Chapter 205 You Sleep with Me

Chunzhi and Huo Zheng finished the three dishes and one soup, leaving not even the rice porridge.

After eating, my body warmed up.

Huo Zheng asked the maids to come in and clear the dishes away. Chunzhi walked to the window and saw the heavy snow falling in the yard.

The snow weighs down the branches, and the red plum blossoms bloom proudly in the snow.

The night is dark, and the snow reflects the white frost.

Chunzhi grew up in Linshui Town, which is located in the south. It is rainy, with rivers crisscrossing, and snow is rarely seen.

Even if it snows in Nanzhou, it won't be this heavy.

Chunzhi traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers and passed through the vast snow on the way to Xizhou. She did not feel the same sense of surprise as the southerners when seeing the heavy snow. She was only worried about how the people who fled Xizhou would survive in such a heavy snowstorm.

She had seen so much suffering along the way.

After Huo Zheng and the servants had cleared the table and left, he closed the door and walked behind Chunzhi. He put his arms around her from behind and whispered in her ear, "What are you thinking about?"

"I wonder when this snow will stop." Chunzhi whispered, "When will the war be over?"

"It will be soon." Huo Zheng said, "I will make a quick decision."

Chunzhi believed Huo Zheng would definitely do what he said, but she couldn't help but feel pity for the people who were left homeless by the war. "With such a heavy snowstorm, I wonder how many people will freeze to death or starve to death."

Huo Zheng was stunned when he heard Chunzhi say this.

He originally thought that Chunzhi was standing by the window enjoying the scenery, but he didn't expect that she was also concerned about the country and the people.

He really married a treasure when he married Chunzhi.

Huo Zheng told her, "Today our army has decisively defeated the Xiling people. We are confident of victory in the upcoming battles. I have already sent people to recall the civilians who have left the city and resettle them there. We have also set up porridge stalls along the way to provide relief to the refugees. We will save as many as we can."

Even though he was the King of Chang'an, he could not save all living beings.

With natural disasters and man-made disasters ahead, we should save as much as we can.

"Don't think about it for now. Go get some sleep." Chunzhi turned around and said to Huo Zheng, "How long have you not closed your eyes?"

After the war, Huo Zheng was busy arranging the battle strategy to pursue the Xiling army, sending Jiang Hao to suppress the rebels, rescue the ninth prince Huo Yan, and take care of all the affairs. It was not until he finally returned to the general's mansion to have dinner with her.

Chunzhi knew that Huo Zheng would definitely be busy next, so she asked him to take advantage of the time and get some sleep.

Huo Zheng hadn't slept for two days. Afraid Chunzhi would worry, he didn't answer. He just hugged her and whispered, "Then stay with me for a while."

Chunzhi had actually slept enough, but after Huo Zheng said that, she still agreed.

The two of them got on the bed and fell asleep in each other's arms.

They were all injured and couldn't do anything, but just hugging each other like this made them feel satisfied.

Huo Zheng closed his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Did Xiaoxing cry when you came to Xizhou?"

"I don't know either." Chunzhi said, "My mother knew I was coming to Xizhou, so she asked me to leave Xiao Xinghui at Qiwu Palace. When I left the capital, I didn't even get to see Xiao Xinghui again..."

These days she was always worried that Xiaoxinghui would cry when he couldn't see her, so she could only comfort herself by saying that her mother loved Xiaoxinghui so much and Yanran would definitely take good care of him in the palace.

Huo Zheng gently patted Chunzhi's back, silently comforting her.

Chunzhi thought of Xiaoxinghui and said softly, "Don't look at him as young as he is. He actually understands everything. When he heard the news that Prince Chang'an died in battle in Xizhou, he couldn't stop crying. No matter how I comforted him, it wouldn't stop..."

Huo Zheng laughed and said, "When I get back, I will hold him every day."

The two talked in low voices, and soon Huo Zheng fell asleep.

When Chunzhi said, "Don't look at your mother as if she can't be crushed by anything. She almost fainted when she heard the bad news," Huo Zheng had already breathed steadily and fell into a deep sleep.

Chunzhi raised her hand and touched Huo Zheng's face. "You must be exhausted these days. Have a good sleep."

After she finished speaking, she gently moved her body, almost sticking close to Huo Zheng, close enough to hear his heartbeat.

Huo Zheng is still alive.

He was right next to her.

very nice.

Huo Zheng slept very soundly, but because of the heavy responsibility he had, he woke up in less than three hours.

It was snowing heavily outside and the sky was just getting light.

He originally wanted to have breakfast with Chunzhi, but the deputy general came hurriedly and asked him to leave.

Before leaving, Huo Zheng said to Chunzhi, "Stay safe in the General's Mansion. If you need anything, please consult Madam Wang. I'll be back as soon as I'm done."

Chunzhi nodded and said "Okay", "You go and do your thing. I'm not a child, you don't need to worry about me."

Huo Zheng wanted to say something but didn't. He just raised his hand, touched Chunzhi's earlobe, and strode away with his deputy general.

Chunzhi sat in the house for a while, ate some breakfast brought by the maid, then put on a fox fur coat and went to the yard to watch the snow.

As the sky brightened, the snow gradually became lighter, showing signs of stopping.

Chunzhi reached out and pinched the snow, and the pure white snow shrank into a ball of ice when squeezed by her warm hands.

She threw it away and grabbed another handful.

The result is still the same.

At this time, Madam Wang came over with her maid. Seeing Chunzhi pinching snow, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Princess, be careful not to catch a cold."

Mrs. Wang is already in her forties, about the same age as Mrs. Mu.

The story that the Prince of Chang'an would not marry anyone other than you had already spread widely, and even Lady Wang, who was far away in Xizhou, had heard of it.

Before meeting Chunzhi, Mrs. Wang thought that Princess Chang'an was some kind of stunningly beautiful and enchanting concubine who brought disaster to the country and the people. But last night, when Commander Jiang brought Princess Chang'an to her house suddenly, what she saw was a young girl dressed in men's clothes and covered in dust.

Today Chunzhi had washed herself clean and was wearing women's clothes, but she only used a jade hairpin to tie her hair into a simple bun, and her face was not made up. She was not like those noble ladies in the capital who took pride in dressing gorgeously. Instead, she looked like a girl next door, with an extraordinary beauty that was hard to ignore.

Chunzhi threw away the snowball in her hand and looked up at Madam Wang, "Madam is here."

Madam Wang handed Chunzhi a handkerchief to wipe her hands. "Princess, are you used to staying here last night? If there's anything you don't like about the food or the things you use, please feel free to tell me. Don't hesitate."

Haruji said, "Everything is fine."

At this time, if the General's Mansion could produce any good things, they would have given them away long ago. If not, she didn't want to cause trouble for others.

Seeing that the princess was so easy to talk to, Mrs. Wang breathed a sigh of relief and arranged for two maids to stay and serve her.

Chunzhi refused and asked Mrs. Wang to get her a set of writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, so that she could write a letter home and send it back to the capital.

Mrs. Wang had been at the border for a long time and had little contact with the nobles in the capital. She was originally worried that she would not be able to entertain the Princess of Chang'an well enough. However, she found that the Princess was not arrogant at all and was very easy-going. She immediately arranged for her maid to bring her writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

Soon, the things were delivered.

Chunzhi was busy writing a letter home. Mrs. Wang talked to her for a while and then left with her maid.

Chunzhi was grinding ink while thinking about how to write a letter home.