After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Jiang Ning was startled, as if he didn't quite believe what the other party said.

But after the surprise, there is a deeper gratitude.

She and Jiang Qingyuan met by chance, and although they were tied together due to a trick of fate, in the end, the other party had no obligation to help her.

"Your Majesty, don't worry about it. All this is what this old man should do. If it weren't for your hard work in the palace to deal with it, Madam, I'm afraid I will inevitably be murdered by a traitor."

Jiang Ning nodded slightly, and said no more, although she knew in her heart that everything she did was for herself, not for Jiang Qingyuan's family.

But at this moment, it is meaningless to entangle the cause and effect right or wrong.

"Me." Jiang Ning turned his head to look at the door. The wind and snow were getting stronger. Snow flakes the size of goose feathers were swept into the house and fell on the ground and instantly turned into a puddle of water. The grass and trees in the yard were gradually covered by white snow. covered.

"I still have some things to deal with." Jiang Ning lowered his eyelids.

"Nothing." Jiang Qingyuan smiled relievedly, "Young lady, if you want to leave, you only need to send someone from the palace to pass a letter to the old man, and then decoct the medicine powder in your hand. Other things , there is no need to ask.”

She shook the traditional Chinese medicine powder, and knew in her heart that this should be the fake death medicine often written in story books.

She couldn't help laughing, she used to see it in the story books, and she never imagined that she would be able to use this thing one day.

Jiang Ning nodded in agreement, accepted the powder, the two exchanged a few more words, and Jiang Qingyuan said goodbye and left.

The ground in the courtyard of the Leng Palace was gradually covered with white snow, and Xueqiu seemed to have never seen such a scene covered in snow, rolling and having fun in the snow, tirelessly.

The snow-white fur was stained with snow, and the branches were condensed into frills, making it look like a little snow-white hedgehog.

The little hedgehog just jumped into the house, gracefully leaving some dark plum blossom footprints on the ground of the house, and was picked up by Zhe Liu and held in his arms.

While wiping Snowball's hair with a cotton cloth, she reprimanded her in a low voice.

"Whose kitten doesn't know how to come back after going out to play like you? You won't come back without calling you, are you, bad cat."

"Oh, where did this little hedgehog come from? Where did our Xueqiu go, do you know?"

Zheliu's broken thoughts came to an abrupt end when Xueqiu stretched his neck and rubbed against her arm. She smiled, wrapped Xueqiu in a soft cloth, and hugged her in her arms. There was a sneeze in the face.

Jiang Ning couldn't help laughing out loud.

At this moment when the house was full of warmth, there was a knock on the door again, and Zhe Liu handed over the snowball to Jiang Ning, and opened the door with an umbrella.

Just now, the courtyard door opened a crack, and Lu Feng's smiling face, whose nose was slightly red from the cold, slipped in instantly.

Zhe Liu was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to close the door, but the movement of closing the door caught Lu Feng's neck in an instant.

Lu Feng suddenly yelled, "Ah, murdering my husband—"

The voice resounded through the cold palace.

Frustrated, Zhe Liu covered Lu Feng's mouth, and opened the door after he calmed down.

It wasn't until the courtyard door was fully opened that the master and servant realized that Lu Feng was followed by a number of guards carrying burdens.

As soon as Lu Feng gave an order, those imperial guards quickly walked into the cold palace with their burdens, and when they reached Jiang Ning, they all put down their burdens and saluted Jiang Ning respectfully.

Lu Feng looked at Jiang Ning, and said with a mysterious expression, "Your Majesty, these are the charcoals that the Prime Minister ordered us to send to Your Majesty. The best bamboo charcoal is enough for a whole winter."

After that, he turned his head and told the imperial guards, "Go and burn some charcoal fire, don't let our mother be cold.".

"Yes." The imperial guards all agreed and left carrying bamboo poles.

Seeing that there were only the three of them left in the room, Lu Feng sneaked up and whispered to Jiang Ning, "Ten loads belong to the prime minister, and one load was collected by our imperial guards. What good things do we have to do?" I'm thinking of my wife."

As soon as these words came out, Zhe Liu immediately understood, "Yes, yes, and the deputy commander must be good, with a wide network of contacts."

Sure enough, these words were very useful to Lu Feng, his cheeks turned red immediately, and he laughed lightly as he grabbed his hair in embarrassment.

Jiang Ning's heart warmed, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I never thought that I would be so loved when I was so down."

"That's right." Lu Feng straightened his waist, and couldn't help showing a bit of pride on his face, "Our imperial guards are all kind and righteous people. You have drank with them, ma'am, and you are their brothers. Humans are not like some eunuchs who worship the high and step on the low, and follow the wind to make the rudder."

Before Lu Feng could finish his sentence, Zhe Liu kicked him hard. He quickly stopped talking, looked at Jiang Ning timidly, reached out to take the snowball in her arms, and stepped back.

Jiang Ning knew it well and didn't say much.

After a while, the imperial guards carried the charcoal fire into the house and left again.

The warm orange charcoal fire instantly illuminated the whole room, and the steaming heat filled the room. The snowball in Lu Feng's arms also jumped down, paced, and walked towards the charcoal brazier leisurely. I nestled down in a comfortable position, yawned, and fell asleep.

Zheliu brought three low stools, and found some steamed buns and corn from somewhere, and the three of them sat around the stove, roasting the things in their hands leisurely.

"Why did Mr. Shen suddenly enter the palace recently?" He was the first to ask.

"Not only Mrs. Shen, but all the family members of the empresses have entered the palace. It is said that it is because the empress is pregnant." Lu Feng's voice gradually became weaker, and he carefully looked back at Jiang Ning beside him. After seeing that her expression was normal, he continued. He opened his mouth, "The emperor granted permission for the empress's family to visit the palace, but thinking that the end of the year is approaching, so he let the family of all the empresses enter the palace to visit together."

Zhe Liu nodded, and stopped talking, turned a piece of corn in his hand over and over for a long time, and then slowly turned his head to look at Jiang Ning.

"Your Majesty, what are your plans for the future?"

When Zheliu asked this sentence, he just felt that Mu Jingzhao must have love for Jiang Ning, and now he seems ungrateful and ungrateful, just because the two had a verbal conflict not long ago and he was angry. It was only after being dazzled by the queen's life-saving grace that he was deluded.

To put it simply, she always believed that it was only a matter of time before her mother-in-law regained her favor, the key was whether she wanted to or not.

And this sentence, falling into Jiang Ning's ears, instantly changed to other meanings.

"Let's clarify the matter first." Jiang Ning said softly, "Even if you want to die, you have to die and understand."