Quickly wear "I am the empress"

After the winter came, the battlefield fell into a stalemate, and the Khitan reinforcements were blocked on the road by heavy snow, leaving them in a dilemma.

Looking at the heavy snow flying all over the sky, Zhiyu, who was wearing a red cloak, couldn't help but raise her hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"This snow....., it came just in time."

"Cough cough."

Seeing Zhiyu standing in the corridor watching the snow, Ouyang Xiu covered his mouth with his hand and pretended to cough.

Hearing Ouyang Xiu's voice, Zhiyu slowly turned around.

"Brother, you didn't meet up with your friends today?"

Ouyang Xiu shook his head calmly, "How can we get together every day?"

"I heard from the lady that you are ready to leave?"

Zhiyu nodded, "Now that the Khitan army is trapped on the road, it is a good time to attack."

Hearing Zhiyu say this, Ouyang Xiu subconsciously frowned, "It's freezing cold, how can we launch a sneak attack?"

Zhiyu nodded: "Yes."

Ouyang Xiu raised his sleeves uncomfortably, not looking at Zhiyu, "Then you should be careful."

"Come back as soon as you're done with the attack so we can have a reunion dinner together during the Chinese New Year."

Hearing Ouyang Xiu say this, Zhiyu stared at him with a smile.

"Brother, aren't you eager for me to leave?"

"From the tone of your voice now, it seems like you are reluctant to let me go."

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu rolled his eyes. "Princess, which eye of yours saw that I couldn't bear to see you go?"

Zhiyu raised his hand and pointed to the position of his eyes, "I saw it with both eyes."

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu looked away awkwardly: "The teacher wrote to me, asking me to take good care of you."

"If anything happens to you within my jurisdiction, I won't be able to face the Master in the future."

Hearing this, Zhiyu couldn't help but laugh: "Within the jurisdiction..."

"Brother, I have been in charge of your government affairs for the past few months."

"I'm afraid you don't even know how much tax the entire Yongxingjun Road has collected this year."

Ouyang Chao raised his beard and said, "Since you are in charge of government affairs, I don't need to know."

"I'm giving you a chance to train, you have to cherish it."

"Handle local government affairs in person, so that you won't be completely in the dark when you take over government affairs in the future."

Hearing Ouyang Xiu say this, Zhiyu smiled and shook his head, "In that case, I should thank my senior brother more."

Ouyang Xiu raised his chin proudly and said, "We are all from the same school, so why should I thank you?"

"But if the princess really wants to thank you, I can accept it calmly."

Zhiyu shrugged, "I think that since Senior Brother has had a few months of leisure time for nothing, he should thank me."

"The two things cancel each other out, so let's just not thank each other."

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu shook his head unhappily, "You don't suffer any loss."

Zhiyu smiled calmly: "From childhood to adulthood, I have never heard of the word 'suffering a loss'."

Ouyang Xiu sighed helplessly: "Now that the road is blocked by heavy snow, it is not easy to attack the enemy. You must be careful."

"If you need anything, write and let me know."

Hearing this, Zhiyu smiled and shook her head, "No."

"I still have your seal. If you need anything, I can mobilize it myself."

—

Bianjing.

After seeing the palace covered with snow, Zhao Zhen felt inexplicably panicked.

According to his and An'er's plan, now..., An'er should attack Khitan.

His and An'er's target has never been Xixia, but Khitan.

I don't know if things will go as smoothly as they planned...

Zhao Zhen always felt irritated because he had something hidden in his heart.

After walking around the palace and stopping from time to time, he finally stopped at the gate of Miao Zhaorong's palace.

Seeing Zhao Zhen coming, the palace maid guarding the door hurriedly saluted and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Zhao Zhen nodded and looked towards the closed palace. "What is Madam Miao doing?"

Hearing Zhao Zhen's question, the maid said in a slightly depressed mood: "Go back to the emperor's house, my wife is sick in bed."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand and asked the person following him to stay at the door.

And he walked in slowly.

"I've met the officials."

"Open the door."

Miao Zhaorong had just heard the voice of the palace maid coming from the door, and the next moment the door of her palace opened.

Miao Zhaorong was a little stunned when she saw Zhao Zhen, who had a hunched back and seemed to be less than ten years older.

"Brother Six, why are you here?"

When Zhao Zhen heard Miao Zhaorong calling him Sixth Brother, he was dazed for a moment.

He hadn't heard of this title for many years...

"I heard from the imperial physician that you are still not well?"

Zhao Zhen found a place to sit down casually and asked Miao Zhaorong with a concerned tone.

Miao Zhaorong shook her head. "I'm fine, but you, Sixth Brother... seem to have aged a lot."

Zhao Zhen shook his head calmly, "There are always things that cannot be dealt with in the court."

"When you worry too much, you get older."

Miao Zhaorong smiled with a haggard face: "There is no end to the work, the emperor should take care of his health."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "Our An'er hasn't become the crown prince yet, I will be fine."

After saying this, Zhao Zhen felt an itch in his throat and burst into a violent cough.

Facing Miao Zhaorong's worried look, Zhao Zhen waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.

After he recovered from his cough, Zhao Zhen looked at Miao Zhaorong and asked with concern, "Did anyone come to you for help during this period?"

Miao Zhaorong nodded slightly, "Yes."

“But I haven’t seen any.”

"As a woman, I dare not interfere in the affairs of the previous dynasty."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen's face turned extremely ugly. He nodded heavily and said slowly: "It seems that the hands of the ministers in the court are not ordinary long."

After saying that, Zhao Zhen sighed deeply, "Well, I'd better get rid of these people as soon as possible. Otherwise, after An'er ascends the throne, they will gang up to bully An'er."

Miao Zhaorong sat quietly aside and did not interrupt.

After Zhao Zhen finished mumbling to himself, he stood up with a sigh and said, "Don't be too sad. Our An'er is blessed by the gods and will return safely."

Miao Zhaorong closed her eyes, trying to hide the complex emotions in her eyes: "Sixth brother, have you and An'er exchanged letters?"

After hearing Miao Zhaorong's words, Zhao Zhen was silent for a moment, then reached into his arms and searched for a while.

After a while, a wrinkled-looking envelope suddenly appeared in Zhao Zhen's hands.

I guess the envelope looks a little old because someone often looks at it.

Zhao Zhen carefully handed the envelope to Miao Zhaorong: "This is the letter that An'er asked someone from the Imperial City Department to deliver a few days ago. Take a look."

Miao Zhaorong took the letter with trembling hands, feeling extremely excited.

Although she knew her daughter's death was fake, she didn't appear in front of her. Even if she knew the truth, she couldn't help but have wild thoughts.............

Now that she saw her daughter's handwritten letter, her heart finally settled down.