Arrogant medical concubine: the exclusive love of the violent prince

Chapter 592 Jiu'er, I Really Can't Have You Anymore
"Hey~~"

She sighed softly, and also realized her agitated emotions just now, turned over and lay down on the bed, and whispered to herself, "Didn't they just treat you as Feng Qinyu? Why are you so excited?" ?”

She also felt that she had become really inexplicable, facing Dongfang Yunlie, her emotions would always easily get out of control.

At this time, Dongfang Yunlie outside the door looked at the closed door, his eyes quietly dimmed, "Jiu'er, can I really not have you anymore?"

Unknowingly, Feng Qinyu had lived in the Yizheng Palace for several months, and the red beans in the garden had almost withered, and the winter had come, and the withered leaves and dead branches were covered with white snow.

The dead wood, that solitary tomb was still lying there quietly, covered with white snow, only the words engraved on the tombstone-"Beloved Wife Feng Qinyu" were exposed.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Feng Qinyu couldn't tell what it was like. In her mind, the heartbreaking scene of Dongfang Yunlie sitting quietly in front of the tombstone and carving words flashed across her mind, and her heart throbbed along with it.

"Actually, even if you really die, you are still very happy."

Bai Xue wet Feng Qinyu's jet-black hair, she looked at the quiet tombstone in front of her, with the three characters "Feng Qinyu" engraved on it, and said in a low voice.

The Golden Temple——

"Your Majesty, my minister reported yesterday that thousands of people in Jiangling City robbed their homes, and the government was powerless to suppress it. The situation in Jiangling City is very chaotic now."

Prime Minister Sun Boqin took out a memorial from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Jiangling City? Is it the Jiangling City that was hit by a snowstorm a month ago, resulting in no crops in the fields?"

"That's right, Your Majesty, it is indeed Jiangling City. Now the people of Jiangling City are freezing to death, starving to death, the people of Jiangling City are full of complaints, the people are struggling to live, and the life of the people is hard."

After listening to Sun Boqin's statement, Dongfang Yunlie frowned slightly. Then, he turned his gaze to the Minister of the Household Department, and said, "Didn't I order the Ministry of Household Affairs to allocate 100 million taels of disaster relief funds? That 100 million taels is enough for the people of Jiangling. Is it over?"

Seeing Dongfang Yunlie looking at him, Ye Kuan, Minister of the Household Department, stood up from the queue tremblingly, "Go back to the emperor, my humble minister... After receiving the order that day, my humble minister immediately sent someone to allocate 100 million taels of disaster relief funds to Jiangling City, never dare to neglect in the slightest."

This is true, so far, no one who dared to disobey Dongfang Yunlie's order had such courage.

Seeing Ye Kuan take out a yellow notebook from his pocket, he presented it, "Your Majesty, this is the memorabilia handed in after the prefect of Jiangling City signed for the silver. Please have a look at it."

The accompanying eunuch took the playbook and presented it in front of Dongfang Yunlie. Dongfang Yunlie took it over and glanced at it, with a stern look in his eyes.

He pursed his thin lips lightly and said nothing, just like that, the ministers above the hall did not dare to take a breath, but looked at Dongfang Yunlie with a look of fear on their faces.

Especially Ye Kuan, Minister of the Household Department, is now so scared that his legs are weak.

The 100 million taels was allocated from his household department. If it had not been allocated to the people of Jiangling, he would definitely be implicated.

"This matter, I will send someone to investigate thoroughly, let's retreat first."

Finally, at the moment when the officials were sweating profusely from fright, Dongfang Yunlie spoke out.

(End of this chapter)