The disaster relief efforts were proceeding in an orderly manner. After checking that there were no problems, Mo Beichen immediately summoned officials to the council hall to discuss matters related to bandits and the snow disaster.
The Southwest sounds like it's in the south, but it's covered in snow all year round, and in winter the snow is so heavy that it blocks the roads, making it difficult to get in and out.
They can only wait for rescue; they cannot save themselves.
With bandits roaming the area, the local people were living in even greater misery.
Yun Qingluo had a bodyguard accompany him as he wandered around the city.
"What's your name?" Yun Qingluo asked the guard, turning her head to the side.
The guard took a slight step back, creating some distance. "I am the ninth among the guards, and Your Highness has bestowed upon me the name An Jiu (Ninth).
Yun Qingluo nodded and continued walking forward.
Seeing that the people on the roadside were all wrapped in thick coats and their faces were no longer pale, Yun Qingluo felt much better.
After wandering around and getting a general understanding of the situation in the city, Yun Qingluo also joined the rescue team.
"Your Highness, you can just watch from the side. We'll take care of it," An Jiu said, stopping her.
If the prince finds out, he'll skin them alive. The prince himself would rather die than let the princess suffer.
Yun Qingluo saw through his thoughts. "Don't worry, I'll talk to Achen. He won't be angry."
Seeing that Yun Qingluo was determined, An Jiu stopped trying to stop her, but took on all the heavy and tiring work himself.
At the same time, his opinion of Yun Qingluo changed considerably.
He thought that noble ladies from the capital like the princess were just putting on an act to gain a good reputation.
Although the princess would cook for them along the way, he still felt that a noblewoman could not tolerate such a dirty environment and people.
But he saw the princess personally help a woman covered in dirt, and he also saw the princess gently hold a dirty child, and even help carry wood and hand over tools without regard for her status.
He had never seen a princess like this before, and he was also the first noble lady in the capital to have met her like this.
No wonder the prince likes the princess so much; everyone here also likes this optimistic, positive woman with a bright and warm smile.
An Jiu was determined to protect the princess.
Yun Qingluo had been helping out all day and was exhausted with a sore back.
She really should pick up her ancient martial arts again. As Ah Chen said, the world is about to change. She not only needs to be able to protect herself, but also needs to stand by Ah Chen's side and fight alongside him.
Therefore, she could no longer run away.
"Xiao Yi, activate the ancient martial arts training room in the medical system tonight. I'm going to start some grueling training," Yun Qingluo said to the system manager as she walked back.
It was rare for Xiao Yi not to reply. Yun Qingluo had spent more than 20 years with Xiao Yi in the modern world, so she naturally knew why it was ignoring her.
"Xiao Yi, if I want to become stronger, I have no choice," Yun Qingluo said helplessly.
“Master, please think carefully. Activating this for one day will cost you an hour of your lifespan.”
Yun Qingluo said softly, "Although I really want to live to be a hundred years old with him, I want to help him more now. Besides, Xiao Yi, activating a year only gives me fifteen days of lifespan, isn't that a good deal?"
Xiao Yi couldn't help but swear, "What a load of crap! In order to let the master of the medical system learn ancient martial arts, if we confirm that the ancient martial arts training room is to be opened, it will either not be opened at all, or it will be open for ten years."
You'll have to sacrifice 150 days of your life, half a year! Half a year!
Yun Qingluo felt a warm glow in her heart when she heard Xiao Yi's incoherent swearing.
Her first grade seems to have become more humane now.
"Alright, Xiao Yi, you're still here." Yun Qingluo rubbed her temples.
Mo Beichen and his two older brothers did not come back for dinner.
Yun Qingluo was alone, and she had no appetite. She had originally planned to wait for them to come back and eat together, but they didn't appear even when the moon was high in the sky.
Looking at the courtyard illuminated by the snow and moonlight, Yun Qingluo felt a sense of unease.
"An Jiu, go find Mo Feng and Mo Yu and ask if something has happened to the Prince?" Yun Qingluo frowned and instructed An Jiu.
An Jiu hesitated, "Your Highness, the Prince told me to protect your safety."
Yun Qingluo said calmly, "I'm in the manor, it's alright, just go and come back quickly."
An Jiu was also worried about the prince. She nodded and said that he would come back as soon as possible before disappearing into the courtyard.
Yun Qingluo sighed, "Xiao Yi, I wish I had such amazing lightness skills."
Xiao Yi coldly replied, "Once you pick up the ancient martial arts, master, you'll be in control of everything, from the heavens to the earth."
Yun Qingluo smiled slightly, knowing that it was still sulking.
Her relationship with Xiao Yi goes beyond mere affiliation; they are more like friends and family.
She and Xiao Yi fought side by side countless times. In this world, the only people she could trust to turn her back on were her family, Xiao Yi, and Mo Beichen.
An Jiu returned quickly. "Your Highness, the Prince and the others have been summoned by the clan elders and other officials to discuss the disaster situation."
Yun Qinglu lowered her head in deep thought. At this moment?
The prince had already summoned the officials here during the day to discuss the snow disaster and the mountain bandits. They couldn't be invited during the day, but they came uninvited at night.
It looks incredibly strange.
Yun Qingluo wanted An Jiu to continue investigating, but An Jiu refused, saying, "Your Highness, it's not safe at night. I must protect you, otherwise the prince will worry."
Seeing that she couldn't persuade him otherwise, Yun Qingluo sighed and went back to her room.
"Xiao Yi, prepare to draw blood and make an antidote pill," Yun Qingluo said softly to Xiao Yi after returning to her room.
"Master, you've already had a lot of blood drawn. Drawing more blood now won't be good for your health," Xiao Yi said in a cold, mechanical voice.
Yun Qinglu frowned slightly. "I have a feeling of unease. This time, the antidote pills require the help of Hundred Herbs. Let's take out half of them."
"Master! Those were a batch of divine herbs that you cultivated with twenty years of painstaking effort, and just like that..."
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