Reborn and Queen

Five days later, simple wooden houses were built on this open grassland, and every household affected by the disaster was properly accommodated.

At noon, smoke curled up in the air and the aroma filled the air. The victims, regardless of whether they were rich or poor, queued up in five long lines in an orderly manner and served rice one by one in front of the stove. Everyone's face was filled with a happy smile.

Ling Yuexi changed out of her long skirt and wore a simple red outfit. She wore homemade black leather boots. She took off her bun and tied a ponytail with a red ribbon. She went to Yujiang Juetikou with Xiao Mojue and Si Nan to survey the situation and draw the drawings in person.

After researching and finally deciding on a plan, just like when the people announced it, they all fell to the ground and expressed gratitude.

Ling Yuexi was a legend in their hearts before, but now, she is a goddess in their hearts.

Originally, we planned to start construction on the second day, but it started to rain miserably.

When Yan'er came back from fetching water, she saw that Ling Yuexi was still focused on writing and drawing at the desk, so she tried to dissuade her: "My dear, you stay up late every day. How can your body bear it? It's better to rest early."

Ling Yuexi put down her pen, rubbed her temples with both hands, looked tired, turned to Yan'er, smiled faintly, and sighed: "Seeing the hopes that the people of Huai'an have for me, how can I sleep... But you have become much thinner.

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Yan'er's eyes heated up, she turned around and poured a glass of water and put it in front of Ling Yuexi.

"My slave is fine. I just feel sorry for you when I see you working so hard. Your Majesty, I have something to say, which is not worth saying."

"Haha, although you and I are master and servant, we are as close as sisters. If there is anything to be cautious about, there is no harm in saying anything."

Ling Yuexi took a sip of tea, leaned against the cushions, and smiled.

"Your Majesty, Yan'er feels that the regent's eyes are very strange when he looks at your Majesty. It seems to be a very distressed look. Your Majesty, since you entered the palace, you have been thinking about everything for the Emperor's country. You have been working so hard and so hard.

Because of the Emperor, the slaves are afraid, the Emperor has failed the empress!"

Listening to Yan'er's words, Ling Yuexi's smile gradually narrowed, her eyes turned to Yan'er, and she said slowly: "Yan'er's words don't match the words at the beginning, what do you want to say?"

Yan'er glanced at Ling Yuexi, lowered her head, and murmured: "Yan'er knows your empress' personality and feels sorry for her. She is afraid that one day, the emperor will let you down..."

"Yan'er!"

Ling Yuexi interrupted Yan'er softly.

"I understand your heart and what you want to say. This matter is over now. Now that you know my character, there is no need to worry. I will not fight to the death for a man!"

"My slave has taken note of it."

Yan'er bowed her head in response, stepped back, made her own mattress, took a long gown and walked out of the tent slowly.

After Yan'er left, Ling Yuexi suddenly looked a little sad.

Xiao Mojue seems to have become a wound in her heart that cannot be touched!

In the cold and steady drizzle, the candlelight lit in several military tents added a bit of warmth. Yan'er held an umbrella, feeling conflicted and entangled in her heart.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Su Qing looked around and pulled Yan'er to a dark corner.

Yan'er's eyes were red, she bit her lower lip, raised her head, and cried: "Brother, let's not do this, okay? I don't want to..."

"Sister, you are crazy!"

Su Qing quickly covered Yan'er's mouth, looked around cautiously, and whispered: "Sister, did that queen fill you with ** soup again? Are you going to watch your only brother die in front of you for her?"

?What’s more, I have already done it. If you insist not to do it, go and surrender me!"

After Su Qing finished speaking bitterly, she folded her arms and turned her back to Yan'er.

"But, the queen is kind-hearted, so don't you see how she treats these victims?"

Yan'er snarled and continued to dissuade her.

"Huh! Kind-hearted? My sister doesn't think she is being hypocritical, but she is just trying to establish prestige for herself. By the way, didn't my sister realize that the Queen and Wu Qingyang are too close? Huh, no wonder, not only did she fail to fulfill your wish,

Instead, they will tear you apart!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Sister, you are too naive! The queen just wants Wu Qingyang to be loyal to her alone! Sister, don't forget the promise made by the saint. After the event is completed, you will marry Wu Qingyang in a glorious manner as the princess!

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Yan'er walked back in a daze without knowing why.

That night, Su Qing told her that he was already the saint's man and had the obligation to protect her. For her, he must be hostile to the Queen. On the eve of departure, Xuhua Palace sent an autographed letter from the saint to

A promise that is top priority for her.

At that time, she thought she could give everything for this promise, but over the past few days, her determination has collapsed little by little.

It was getting slightly brighter, and Ling Yuexi had gotten up to wash herself.

Yan'er fell asleep for the first time before she woke up. Ling Yuexi thought it was due to fatigue and couldn't bear to wake her up, so she walked out quietly.

The drizzle was drizzling, much lighter than last night. At this time, she seemed to hear a suppressed cry in the distance. Following the cry, Ling Yuexi walked over. She recognized that it was a family named Li.

My husband was buried by a flash flood, leaving three people orphaned and widowed.

Pushing open the wooden door and walking in, she was frightened by the sight in front of her.

The woman named Song Ju held her five-year-old daughter Li Xiangxiang in one hand and her five-month-old baby boy in the other, sobbing softly. Next to her, lay a military doctor with a broken head and bleeding.

"Song Ju, what's wrong with you!"

Ling Yuexi was shocked. Her first guess was that the military doctor bullied Song Ju and she saved herself. However, when her eyes fell on Li Xiangxiang's face covered with rashes, she was even more frightened.

"Empress, please save my daughter. What she got is not a plague, it's not a plague..."

Song Ju knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

plague?

Ling Yuexi immediately moved forward and took a closer look.

Not only did Li Xiangxiang have a rash on her face, but she also had rashes on her neck and arms. Ling Yuexi tried it with the back of her hand, then quickly withdrew her hand and said in a deep voice: "The child has a fever and needs immediate treatment. Song Ju, you

Why kill the military doctor?”

"He said that getting the incense is an infectious disease that will cause a plague. The incense must be burned immediately to control the infection. Madam, as long as you save my child, I will accept it even if it means beheading!"

Song Ju's eyes were a little dull, and she just kept crying and kowtowing.

"Okay, don't cry yet. I promise you that I will save your child. Moreover, this is not an infectious disease, it's just eczema. It's okay!"

Ling Yuexi helped Song Ju up and continued to comfort her: "This quack doctor is making alarmist remarks and it is not a pity to die. I will not blame you!"

"Empress, for your great kindness, Song Ju will be a cow and a horse for you in the next life..."

"Let's go quickly. The child has a high fever. We can't delay it any longer. Let's move into my tent first. No one will make things difficult for you!"

Ling Yuexi said, taking the baby boy in Song Ju's arms, and returned to her tent with Song Ju.