The snow on the ground has already exceeded King Kang's ankles. If the heavy snow continues to fall like this, there is no telling how deep the snow will be.
After Prince Kang left, Ye Peizhu continued to watch over her daughter until her fever subsided. She then asked Qiuyun to come and watch over her while she took a nap.
Before Prince Kang returned, Ye Peizhu woke up and looked at the wind and snow outside the window, and her daughter's voice from last night seemed to echo in her ears.
The snowstorm would make her daughter a disaster star, and the angry people would hurt her. She and the prince would also be hurt while trying to protect her daughter...
It snowed heavily all night and all morning, and the snow on the ground was almost as high as an adult's knees.
If the heavy snow doesn't stop, a snowstorm will really happen...
But as mortals, how can they prevent the snowstorm from happening?
It can't be stopped.
The only thing we can do is to reduce the damage caused by snow disasters.
Also, avoid letting people label your daughter as a disaster.
When King Kang returned, his thick clothes were almost soaked by the wind and snow.
He changed his clothes and warmed himself by the fire outside for a while before going into the house.
"Madam, how is Jiuer?"
As soon as Prince Kang came in, he hurried to the crib to check on his daughter.
"Jiu'er's fever has subsided, but she has been in a coma and hasn't woken up yet."
Ye Peizhu gave Qiuyun a wink, and Qiuyun retreated to the outer room to guard.
"Your Majesty, I had a nightmare."
Ye Peizhu lowered her head, exuding an air of unease, as if she was still immersed in a nightmare.
Prince Kang tucked the quilt for his daughter and sat down next to Ye Peizhu.
"What nightmare? Tell me about it and you won't be scared anymore."
Ye Peizhu bit her lip and took a deep breath, "I dreamed that a snowstorm hit the capital, and some people froze to death on the streets, while others starved to death at home.
Our daughter was spread by bad people as a disaster star. People thought that the snow disaster was caused by Jiuer. They wanted to kill Jiuer as a sacrifice to the gods so that the snow disaster could stop.
Angry people broke into the mansion and tried to snatch our daughter away from us. We were badly injured trying to protect her...”
Ye Peizhu paused here and said, "Then I woke up, and every scene of this nightmare was extremely clear, as if it had really happened.
Your Highness, it’s snowing non-stop outside, and the snow is already very deep. There might really be a snowstorm!
We can't prevent snowstorms from happening, but we can reduce the harm they cause to the people!
As long as the people have received our kindness, even if there are really bad people saying that our Jiuer is a disaster star, the people will not all believe it!"
Ye Peizhu grabbed Prince Kang's arm excitedly, "Your Highness! Even if this is just a nightmare, but the content of the nightmare involves Jiu'er, I can't really just treat it as a dream!
What if it’s true? I don’t want Jiuer to become a disaster in everyone’s eyes!
Prince Kang looked a little solemn. He held Ye Peizhu's shoulders and said seriously, "Madam, calm down. Your husband believes in you.
As you said, the content of the nightmare involved Jiuer, and I, your husband, can't just treat it as a dream.
Let's discuss what to do first. It was snowing heavily outside. When my husband came back, the snow was already above his knees.
This morning, the Emperor specifically announced at court that he would give the officials two days off. We can use these two days to figure out what to do.
Seeing that her husband believed it and was willing to do it, Ye Peizhu's heart settled down a little.
"You are so kind, my lord."
Ye Peizhu's eyes turned red and she couldn't help crying.
She also imagined what she would do if the prince did not believe in her dream and was unwilling to work with her to find a way to fight the snow disaster.
Fortunately, everything went as planned and everything went smoothly.
The tenderness in Prince Kang's narrow eyes was about to overflow, and he raised his hand to wipe away the tears of his wife.
"You are my husband's wife, so of course I have to treat you well."
Ye Peizhu burst into laughter and gently punched King Kang with her fist.
Prince Kang held his wife's fist and said seriously, "Madam, I want to tell my father about this."
Ye Peizhu twisted her head. "Do I have to tell him? What if the Emperor doesn't believe us? If we just go about dealing with the snowstorm on our own, what if he thinks we're going against him?"
"Ma'am, you are right to have this concern, but think about it from another perspective."
Prince Kang leaned close to Ye Peizhu's ear and whispered his thoughts.
Ye Peizhu's eyes lit up when she heard this, "That's right! Your Highness is so smart! I hadn't thought of this!"
“It would be even better if Emperor Father believed it and ordered everyone to start preparing for the snowstorm. That would save us a lot of trouble.
I will wait and see what happens outside this afternoon. If everything goes well, I will go to the palace this afternoon to report this to my father."
"Okay, let's do it!"
A smile finally appeared on Ye Peizhu's beautiful face.
In the next few hours, Song Jiujiu woke up several times from time to time.
She always wakes up because she is hungry or feels unwell.
After drinking, she continued to sleep, and Ye Peizhu and King Kang had no way to hear what she was thinking.
In the afternoon, Song Zixuan and Song Le'an rushed back.
After the Imperial College's quiz ended today, the students were given two days off due to heavy snow.
When Song Zixian and Song Le'an woke up this morning, they heard that their sister had a fever last night. They had originally planned to go see their sister first before going to take the test.
But the snow on the road was too deep and it would take too much time, so they had to go for the quiz first.
Now that the exam was over, the two brothers hurried back.
"Father, mother, how is my sister? Has the fever gone down?"
Song Le'an hurried into the room and asked.
"Jiu'er is okay now. Is the snow still strong outside?"
King Kang asked.
"It's a little smaller than this morning."
Song Le'an replied and hurried to the crib to check on his little sixth sister, whom he had been thinking about all day.
"Sister, have you lost weight? She doesn't look as plump as she was yesterday."
Song Le'an gently poked his sister's chubby little face.
"Yes, he's thinner. It's really bad for a sick baby."
Song Zixuan frowned, fiddling with Buddhist beads in his hand, and spoke in a serious tone.
Prince Kang stood up and said, "Since the Imperial Academy is on holiday, you two should stay here and spend some time with your mother and sister. I need to go to the palace."
Song Le'an turned around in confusion, "Father, the teacher said that the emperor grandfather asked for leave, why do you still want to go to the palace?"
"Children shouldn't ask too much about adult matters."
King Kang casually rubbed Song Le'an's hair.
Song Le'an hid away, holding his head, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I'm almost eight years old this year, I'm not a child anymore!"
"You haven't celebrated your birthday this year, so your father only thinks you are seven years old, which makes you even more of a child.
All right, you stay here, I am leaving now."
King Kang came to the door and saw that the snow outside was indeed a little lighter. He hoped that the snow would stop soon.
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