After Li Chang was executed, the magistrates of several counties under Xunnan also suffered.

All the corrupt officials were removed, the weather was fine, and the people looked at Xiahou Chongyuan and liked him no matter how they looked at him.

In the past, they had only heard that their Dongyue Dynasty had a wise and powerful regent, but they had never seen him, nor had they seen the regent care about the lives of the people of Xunnan. Therefore, no matter how wise others said he was, in the hearts of the people of Xunnan, they still despised him.

It was not until the day the corrupt official died that they realized that the man who had tried his best to rescue them and control the flood for them was actually the regent, and the one who cured them of diseases and epidemics was actually his princess.

Everyone respects them as they respect gods.

Because more than a dozen officials were removed in succession, Xiahou Chongyuan had to stay in Xunnan temporarily. He wrote a letter of recommendation back to Beijing, asking Xiahou Le to consider sending a new official to take over.

A few days ago, because of the flood, Xiahou Chongyuan was often very busy. Now that everything has been resolved, he can only allocate money to help the people rebuild their houses.

Song Qingxue walked into the room carrying the food, and Xiahou Chongyuan was busy at his desk.

"Take a break. You've been tired for so many days."

"Yeah." Xiahou Chongyuan looked up at her and put down the pen in his hand.

"Did the emperor say when he could send someone down?"

"I haven't heard from the Emperor yet."

"Oh, let's eat first." Song Qingxue said, and put the dishes and chopsticks in place.

Seeing this, Xiahou Chongyuan couldn't help but ask, "Where is the maid from the yamen? Why are you the one who brought the food over?"

"Their family is renovating their house, so I asked them to go back and help."

"Um."

"By the way, didn't Li Chang confess many of his accomplices that day? He is indeed an important witness. Why don't you spare his life for now?"

On the day of Li Chang's execution, Song Qingxue was watching outside the court.

Hearing Li Chang's cursing, she felt a little uneasy.

However, Xiahou Chongyuan said, "Li Chang has given out so much. Even if I am willing to spare his life for now, the person behind him will not spare him."

"Yes, it doesn't matter if he dies sooner or later. It would be better to behead him in front of the people."

This is also a good thing. It allows the people to vent their anger and also makes the people's hearts lean towards Xiahou Chongyuan.

After all, in the original text, Xiahou Chongyuan's dedication and hard work in dealing with the Xunnan flood could be considered as helping others.

The plot of the Xunnan flood was also written in great detail in the original text.

At that time, it was written that Xiahou Chongyuan personally went to Xunnan. Although he did his best, he did not handle the epidemic problem well, resulting in the people of Xunnan not having a deep impression of him.

However, when he later sent a message back to the capital, asking Xiahou Le to send an imperial physician, Xiahou Chun seized the opportunity and followed the imperial physician to Xunnan.

Xiahou Chun did nothing but pretended to visit the plague patients with the imperial physician every day, and he easily won the hearts of the people.

The reason why she was in the palace on the day Xiahou Le received the letter was to prevent Xiahou Chun from intercepting it.

So before she decided to come to Xunnan, she specifically used her own life as a guarantee, asking the young emperor to suppress the epidemic problem here first, and not to let anyone else know about sending the imperial physician to Xunnan.

Even though she has deliberately changed the plot, Xiahou Chongyuan's handling of Li Chang and several officials involved this time made such a big fuss that it is hard to guarantee whether Xiahou Chun will take stronger measures in the future.

After all, she is the protagonist. Who knows whether this world will harm her and Xiahou Chongyuan in order to correct the plot!

Xiahou Chongyuan didn't expect that there were so many details behind this matter.

After a pause, he said, "Qingxue, you have worked really hard during this period. When we return to Shangjing, I will give you whatever you want."

"Really?" Song Qingxue winked at him and asked, "What about the divorce papers?"

The touch in Xiahou Chongyuan's heart disappeared in an instant after he heard her words.

He said with a straight face, "This won't work."

"Tsk, you're not giving me everything." Song Qingxue curled her lips and said, "Then I don't want anything."

"..."Xiahou Chongyuan couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

How bad is he that Song Qingxue always wants to divorce him?

About seven days after Li Chang's execution, news about Xiahou Le finally arrived from the capital. The letter said that he had appointed a new official to take over the post of governor of Xunnan, but the other party's location was far away from Xunnan, and it would take more than a month to arrive at the earliest.

The two had no objection to this, and Song Qingxue, who didn't like palace fighting, could rest comfortably for a while.

To be honest, she was fed up with the two women in the palace.

She felt that these two people were quite powerful. Even though there were only two of them, they made her feel as if she was facing three thousand beauties in the three harems and six courtyards.

My heart is so tired, let these two quickly destroy each other hand in hand!

Listening to her increasingly angry voice, Xiahou Chongyuan couldn't help but smile, but he was thinking in his heart that he really had to find a way to send Mo Weixin back to the Marquis' Mansion as soon as possible after returning.

It was indeed inappropriate for her to continue living in the palace with such thoughts in her mind.

…

Time passed slowly, and it was November in the blink of an eye.

The weather was getting colder, and Xiao Cui came to the yamen with two sets of winter clothes she had made herself.

"My queen, it's getting cold recently, so I made two winter clothes for you and the prince. I hope you don't mind." Xiao Cui said, taking off the bag from her back and handing it to her. "I haven't measured your sizes, so I made them based on approximate numbers. You and the prince can try them on first. If they don't fit, give them to me to alter."

"Okay, thank you then." Song Qingxue accepted the two winter clothes with a smile, and then took the silver for the nails and handed it to Xiao Cui.

Xiao Cui did not take it, but pushed it away with both hands, saying, "My Lady, this is unacceptable!"

"Yes, yes, of course." Song Qingxue said, "You are still repairing the house, and you are in urgent need of money. You bought new cloth to make clothes for me and the prince, but what about your house repair?"

"But, my lady, this is really not possible! You and the prince saved our family's lives. Let alone two pieces of clothing, even if Xiao Cui works like a cow or a horse for you, she can never repay you for your kindness!"

"It's okay. I don't want you to repay me now." Song Qingxue stuffed the money into her hand, held her hand and said, "Didn't we agree that I will come to pick lychees when your lychees are ripe. Besides, you sewed these two clothes stitch by stitch, and every stitch is your love. I treated you kindly, and you returned my sincerity. This is enough."

"My queen..." Xiao Cui's eyes were red as she listened, "You are such a good person. You and the prince will surely live a long and smooth life!"

Song Qingxue chuckled and patted her on the back, saying softly, "Then I'll lend you my good words."

Xiao Cui smiled and wiped her tears with her sleeves. She said, "My queen, the winter in the south is too cold and damp. You must wear more clothes and remember to put an extra charcoal basin in the house."

"Okay." Song Qingxue nodded and responded with a smile.

"By the way, Madam, it's already November. Are you guys going back to Beijing soon?"

"Hmm? It should be soon." Song Qingxue asked, "What's wrong?"

"The 27th of this month is our Xunnan Moon Worship Festival. It will be very lively then. I just wonder if you, Your Majesty, will have the chance to watch it."

"I've made a note of it. If he hasn't left by then, I'll definitely go join in the fun."

"Okay, Madam, it's almost noon, I have to go home and cook, I'm leaving now."

Song Qingxue nodded, "Be careful on the road."