The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 316 The gloomy and violent little emperor vs the bright and charming foreign dancer
For the next few days, Fu Wan stayed in the palace all the time and never went out to commit suicide again.

But the drought only intensified, and the papers like snowflakes were handed over, and the courtiers guarded Zhao Yuan every day, wishing to grab him to apologize.

Under pressure and Fu Wan's persuasion, Zhao Yuan finally agreed to pray for rain, and at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, he read an edict of guilt, detailing the wrong things he did when he was king.

After doing this, Zhao Yuan and Fu Wan's food and clothing expenses were deducted to [-]% of what they were before.

There is nothing wrong with this, but she can't get enough to eat, and sometimes she is so hungry.

But in today's world, those who can afford to eat are the ones who snatch the food from the hungry. Fu Wan doesn't complain, but starts to become more and more anxious.

Zhao Yuan's health was getting worse and worse. He was a sleepless person, and gradually became lethargic, sluggish, and coughing.

Fu Wan knew he was coughing up blood, but Zhao Yuan never showed it in front of her.

Until the winter of this year, it snowed again in the imperial city, and the snowflakes flew all over the sky like torn cotton wool, making the palace walls in the distance as bright red as blood.

The red plum blossoms on the branches will not open.

Zhao Yuan became very afraid of the cold. This winter, he put on a black fox cloak and sat beside the smoked cage, drowsy.Fu Wan poked the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin with small pliers, the fiery red charcoal fire beeped, making the air inside the heavy curtains a bit stuffy.

But Zhao Yuan didn't realize it, he just reached out and grabbed Fu Wan's hand tightly.

His hands were cold and slender, with greasy sweat oozing from the palms, Fu Wan held his hands tightly and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is afraid of the cold, so it's better not to drink tea."

Zhao Yuan grabbed her hand, raised his eyelids slightly, "It's okay, I'm about to drink some tea to warm my body."

Fu Wan grasped Zhao Yuan's hand tightly, put his head on his bent knee, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I'm too lazy to move, this charcoal fire is warm enough."

Zhao Yuan didn't speak for a while, just twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled lowly.

……

Qi Wangfu.

King Qi sat in the study, put the pen in his hand on the pen hill, and then slowly raised his head.

He was born elegant and elegant, with fair complexion and warm eyebrows and eyes.He is even more well-dressed, has a noble manner, and behaves like a gentleman.

"There is only the last tea left." It was a respectful doorman who spoke.

But if there is an old fox here, you can know that this doorman is Qiu Shanjun, the number one counselor in the world. ,

King Qi raised his face, stood up quickly, raised his hand and said, "Sir, please sit down."

Qiu Shanjun did not dare to sit down, but said modestly: "Once this matter is over, there will be chaos in the palace. At this moment, the people who have been arranged will rise up and wait for the prince to take action to wipe out the rebels. Support the prince as a great treasure."

King Qi nodded, "There must be no mistakes in this matter."

When he said this, King Qi finally showed a hint of ambition, like a fox good at disguising, finally showing its tail.

King Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully.

The current Luan Niang is no longer so obedient, she knows the harm of the last pair of tea leaves.

A dog that is not so obedient is either driven by profit, or... quickly after getting rid of it.

King Qi is a smart man and knows what to do.

……

When the last pair of tea leaves was delivered to Fu Wan, Fu Wan was picking snow from the plum blossoms in the plum grove.She is not elegant, just occasionally artificial, but Zhao Yuan is becoming more and more restless, and lacks interest in everything.

Fu Wan looked a little startled, and subconsciously wanted to make him happy.

So he found Zhao Yuan to do something differently, hoping to arouse his interest.

Although the drought is over now, there are not a few people who have lost their homes and property because of the lack of grain in summer.This winter was surprisingly cold, and there were poor people and beggars who froze to death outside.

But Fu Wan understood that in many cases, the sins of the world are difficult for one person to reverse.

Even if Zhao Yuan, the faint king, is killed, this matter will not change much.There are many wise and diligent monarchs in history. If they were born before the building was about to collapse, it would be difficult to turn the tide.

There is no way to find a solution to many problems from oneself and others.

That can only go with the flow.

Fu Wan is like this at the moment, Zhao Yuan and she are living in the book of tragedy, it is doomed that there will be no good results, so let's live well now.

It was cold outside, so Fu Wan didn't care about looking good, but wrapped himself in clothes.

But the snow was so deep that her boots were soaked in a short time.

The snow water in winter was icy cold, Fu Wan couldn't bear it, so he took half a bottle of plum blossom snow water he had collected, and hurried back to change his shoes and socks before going to Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan snuggled up beside the smoked cage, half asleep and half awake.

His complexion was as pale as a dead man, and Fu Wan was terrified to see him sitting there motionless.

She kicked off her wooden clogs, quickly walked over with the snow water bottle in her arms, reached out and pulled Zhao Yuan's sleeve, and said softly, "Your Majesty, I'm going to collect the snow water, let's..."

Fu Wan's mind froze for a moment, and abruptly made a turning point, "I heard that the water boiled in this way smells like plum blossoms, let's boil it and drink it."

The last pack of tea leaves was enough to kill Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Fu Wan, with a weird smile on his face, and said softly, "Ah Que, let's make some tea."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the snow water bottle in Fu Wan's hand.

His hand unconsciously touched Fu Wan's, and Fu Wan noticed that his hand was almost as cold as a snow water bottle.

Shocked in her heart, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold Zhao Yuan's hand, put the snow water bottle aside, looked at the young man in front of her coquettishly, and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, we don't drink tea."

Zhao Yuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm very sleepy, I want to drink some tea to refresh myself."

Fu Wan grasped Zhao Yuan's hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Then Your Majesty should continue to take a moment." After she finished speaking, she stood up.

But Zhao Yuan was still pulling her, caught off guard by her staggering, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.He coughed violently, and a mouthful of blood spattered onto the snow-white raw silk screen, dripping and glaring.

Fu Wan subconsciously reached out to help Zhao Yuan, who pushed her away.

Zhao Yuan's expression returned to his previous violent expression in an instant, but it was fleeting. He looked at Fu Wan coldly, and said softly, "Get out."

Fu Wan looked at the blood on his lips, stood and refused to go, bent down, trying to wipe the blood off his lips.

But Zhao Yuan pushed her away again and cursed angrily: "I tell you to get out! Get out!"

Fu Wan looked at Zhao Yuan persistently, but his eyes were sour. Fu Wan panicked for a moment, turned around hastily, and ran out.

As she ran, tears finally flowed out.

　Thank you for wanting to be salty fish all the time, Bingjiao is in love with me, Gardenia White Tea, Leisurely Time, Murphy for their rewards!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)