivered.

He quickly threw off the quilt, nimbly got out of bed, and hurried to the window.

Outside the window, freezing rain was falling in a light drizzle, the raindrops like crystal-clear ice beads, scattering down in a flurry.

These raindrops, like icy beads, mercilessly pelted the leaves of the trees in the courtyard, instantly freezing into a thin layer of ice that tightly enveloped the once lush and vibrant green leaves.

The trees in the entire courtyard seemed to be dressed in a magnificent silver robe, standing proudly in the cold wind and rain, forming a spectacular yet somewhat austere scene.

Hearing the noise coming from inside the room, the servants hurriedly pushed open the door and carefully approached Pei Yunjing.

They deftly took out a thick mink coat and gently draped it over the prince's shoulders, as if afraid that even a wisp of cold wind might seep into his body.

Pei Yunjing stood quietly by the window, his gaze fixed on the freezing rain outside, a sense of worry rising in his heart.

He thought of the ordinary people outside the palace walls, wondering if they could withstand this sudden cold wave.

Will their lives be severely affected by such harsh weather conditions? Will anyone fall into hardship due to hunger and cold?

Just then, the charcoal fire inside the hall seemed to sense the unease in its master's heart, and the fire suddenly became even more intense.

The roaring charcoal fire released waves of heat that slowly spread, and the warmth gradually dispelled the lingering chill in the room.

Pei Yunjing took a deep breath, feeling the air gradually warming up, and then resolutely turned and left the window.

He knew he still had many things to deal with and couldn't dwell on his worries about the people outside the palace.

However, the unexpected freezing rain was like an ominous sign, lingering in his mind and casting an indelible shadow over his heart.

Pei Yunjing's steps were firm and powerful as he walked through the magnificent palace corridors toward his study.

The servants followed closely behind, their lanterns swaying in the dim morning light, adding a touch of warmth to the chilly morning.

Upon arriving at his study, Pei Yunjing immediately instructed his attendants to summon the steward and several trusted ministers. He needed to understand the situation outside the palace and take appropriate countermeasures.

He knew that as a prince, he not only had to care about important state affairs, but also had to have a heart that was concerned about the country and its people.

Soon after, the steward rushed over, knelt down to pay his respects, and reported the situation outside the palace.

Just as Pei Yunjing had feared, the freezing rain brought considerable trouble to the capital, with street vendors unable to operate and people's lives affected.

Moreover, such weather could also lead to the outbreak of epidemics.

Upon hearing this, Pei Yunjing frowned and quickly issued a series of orders:

He allocated food and supplies from the palace and set up soup kitchens to relieve the people's urgent needs; he also dispatched imperial physicians to the outskirts of the city to prevent the spread of the epidemic.

At the same time, he also asked his ministers to strengthen patrols of the city's defenses to ensure that the city walls were not eroded by freezing rain.

After arranging everything, Pei Yunjing felt a little more relaxed.

He walked to his desk, picked up a wolf-hair brush, and began to write on the rice paper.

He wanted to present his views at the court meeting, hoping to gain his father's support and work together to deal with this sudden natural disaster.

Outside the window, the freezing rain continued to fall, but Pei Yunjing already had a plan in mind.

He knew that as long as everyone was united, there was no difficulty that could not be overcome. He firmly believed that after this freezing rain, even brighter sunshine would surely follow.

As time went by, the court officials arrived at the study one after another. Seeing that Pei Yunjing had begun handling state affairs so early, they couldn't help but feel even more admiration for him.

Pei Yunjing didn't say much; he demonstrated the responsibility and duty that a prince should have through his actions.

As dawn faded and the sky brightened, Pei Yunjing's study was brightly lit, filled with the sounds of discussion and decision-making, injecting new vitality into this ancient palace.

That freezing rain also became an important test on Pei Yunjing's path to growth.

As the court officials arrived one after another, the atmosphere in the study became increasingly serious and busy.

Pei Yunjing stood before his desk, dressed in princely robes, exuding solemnity and majesty. His gaze was firm, his command decisive. He listened attentively to each minister's report and swiftly issued instructions.

"Lord Li, you are in charge of allocating grain and supplies. Make sure that every portion reaches the people who truly need it."

Pei Yunjing spoke to General Li Zhong, who was standing upright.

"Yes, Sixth Prince, I will certainly live up to your mission." Lord Li replied respectfully, and then hurriedly left.