After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 334

At this time, Jiang Zhao had scolded the emperor and the queen mother eighteen thousand times in his heart.

But no matter how much she scolded, it couldn't reduce the chill all over her body.

Just came in for a while, Jiang Zhao already felt as if half a century had passed.

She felt that she urgently needed a bowl of hot soup and a warm coat.

But these can only be found in dreams, if you have nothing to do and dream more, you will have everything.

Sighing, he hugged himself a little tighter, trying hard to form himself into a ball.

In this dark dungeon, there seemed to be nothing to do except sleep and daydream.

Surrounded by the chill, Jiang Zhao fell asleep in a daze.

Even when she was asleep, she could feel the chill penetrating into her bones, making her feel uncomfortable.

I don't know how long I slept, and I don't know what time it is outside.

Jiang Zhao opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was still the dark sky prison.

She felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and even exhaling felt a little heavy and difficult.

She felt herself shivering from the cold.

When she opened her eyes and saw that it was not her own room, she was really uncomfortable.

After blinking his eyes a few times, he remembered that he was in the dungeon.

Now I don't know whether it is day or night, and no one comes to give her stuttering.

She grew up so big, no matter in her past life or this life, she has never been involved in a game yet.

If in the situation of the previous life, although there is no freedom, at least one can still eat and clothe warmly.

Just when Jiang Zhao was thinking about whether someone would come to deliver food, she seemed to hear a little movement outside the door.

But the movement was so small that she couldn't hear it clearly, and it was not ruled out that she was so cold that she was hallucinating.

But a figure that soon appeared at the door proved that she did not have auditory hallucinations.

Jiang Zhao glanced at it casually. She didn't have the energy to think now, and she didn't want to see who was standing at the door, so she withdrew her eyes.

"Jiang Qing."

As soon as the figure outside the door spoke, Jiang Zhao knew who it was.

Who else but the emperor would call her that?
She sighed, and wanted to get up to salute, but she had no strength in her whole body, and thought that she was in the prison now, and whether she could get out was still a question mark.

He simply didn't get up to greet him, but just asked.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Soon the emperor's slightly apologetic voice came from outside the door.

"I'm really sorry, because I took it and put you in prison."

"It's unbearably cloudy and humid this day, I brought you some thick clothes, you should put them on quickly, lest you catch a cold and get a cold."

In this ancient time, wind-cold was not a minor illness, and one who was not careful could die just like that.

With that said, the emperor took the clothes from Wei Chengyun next to him, and took them in for Jiang Zhao.

He is the emperor, as long as he wants the key to this prison, he will naturally get it.

Now unlock it and walk right in.

Carrying a lantern, the prison was already impenetrable to light, but now at night, it was even darker.

Following the voice of Jiang Zhao just now, I saw Jiang Zhao sitting in a corner huddled up.

For unknown reasons, all the hair ornaments on her head were thrown on the ground, her hair was disheveled, and she looked quite embarrassed.

"Jiang Qing, what's wrong with you?"

The emperor frowned and asked, why did she become so embarrassed after only one afternoon?
Jiang Zhao looked along the light of the lantern, because he had been out of the darkness for too long, and his eyes were still a little uncomfortable when he saw the light at first glance.

Squinting his eyes, he looked at the emperor's face.

But she didn't want to say that she took off all the hair accessories on her head because they were too heavy and she had no strength.

He just said: "This minister is only wearing a sinful body now, how can he wear such fine jewelry, so he took them all off."

"Since your majesty is here, take them away and give them to more suitable people in the future."

Hearing what she said, the emperor's expression turned even worse.

"You are the most suitable person to wear it. Don't worry, I must convince the queen mother to let her let you out. Now you can put this dress on first."

The emperor looked at Jiang Zhao's bloodless face that was frozen, and felt a little distressed in his heart.

It was fine when I came in, but now it has become so weak.

The voice of Jiang Zhao talking to him just now, if it wasn't for his good hearing, maybe he couldn't hear what she was saying.

He knelt down and put the clothes on Jiang Zhao's body. Jiang Zhao didn't refuse, but just pulled off the clothes and put them on silently.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for caring about the guilty minister."

"You are not a guilty minister, but you just made your mother unhappy, so she locked you here in a fit of anger, but don't worry, my mother is the most kind person, and she will definitely let you out soon."

The emperor squatted beside her and said to her.

The empress dowager is kind-hearted, I am afraid that she is only kind to her own son, but she is not so kind to others.

Jiang Zhao thought in his heart.

The emperor suddenly thought of something, got up quickly, and then went outside to take the food box from Wei Chengyun's hand.

"Let's have something to eat first. I specially asked the Imperial Dining Room to cook chicken soup for you. It's still hot. Drink some quickly to warm your body."

The emperor took out some chicken soup from a stew pot and handed it to Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao wanted to reach out to pick it up, but found that his hand was a little stiff from the cold.

It takes a few times to get used to bending.

After clenching his fist several times, he finally controlled his fingers, and then he took the chicken soup from the emperor's hand.

Seeing her like this, the emperor felt a little distressed, so he said.

"Let me feed you."

"Don't bother Your Majesty, the guilty minister can do it himself."

Jiang Zhao replied, holding the chicken soup in her hands, bursts of warmth came from her hands, which finally softened her stiff hands a little.

The aroma of the chicken soup came out along with its heat. Jiang Zhao picked it up and took a sip, and then couldn't help but take one sip after another, finishing a bowl of chicken soup very quickly.

It's like the eager gesture of a poisoned person drinking the antidote.

It wasn't until the whole bowl of chicken soup was eaten that Jiang Zhao felt that he was alive again.

I also wore warm clothes on my body, and my body slowly warmed up.

The emperor took out other dishes from the food box.

"Hurry up and eat something, or it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Jiang Zhao was not polite to him, picked up the chopsticks he handed over, and started to eat voraciously.

I ate early in the morning, but didn't eat at noon, and now I'm so hungry that I don't feel like it.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

The emperor kept watching her while eating, thinking that if it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be living in this cold sky prison.

(End of this chapter)