Fortunately, the predicted dream didn't happen! I almost thought my life was in danger and I would really be burned to death!
But it’s really strange. What happened this time is different from what happened in the predictive dream?
Although a snowstorm occurred, what happened next was different!
Could it be that God has opened his eyes?
No, it seems my mother had a nightmare similar to the one I had in my precognitive dream?
It was because of the nightmare my mother had that my father and brothers took the initiative to help the people survive the snowstorm. This prevented me from being rumored to be a disaster star and being burned to death!
My mother and I are really connected and we have a tacit understanding!
If my mother hadn't had a nightmare, if my father hadn't believed my mother's nightmare, I might not be alive now!
Hehe, my mom is so awesome! 】
Song Jiujiu felt that she had escaped death. She was very happy and excited. She waved her little hands and giggled.
The little baby's laughter was very contagious, and Ye Peizhu and King Kang smiled at each other.
The atmosphere in the room, which had been somewhat solemn for the past few days, completely dissipated at this moment.
The news that some people from the outer city gathered at the gate of Prince Kang's mansion to express their gratitude to Prince Kang also spread throughout the imperial city and the inner city of the capital.
Apart from Prince An, Prince Ning and Prince Gong were very envious and jealous.
They all knew that the reason why Prince Kang paid out of his own pocket to deliver supplies to the people was because Princess Kang had a nightmare, which seemed to be about a snowstorm in the capital.
Prince Kang believed it and ran to the palace to tell his father about it.
Since his father didn't believe it and didn't take any action, Prince Kang simply did it himself.
I didn’t expect that Princess Kang’s nightmare was true!
There really was a snowstorm in the capital!
Now the people are extremely grateful to King Kang for saving their lives!
After this incident, King Kang’s prestige in the hearts of the people will definitely increase significantly!
Although until now, my father has not appointed a crown prince, nor has he said who will be the next emperor.
But Prince Kang is the emperor’s most beloved son!
In addition to this matter, once the emperor makes up his mind, the chances of Prince Kang taking that position will increase!
Prince Ning and Prince Gong were so angry that they smashed several sets of teacups in the room to pieces!
Why did the person who had the nightmare about a snowstorm in the capital not being their wife?!
But it was different from what Prince Ning and Prince Gong imagined.
When the old emperor, who loved his son King Kang the most, heard that the people went to thank King Kang, he was no less angry than they were.
The old emperor only felt that his old face was burning, and his face was thrown to the ground and trampled on by King Kang!
The person the people should thank is him, the emperor!
Prince Kang must be very proud now. After all, he did a good deed. But as the emperor, he might still be laughed at by everyone!
The old emperor was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, and he was breathing heavily, looking quite angry and humiliated.
Eunuch Fuquan stood aside, wanting to say something but afraid that he might say something wrong and make the emperor angry.
He trembled with his lips for a long time and then simply shut up.
"An Yi."
The old emperor spoke.
Dragon Guard An Yi landed silently in front of the old emperor.
"master."
"Assassin and Mei Cui, how is the interrogation going?"
The old emperor's question made An Yi look doubtful.
Who is the mastermind behind those two people? Doesn’t the master know better than him?
Why would the master suddenly ask this question?
But the master must have his reasons for asking this.
"Master, we have a clue."
The old emperor hummed, "I don't know why the Minister of Rites sent an assassin to kill my granddaughter. Unfortunately, the assassin is already dead, so there is no evidence.
Even if I want to punish the Minister of Rites on behalf of my granddaughter, I have no evidence. Let me tell King Kang about this.
By the way, Mei Cui also told Prince Kang the truth that it was Concubine Shu who instructed Mei Cui to poison Concubine Gui.
As for the imperial concubine, I will go and tell her.
Fuquan, have someone go and count how many people froze to death in the palace during this snowstorm."
The old emperor gave his orders slowly and calmly. An Yi and Fu Quan lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.
"Yes, I obey your command."
"Yes, I obey your command."
Beauty Hall.
The snowstorms of the past few days had no effect on the imperial concubine.
She was in a warm and exquisite cage, living a life that was not much different from before.
If we have to say the difference, there is.
For example, these few days she could only stay in the inner hall with the doors and windows closed and could not go out.
She was so bored that she could only read storybooks to pass the time.
But when she stopped reading the storybook, she couldn't help but think of Mei Cui's betrayal of her, and the voice of her granddaughter that she heard on the day of her granddaughter's full moon ceremony.
After a while, she began to doubt whether the voice she heard that day was real or just her imagination.
"My Lady, although it's not snowing outside, it's still very cold. My Lady, please don't freeze yourself. I'd better close the window, please."
The palace maid that the emperor had re-arranged to serve the imperial concubine came closer and spoke softly.
Upon hearing this, the imperial concubine's dazed and somewhat distracted gaze looking out the window regained focus.
"No, I'm not cold. Please leave. Don't come in without my permission."
The imperial concubine's voice was cold and seemed to be trembling. I wonder if it was because she was cold.
The maid was about to say something, but the imperial concubine's voice, tinged with anger, rose a few notches. "Why? You come to serve me but you don't listen to me?!"
The maid quickly knelt down, "Your Majesty, please calm down! This servant is not disobeying your orders! This servant is also concerned about you!"
"Get out! I don't want your concern for any ulterior motives!"
"Who made my beloved concubine angry? Tell me, I will vent my anger on her behalf!"
The old emperor's voice came from the door. A hint of disgust flashed across the imperial concubine's eyes, and then she lowered her head and saluted the old emperor.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Why did you come here so suddenly?"
The old emperor came forward and helped the imperial concubine up, "The wind and snow finally stopped, so of course I came to see my beloved concubine.
It's quite cold in this palace, and my beloved concubine's hands are cold, so why are the windows open?"
The old emperor frowned in displeasure and looked down at the palace maid kneeling on the ground, "My beloved, was it this palace maid who made you angry just now?"
The imperial concubine withdrew her hand from the old emperor without leaving a trace, and raised her hand to tidy up the loose hair on her temples.
"Yes, she made me angry, and I don't want her to serve me anymore."
"Okay, if you don't want it, then don't have it. Come, drag this maid out and behead her."
The old emperor calmly decided the life or death of the palace maid with just one sentence.
The maid looked up in panic, "Your Majesty, please spare me! Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please spare me! I am only saying this out of concern for you!"
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