The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Xiao Xixi nodded obediently: "I see."

Luo Qinghan: "Then do you know why he came to see Gu?"

"I know, my mother and my sister fell into the water and fell ill. My father would like to ask you to allow the imperial physician to leave the palace to treat them."

"Then do you want to help him alone?"

Xiao Xixi nodded: "Hope."

Luo Qinghan's eyes contained exploration: "Don't you dislike them? Why do you want to help them alone? Are you planning to repay your grievances with virtue?"

"Concubine really doesn't like them very much, but it's not to the point of wanting them to die, especially concubine's younger sister, she is only a child, she is innocent, and concubine doesn't want her to die early, that way. What a pity. Leaving aside these personal relationships, the concubine's father is quite talented in leading troops and fighting, and now he is in need of help. If His Highness can show mercy to him, he will definitely remember it in his heart. , he may be a helper for you when you ascend to the throne in the future."

Luo Qinghan looked at her steadily.

Xiao Xixi blinked: "Why is Your Highness looking at your concubine like this?"

After a long time, Luo Qinghan said, "You see it quite clearly."

Xiao Xixi said embarrassedly, "Thanks for the praise, Your Highness."

In fact, when Xiao Lingfeng came to ask for help, Luo Qinghan was ready to help him, but he knew the truth of Shengmien fighting against Miqiu, so he asked Chang Gong to perform a show.

Eunuch Chang deliberately pretended to be very embarrassed in front of Xiao Lingfeng, going in and out three times, procrastinating again and again, until Xiao Lingfeng was desperate and kneeling and begging, did he agree to his request.

In this way, it seems that the prince's grace is extremely hard-won, and Xiao Lingfeng will naturally cherish this kindness even more.

Luo Qinghan didn't tell the woman in front of these tricks to play with people's hearts, she didn't need to know these messes.

Luo Qinghan said lightly: "Fang Caigu has already asked Chang Xi to take your father to the hospital. As for whether your mother and your sister can save their lives this time, it depends on God's mercy."

Xiao Xixi said lightly: "The concubine has already done the math for them. They shouldn't have to worry about their lives this time, but they will only suffer some flesh and blood."

"Are you good at fortune telling?"

"It's alright."

"Then can you help calculate, when will it rain in the south? Four counties in the south have been in drought for almost three months."

Xiao Xixi asked: "Is there a map? The area in the south is very large. I want to know which place you are referring to?"

Luo Qinghan happened to have a map of the Grand Dynasty here, and he asked someone to take it out and unfold it on the table.

He drew a circle on the south side of the map with his finger, and said, "It's this area that is suffering from drought."

Xiao Xixi stretched out her right hand, pressed it on the place he circled, closed her eyes, and began to sense.

After a while, she opened her eyes and said with a frown: "If the concubine is not wrong, it will not rain in these four counties until the end of this year."

Luo Qinghan didn't speak, a trace of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

It's still half a year before the end of the year. If it doesn't rain, the people in the south will have nothing to harvest this year.

As a result, not only would they not be able to pay their taxes, but it would even be difficult for them to fill their stomachs.

How many poor people will starve to death by then?

Xiao Xixi stared at the map, pointing her fingers to and fro on it, chanting words in her mouth.

Luo Qinghan couldn't hear what she was saying, and asked directly, "What did you see?"