(Mo Fang, be bold, this chapter is not charged)

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In the winter of the 16th year of Qingli, the sky was dark and the lead clouds were low. Shengjing City ushered in a heavy snow that was rare in a century.

The snow fell heavily and urgently. In just a few days, the entire Shengjing was covered with a piece of white snow.

Many people were frozen to death by the sudden heavy snow. Fortunately, the imperial court attached great importance to it and set up refugee camps outside the city to take in displaced people.

It took another four or five days to snow. The cold wind blew the snow snatch and hit the face and made it painful.

Qin Ningzhi wrapped his body with a lotus-colored embroidered crabapple cloak that was so worn that he couldn't see clearly his original appearance, and shivered in the corner.

There were more and more people in the refugee camp, and there were about ten people in a wooden shed. When Qin Ningzhi came, he had no place and could only be arranged in a corner near the door.

"Hey, new?" Someone pushed her, "You don't look like a refugee!"

Qin Ningzhi turned around and saw an ordinary woman's face, with inquiry and curiosity.

She lowered her eyes, avoiding the other person's eyes, and did not answer.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the woman looked her carefully from beginning to end, then pushed her with her elbow and whispered: "Do you think she looks like a grandmother and lady in a high-climbed house? I just saw her coming in. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, her words and deeds were different from ours."

When another woman heard this, she glanced at Qin Ningyi and said disdainfully: "Which lady in a high-sect family can be in such a place? You can really joke."

"Why can't it be? Isn't the second young lady in the Duke of Jin's mansion being chased? It's not impossible to fall into a refugee camp." The woman teased softly, but she didn't even believe this.

But Qin Ningzhi's body shivered violently.

"No way? Didn't that say that the second young lady elope with her cousin? How could she fall into a refugee camp? But it's hard to say that it's not that cousin was afraid of being implicated by her and abandoned her. This man is not a good thing."

Qin Ningzhi's calves kept trembling. She thought she must be too cold and hungry. After escaping from the village, she hid for several days without dripping water in.

"What you said is, how many good things can men have?" Another woman echoed, glanced at Qin Ningzhi a few more times, as if she was deliberately tentatively speaking: "But the second young master of the Duke of Jin's mansion is one of the few good men in the world. What do you say about the storyteller? Oh, the breeze and moon, and the zhilan and jade trees, why did the second young grandmother fall into the hands of the second young grandmother? The second young grandmother was also famous in the capital..."
Chapter completed!