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145, worry-free, didn't you see big brother?

After returning home, Ming Wuyou carefully sorted out his thoughts.

Murong Yu didn't come over on the night of the first day of the new year.

The next day, Ming Wuyou sent Caiyue to the regent's palace to inquire, but learned that Murong Yu would stay in the palace until the seventh day of the lunar month.

Caiyue said: "Aunt Bai told me personally. I think Your Highness must have been extremely busy these days."

Ming Wuyou's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

When Murong Yu was busiest in his previous life, he did not return to the Regent's Palace for more than half a month and did not appear in front of Ming Wuyou.

At that time, Ming Wuyou just felt that he didn't have to see him, and it felt so comfortable all over.

Now I miss and feel sad.

Murong Yu although and Zhan Wang worked together to stabilize the border troubles and ensure the stability of Qian's border defense.

However, things were turbulent within the imperial court, with many forces intertwined.

The more power a person has, the greater the responsibility.

Murong Yu's power over the world also meant that he worked harder and harder than others to select talents and stabilize the country.

"Miss." Caiyue called in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"

"...It's nothing." Ming Wuyou ordered: "Go to Prince Zhan's Mansion to find Qingfeng and see if my eldest brother has returned to the manor recently."

Yun Ziheng was walking in the Ministry of Household Affairs, and he was also responsible for the disaster management in the Thirteen Prefectures of Menggu. If he couldn't see Murong Yu, it would be feasible to talk to Yun Ziheng.

"yes!"

Caiyue sent someone to deliver the message, and Yun Zichen came to Wuyou Pavilion in person in the evening.

"Sister, do you have anything to do with your elder brother?"

"A bit..." Ming Wuyou asked him to sit down and made tea for him: "What, brother is too busy to go home recently?"

"Yes." Yun Zichen sighed and said: "The disaster situation this time is relatively serious, and the roads are blocked by heavy snow, and food and materials cannot be transported. It is always a bit complicated."

"That's right." Ming Wuyou nodded and said, "Then do I have time to see my eldest brother?"

"Of course it's okay to meet up." Yun Zichen said, "I'll help you arrange it."

The next day, Yun Zichen came to see Ming Wuyou early in the morning and said he had arranged to meet after dinner.

Ming Wuyou took care of all the trivial matters, packed the things he had prepared, and when the time came, he and Yun Zichen got on the carriage and headed to the Ministry of Household Office.

On the way, Yun Zichen explained: "My eldest brother said I can't go home yet, so we can only meet at the official residence."

"Well, thank you third brother for the arrangement." Ming Wuyou nodded.

Yun Zichen asked curiously: "What is the important thing that requires me to see my eldest brother?"

"I'll tell you after I meet my brother."

"Okay then." Yun Zichen didn't ask much and saw Ming Wuyou half-opening the car window and looking out.

He wanted to ask her to close the window, but seeing that Ming Wuyou was looking at the street seriously, he didn't say much, but took a hand stove and handed it to her: "Don't freeze it."

Ming Wuyou smiled and said, "Okay, thank you third brother."

When the carriage arrived at the Ministry of Household Affairs Office, it was already dark.

It was still snowing lightly, so Yun Zichen held an umbrella for Ming Wuyou and walked in with her.

Soon we arrived at the courtyard where Yun Ziheng worked.

There is a man standing in front of the courtyard gate holding a sword.

Ming Wuyou glanced at it and was suddenly stunned: "Guard Leng, why are you here?"

"I've met Miss Wuyou, I've met Third Young Master!" Leng Xiao saluted with clasped fists, "His Highness happened to be here on business, and the general will be here soon."

Ming Wuyou said "Ah" and walked towards the yard with a happy face.

Yun Zichen didn't go in. He raised his eyebrows and looked for a place to go to warm his hands by the fire.



The lights are on in the wing.

As soon as Ming Wuyou walked into the courtyard, the door to the room opened.

Looking at Murong Yu standing inside the door, Ming Wuyou subconsciously quickened his pace.

When they got closer, Murong Yu shook her hand, touched her face with the back of his hand, turned to Leng Xiao and ordered: "Go and prepare some hot tea."

He took Ming Wuyou into the room and shut out the cold winter wind.

Ming Wuyou missed him and without hesitation jumped up and hugged his neck: "Why are you here? Didn't I say that you will be very busy before the seventh day of the lunar month and won't leave the palace?"

"Something's wrong." Murong Yu hugged her and responded softly.

A gentle male voice sounded in the room with a sigh: "Wuyou, why don't you ask eldest brother first?"

Ming Wuyou froze slightly and exposed his eyes along Murong Yu's broad shoulders.

When she saw Yun Ziheng sitting not far away, she smiled sheepishly and withdrew from Murong Yu's arms: "Hello, big brother."

Yun Ziheng smiled, "Come over here and warm yourself by the fire, don't get cold."

"...Okay." Ming Wuyou walked over there, taking off his cloak.

Murong Yu held her hand down: "Bake it for a while and then untie it."

He pulled Ming Wuyou over and sat across from Yun Ziheng. He waited until the coldness in Ming Wuyou's hands faded away, his face was burning red, and he drank the hot tea soup brought by Leng Xiao, then he personally helped her put on the cloak.

Remove.

Yun Ziheng watched the whole process and said with a smile: "Your Highness is more devoted to my sister than me, the eldest brother."

Murong Yu ignored him, turned to Ming Wuyou and asked, "Is there anything you need to come to the Ministry of Household Affairs to find him?"

If something happened to Ming Wuyou, he hoped that he would be the first to know and the first to help her solve the problem.

"have."

Ming Wuyou nodded and handed the things he had prepared directly to Murong Yu: "I originally wanted to tell you, but you were busy, so I wanted to talk to my elder brother. You can take a look first."

"What is it?" Murong Yu took it and after reading the contents, he looked at Ming Wuyou in surprise: "What did you think of?"

"Yes." Ming Wuyou said: "Snow disasters occur frequently in the Thirteen Prefectures of Menggu, and there are major disasters every few years. This only shows that that place is not suitable for survival."

"If you want to cure this problem, the best way is to migrate to an oasis suitable for survival."

Yun Ziheng took the booklet from Murong Yu's hand and looked at it twice, and said: "But the Snow tribe people are not willing to leave. Longtu Mountain is in the Thirteenth Prefecture, and the Dragon God in the mountain is the god believed by the Snow tribe people."

"The people of the Snow Tribe have been guarding the Dragon God for generations. No matter how many people are killed by natural disasters, they will never leave."

"They even think that the snow disaster is due to the Dragon God's punishment from heaven. They hold large-scale sacrifices every year to pray for the Dragon God's forgiveness."

Ming Wuyouxin said that feudal superstition kills people.

If there really is a Dragon God, how could he bear to watch his followers suffer like this every few years?

Ming Wuyou said patiently: "There is a bodyguard in my escort agency who is originally from the Snow Clan."

"He once told me that the awe and madness of the Snow tribesmen towards the Dragon God were all deliberately guided by the leader of the Snow tribe."

"Every year, the sacrifices, gems and beauties prepared by the Snow Tribe people are actually hidden by the Snow Tribe leader and enjoyed privately."

Yun Ziheng was startled.

Murong Yu supported his chin with one hand, "Continue talking."

"That leader..." Ming Wuyou said: "He is afraid that after the Snow Tribe people migrate to the territory of Qian Country, he will completely lose control over the Snow Tribe people and become an empty leader and lose his power."
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