Go west and north.

The bells were shaking, and Zhao Wujiang was shaking on the horse's back, like the green duckweed swaying in the wind.

It is visible from afar that the wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier.

He was dressed like black ink, and his angry red horse was extremely conspicuous among the vast gray and white sky.

Passers-by stopped and looked at the handsome young master in surprise. He wondered why the young master did not hide or avoid the gentle face in the heavy snow.

Zhao Wujiang took off the withered yellow wine gourd tied around his waist and drank a sip of wine. The smell of wine entered his stomach and turned into a trickle of warmth and leisure.

This wine is Apricot Blossom Wine, which was brewed this spring.

On his way back, he passed by a small village wine shop and was attracted by the faint fragrance of wine, so he bought a pot.

Not expensive, two cents of silver.

The shopkeeper of the wine shop is a rough and enthusiastic man. He said that the snow this year is particularly heavy and the next year will definitely be a good year. If the crops grow well, the wine will be brewed better.

But the shopkeeper did not know that auspicious snow is in full bloom, as long as there is no invasion of war.

Daxia will fall into a battle after the winter snow ends.

Only when the war is won can there be a good life for a good harvest, otherwise the life will only become more and more difficult.

Sometimes it is helpless to be an ordinary person, and you can't do anything in the face of major changes.

Sometimes it is also very lucky to be an ordinary person. At least when the sky is overturned, someone will stand in front.

The world is vast, and the wind and snow are getting heavier. Zhao Wujiang exhaled a breath of heat, wrapped his big hands around the reins and drove the horse. The reins are tight, and the horse wakes up and begins to rush quickly in the wind and snow.

The angry red horse, like ink clothes, and the shallow marks on the snow, were soon covered by the wind and snow.

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Zhao Wujiang was covered in wind and returned to Kyoto.

When passing through the imperial city, the number of guards increased a lot compared to before.

After all, Long Yinwei lost too much in the battle with Xuanyuan Yuheng.

Without this group of powerful royal guards, the number of imperial guards can only be filled with the number of imperial guards.

The Yangxin Palace has been repaired, and the Ministry of Works dare not neglect the emperor's residence.

Zhao Wujiang returned to Yangxin Palace first and found that Xuanyuan Jing was not in Yangxin Palace. He thought he should have discussed important matters or handled memorials in the Imperial Study Room.

The end of the year is approaching and the spring of Jiazi is coming, and many tedious things are coming together.

Zhao Wujiang changed his clothes briefly and set off for Qifeng Palace to visit Dugu Mingyue.

There are many guards in Qifeng Palace, not only the imperial guards in the imperial city, but also the dead soldiers of the Dugu family.

But the person who saw it was Zhao Wujiang, and he did not stop him.

They knew that Zhao Wujiang was the emperor's confidant, the Dugu family's confidant, and the person that Queen Dugu Mingyue trusted extremely.

Arrive at the bedroom.

Qing'er, who was picking plum blossoms in the yard of the bedroom, was very happy, and ran towards Zhao Wujiang like a graceful butterfly, rushed into Zhao Wujiang's arms without any hesitation, hugged Zhao Wujiang's back tightly, and hummed:

"Zhao Wujiang, where have you been these days?"

"How are you doing these days?"

Zhao Wujiang rubbed Qing'er's head. As he grew older and the buds bloomed, Qing'er also faded away a lot of her youth and became more and more beautiful and refined.

Although Qing'er's identity in the palace is Dugu Mingyue's personal maid, she has always been a member of the Dugu family and is Dugu Mingyue's clan girl.

Compared with Dugu Mingyue, it is less elegant and luxurious and bright, but more sweet and charming.

"The Empress is in good health these days." Qing'er shook the plum petals in the small bamboo basket, grinned, revealing two shallow dimples and shiny little tiger teeth:

"I'm in a very good mood, right? I'm going to make plum blossom cake, hehe."

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently and nodded.

It’s good to have a good body and mind. Pregnant women will be in the last few months of delivery, so they naturally need to maintain a good physical condition and mood.
Chapter completed!