Before Lin Chunhuan could think too deeply about it, a foul smell spread in the room.
Cai Huan came forward dejectedly, "Miss, the little prince is diarrhea again..."
Lin Chunhuan burst out laughing, walked to the cradle, and looked at the fair and tender little face without blinking. Although Lin'er was born prematurely, he has been raised for more than a month.
Although still lighter than other children, her little face has become round and rosy, and her complexion is full of rosy glow, which makes people happy at first sight.
Seeing her coming, the little person seemed to have sensed something and raised his hand towards her. Lin Chunhuan also stretched out his hand, and his fingertips were held by that small, soft hand that seemed to have no bones, and his heart softened.
Unable to stop smiling, Lin Chunhuan lowered her head and played with her son for a long time before straightening up. Now, there was only one thing she needed to do.
"Caiyun, prepare a bowl of sweet soup. I will take it to His Majesty later."
In the imperial study, the emperor was in high spirits.
Ever since Lin'er was born, it rained in the north and the drought was over, and the water in the south receded and the sun shone. The two major concerns that had been weighing on his mind were suddenly relieved.
In addition, the golden dragon birthmark on Lin'er's arm shocked everyone who saw it. If his Huan'er hadn't stopped him, the emperor would have wanted to issue an edict to appoint a prince right away!
"Congratulations to His Majesty for having this child. May our Ming Kingdom be blessed with great fortune!"
The Prime Minister spoke auspicious words but snorted coldly. Ever since the birth of the emperor's grandson, those who questioned the queen seemed to have become speechless overnight.
I can't say a word, what a bunch of dogs who change their ways according to the wind!
"Well, the natural disaster has been quelled. That is the credit of you dear ministers. What credit has the child given?" Although he said this, the emperor could not stop smiling.
I wish I could write "I have a good son" on my face.
The Prime Minister looked at it and could only roll his eyes secretly, feeling very jealous.
He got married two years earlier, but he hasn't become a father yet!
"Your Majesty."
Wang Youquan hurried in. He never dared to delay even a moment regarding the Empress, even if it was just a small matter. "The Empress is here, she's waiting outside."
Wang Youquan did not deliberately lower his voice.
With just a glance, the Prime Minister took his ministers to leave. Everyone knew that the Queen had given birth to the destined prince and was currently in the limelight. No one dared to offend her at this time.
"Sir, am I disturbing you?"
When he entered the room and saw the ministers walking out, Lin Chunhuan frowned slightly, and the emperor was immediately heartbroken so much that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were trembling.
He didn't wait on the dragon throne anymore, but walked up quickly and hugged the person in his arms, "No!"
"My Huan'er is the most polite. Keeping them here means that the disasters in the south and north will improve. I have said everything I need to say. Even if you didn't come, I would have sent them away."
Hearing this, Lin Chunhuan's brows relaxed a little, and the smile on his face seemed like a ray of sunshine in this bleak autumn day.
Rushing straight into people's hearts.
The emperor was stunned. Although he had never experienced childbirth himself, he had seen many such cases.
After giving birth, most women's waists become thicker and their skin becomes much rougher than before, but Lin Chunhuan is not like that.
The luster on her cheeks was rosy amidst the snow-whiteness, she looked delicate and pretty, without a trace of old age or fatigue, and her waist was indeed a little thicker than before she gave birth.
But it is not thick and fat, but rather round and smooth, which makes the whole person look more blessed and gentle.
"I'm glad you didn't disturb me. Otherwise, if I had delayed the country, I would have died without regret."
Before he could finish his words, the emperor's face darkened.
The tiny difference between yin and yang during childbirth became an unbearable pain in the emperor's heart. Now he couldn't even bear to hear the word "death" from Lin Chunhuan's mouth anymore. He always felt as if his heart was being cut by someone.
"What nonsense are you talking about? As long as I am here, Huan'er will live a hundred years, even a thousand years!"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Lin Chunhuan smiled and shook her head. She knew the emperor was frightened by the danger that time. "I asked the kitchen to prepare some sweet soup. The autumn weather is dry, so I added some snow pear to the sweet soup to moisten the lungs. Sir, please try it."
The emperor naturally followed his orders.
But when he was drinking the soup, Lin Chunhuan's eyes were very serious.
It is impossible that she had no intention at all in what the emperor did.
Especially until today, those calls of "Bao Da" still echo in her mind. She is truly moved and touched.
But how long can a man’s guilt last?
One or two years? Five or ten years?
Maybe these words are true when they are said, but if you give your heart to someone just because of this little touch and the other person's guilt, what will happen one day?
The guilt is gone?
Lin Chunhuan pursed her lips. She would not bet on a man's love and guilt.
"Sir, now that the disasters in the north and south have receded, it is particularly important to comfort the people. Especially in the south, the bodies have been soaked in water and are most prone to decay. Now that the water has receded, how many bodies will be exposed? I am afraid..."
"Huan'er, you mean the plague?"
Seeing the other party nod, the emperor's brows jumped.
He hadn't failed to consider this. "Both sides were affected by the disaster, and countless victims were flocking to Kyoto. Furthermore, winter was approaching. If we sent all our men out at this time, I'm afraid there would be chaos."
"The director of the Imperial Observatory came yesterday and said there might be heavy snow this winter."
Hearing this, Lin Chunhuan also looked up and out the window. There was definitely heavy snow, and... it was heavier than anyone had expected.
She didn't have the ability to observe the celestial phenomena at night as in the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, but she had the memory.
"In this case, it is indeed difficult to send all the manpower out. It is very difficult to accommodate the disaster victims in Beijing now. If we encounter another snowstorm..."
Lin Chunhuan pursed her lips. As a woman living in the inner house, she didn't know how many people died in that heavy snow.
But in Kyoto alone, the most prosperous place in the entire Ming Dynasty, collapsed houses and beggars frozen to death could be seen almost every day, and all accessible roads were blocked.
The water was completely frozen, and not even a single ship could pass through.
Especially the timing of this snow, which started this winter and continued until the beginning of next summer. The imperial court obviously did not expect it to be so serious. Even with the reminder from the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, it was not enough in the later period!
It was okay for the rich, as they had no problem with food and clothing. But for the common people, even their houses were demolished and burned, and without a house to shelter them from the wind and rain, they died faster.
"But Huan'er is right. We must prepare for snowstorms, and we cannot ignore the victims in both the north and south. I will discuss this matter with the Prime Minister in the next two days and come up with a plan."
A warm big hand scratched the tip of her nose. Lin Chunhuan smiled with her lips pursed, looking at the man in front of her with affection.
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