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The winter in Chengzhou is bright, not dark and gloomy.

It was the sunlight that shone through the clouds, and the thick snow reflected the glittering brightness.

Governor Sun came to the village early in the morning, under the pretext of visiting everyone.

He also brought a doctor, saying that he wanted to check on the young lady inside.

Song Jin's health is not serious. It's just due to excessive cold. He will be fine after taking some medicine to regulate his body.

Cui Huaiji nodded his chin and asked Shi An to send the doctor out.

"Governor Sun, what is the current situation in Chengzhou?"

Governor Sun hesitated and put his hands into his sleeves unconsciously.

"This...this...I am ashamed. The people suddenly refused to obey me, and I am not sure why."

"You are the head of a state, but you don't know why the people are rioting?"

Cui Huaiji frowned and looked at the governor of Chengzhou again.

The memorial presented to Sheng An did not clearly state the cause of the people's riots, only that Chengzhou urgently needed to send people to deal with the situation.

"I understand. Bring me all the things that happened in Chengzhou in the past few years and let me read it myself."

Governor Sun wiped his sweat and said, "Yes! Yes!"

"Governor Sun, let me take you there."

Governor Sun turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of doubt and contemplation.

Li Muyi just smiled without saying anything, and stretched out his hand to signal him that it was time to leave.

This governor looks like he is almost 50 years old. How can he still be the governor of a state at such an age? Unless he is extremely capable and can stay in office for more than ten years?

Looking at the violence, it doesn't seem like they have any extraordinary abilities.

Li Muyi sneered with an ambiguous tone.

"My dear, you are..."

Li Muyi nodded: "I am an aide to the Marquis, my last name is Li, Governor Sun, you are too polite."

"Mr. Li!" Governor Sun let out a sigh, as if relieved. "I wonder if the Marquis will come to Chengzhou this time..."

"Doesn't Governor Sun know?" Li Muyi pretended to be surprised, with a sneer on his face. "The Northern Di envoy came to Sheng'an and asked Your Majesty for the power to manage Chengzhou for one day. Don't you think it's a coincidence that the memorial submitted by Chengzhou was seen by the prince, so Your Majesty asked the Marquis to handle it."

Northern Di?

Governor Sun rolled his eyes and tested him: "Then did this envoy... tell me why? Chengzhou has always been simple and hospitable. If it weren't for this riot, it wouldn't have come to disturb Your Majesty."

"I don't know much about this matter." Li Muyi said in a long tone. Seeing that he was lost in his own thoughts, he smiled maliciously, "But I heard a little rumor that it seems to be related to a princess of Beidi."

"The princess of Beidi?"

Governor Sun slightly widened his pupils and then pretended nothing had happened.

"What is the relationship between the princess of Beidi and Chengzhou?"

"I don't know either."

Li Muyi stopped and stood at the doorway, looking at him, his tone inexplicably colder: "Governor Sun, I am not in a position to see you off."

"Ah? Oh oh."

Governor Sun did not suspect anything and returned to the governor's mansion with his doubts.

This time he went to visit Marquis Quling, he originally wanted to see the young lady from yesterday, but he was stopped by Marquis Quling and could not see her clearly. However, it was also because of this that he was sure that the young lady looked very familiar.

Such an outstanding appearance is unforgettable to anyone who sees it.

"I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Governor Sun frowned as he recalled the past, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glancing at the painting of a lady with flowers in her hair on the wall.

Suddenly a flash of white light passed through my mind.

It's her!

No wonder she looks so familiar, she looks almost exactly like her!

"Is she really the princess of Beidi?"

If this is true, things will be difficult.

Governor Sun had a murderous look on his face. He would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let even one go.

*

Song Jin has always been afraid of cold.

She didn't expect that she would faint halfway.

After waking up, I saw the bare ceiling of the bed and felt a little dazed.

"Qingwu?"

"Ma'am, I'm here."

Qing Wu came in carrying a bowl of medicine.

It was a prescription written by the doctor, specially designed to treat people like Song Jin who are afraid of cold, to help her relieve the bitter cold in Chengzhou.

"How do you feel, ma'am?"

Song Jin actually felt pretty good, except that his throat was a little dry.

"No problem, I'm so thirsty, Qingwu, I want to drink some water~"

Qing Wu took her coquettish behavior for granted, but she did not obediently go to pour water or bring the bowl of medicine over.

"My wife is the same. She also hid it from me. If anything really happens, my thousand heads won't be enough for the Marquis to chop off."

"He wouldn't dare!"

Suddenly smelling a bitter smell, Song Jin looked at the bowl of medicine in her hand in horror.

"Don't tell me this is for me to drink?"

Qing Wu pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Yes, my lady is thirsty, so it's a good time to drink it."

Song Jin turned his face away: "I'm not so thirsty anymore suddenly..."

Why does she still need to take medicine after coming to Chengzhou?

Qing Wu would not let her do as she pleased: "Chengzhou is bitterly cold, your body will definitely not be able to bear it. This medicine can help you recuperate. Have you forgotten what you came to Chengzhou for?"

Of course I didn't forget.

To investigate her mother's affairs.

She has been afraid of cold since she was in her mother's womb.

In Qingzhou, Song Tan spent a lot of money to get well. When he went to Sheng'an, he couldn't adapt to the temperature there, so he had to get well again. After finally getting well, he came to the even colder Chengzhou...

Song Jin was silent.

He raised his eyes to glance at the black medicine, and sighed resignedly.

"I'll drink it."

Song Jin pinched his nose and drank it all in one gulp.

The little face suddenly wrinkled into a ball.

It’s too bitter!

It's more bitter than any medicine she's ever taken!

People in Chengzhou are resistant to cold and are not afraid of bitterness, so they use bitter food as the main ingredient in their medicinal diet, believing that bitter food is effective.

Song Jin impatiently picked up the cold tea and gulped it down in a few gulps.

When the bitter taste faded, she realized that she hadn't seen Cui Huaiji and the others since she woke up for so long.

"Where are the Marquis and my uncle?"

Qing Wu realized it belatedly and responded, "I forgot to tell my wife that Lord Hou and his men have been gone for half an hour to investigate the civil unrest with Governor Sun."

"Civil unrest?"

Qing Wu briefly told her what happened when they entered the city.

The civil unrest in Chengzhou was far more serious than she had imagined.

You can't find anything in the manor.

Song Jin's mind became active.

"Madam, do you want to find out for yourself?"

As expected, she grew up with him.

Song Jin nodded quickly, his almond-shaped eyes round as he looked at her expectantly.

As if she refused, I would cry in front of her.

Being stared at by such a face, Qing Wu couldn't say no.

"My lady, please put on your veil when you go out."

The group of people who caused the riot must have remembered her face.

Song Jin put on the veil obediently.

*

The streets of Chengzhou are silent.

The vendors on both sides sat listlessly in their stalls. Some of them just raised their eyelids lazily and waved their hands casually to indicate that they were looking.

I don't care if my things are taken away by others for nothing.

No one commented on yesterday's civil unrest.

Song Jin found it strange and even more bizarre.

"Madam, why do the people of Chengzhou look so strange?"

There seemed to be no beggars.

Something is wrong!

Based on past experience, beggars mostly live in the most remote and desolate corners of the southwest.

But where they went, they saw endless numbers of people in tattered clothes.

It seems like begging, but it is not begging.

In the dilapidated southwest corner, two brightly colored figures suddenly rushed in, like a bright beam of light in the darkness.

“Someone’s coming!”

The crowd was like a frightened bird, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Qing Wu grabbed her clothes in fear: "Madam, let's go back first..."

Song Jin held her hand and said, "Chengzhou seems prosperous and peaceful on the surface, but look here, almost half of the people live like beggars, don't you think it's strange?"

"But I'm afraid something will happen to my wife!"

"It's okay, we have no ill intentions. If the situation is really wrong, we will leave."

This man cannot be persuaded.

Qing Wu had no choice but to stay by her side, so that if anything happened, he could protect her immediately.

The houses in the southwest are made of mud, which are completely different from the village where she lives.

Looking around, the ochre-colored house shells are connected together, and the wind seems to be mixed with coarse dust, making it difficult to breathe.

Song Jin could sense them hiding in the shadows, secretly watching them.

"I didn't mean to walk in here by accident. I mean no harm. I have some questions for you. Would you be willing to come out and see me?"

"Don't worry, I wasn't sent by anyone. I'm just passing through Chengzhou for a few days."

The people of Chengzhou were very hostile towards Sheng Anlai, so it was better for her not to reveal her identity for the time being.

Song Jin stood there waiting for their response.

It was so quiet that the only sound I could hear was the creaking of the wooden door in the cold wind.

She stood in the wind and was shaken a little.

One corner of the veil covering her face was blown up.

Revealing half of her beautiful face.

Song Jin turned and left in disappointment.

"etc!"

A thin man ran out and called her.

The man was gaunt, with a prominent cheekbone, and looked exactly like the group of people she had seen at the beginning.

"It's inconvenient to talk here. Ladies, please follow me."

Song Jin pursed his lips, and without waiting for Qing Wu to persuade him, he pulled her to follow.

The man led them around to the back of the house.

As soon as the two men entered the yard, the man turned around and closed the fence.

"This young lady..." The man's eyes fell on Song Jin's veil, "Can you take off the veil and show yourself?"

Song Jin asked him back: "If I take off my veil, can you tell me the answer I want?"

"What do you want to know, young lady?"

"When I entered Chengzhou City, I didn't feel prosperous, but I felt safe. Why is it so desolate and even a little world-weary?"

Heavy snow is common in Chenzhou.

These mud houses were covered with thick snow. She stood in the yard, staring at the mud houses, as if she could feel the coldness coming through the mud walls.

The man seemed to have expected her to ask these questions and was not surprised.

He nodded: "Sure, I can even tell you more about what you want to know."

Song Jin reached out and took off her veil.

She saw the shock and joy in the man's eyes, and after realizing something, she gradually regained her composure.

She had seen this kind of look in Li Muyi's eyes before.

Song Jin took the initiative: "Your eyes tell me that I look like an old friend of yours."

The man admitted generously: "Young lady, you are smart. Yes, you really look like an old friend in my memory."

Song Jin could probably guess who the old friend he was talking about was.

The purpose of their coming to Chengzhou is not to seek Princess Beiyin of Beidi.

The man extended his hand and invited her to come in and sit down.

The tea was cold, but it was all he could offer.

"Since you asked that question just now, I think you know something. May I ask what is your relationship with her?"

Song Jin: "She is my mother."

Hearing this, the man showed joy on his face, but the next moment he burst into tears.

His voice was choked.

"Sister Ayin...it really worked!"