Sick Man Turns Out to be a General

Nan Jiyun was very interested in the twins. He entered the children's room the earliest every day to play with the two of them, and had even continuously advised Mu Chen to raise a child for him and the cold wind, as well as to ensure that he and the wind would properly raise the child. He would absolutely not let the child suffer any grievances.    

    

Since Mu Chen's side wouldn't work, he changed his target to Shen Jingli. Everyday, he would run to Shen Jingli's room and tell him that the benefits the child would receive made him even more afraid.    

    

On the 17th day of the 20th month, the first snow fell on the capital.    

    

In the middle of winter, when there was a cold wind blowing all day, a small stove by the door was quietly burning. Occasionally, there would be green and red flames and a pot of alcohol was being warmed on the stove.    

    

Shen Jingli read some books inside the house. He was a little unsettled and could only put down his books and walk out of the house.    

    

He was wearing a cape, and just as she walked out of the room, he saw Jin Yu running over with her hands covering her head. When she saw him coming out, she immediately shouted: "Madam, don't come out, it's going to snow."    

    

Hearing her words, Shen Jingli raised his head and looked up, and saw sparkling and translucent snowflakes drop down one by one. It was small at first, but then it got bigger and bigger, and before long, the entire roof was covered with a layer of flawless white. Shen Jingli reached out to catch the snowflakes that fell from the sky, and six horned ice crystals fell into his hands.    

    

She watched quietly, and suddenly frowned. Jin Yu hid under the eaves, shaking the snow off her body, and muttered: "Looking at this, I'm afraid there will be snow this year …" She muttered in a low voice, not realizing that Shen Jingli's brows were knitted even tighter.    

    

Shen Jingli was extremely worried, his heart was filled with unease, he kept on thinking that he had forgotten something. Suddenly, a cry broke the silence, and Jin Yu shouted, "Not good, Young Master is crying."    

    

Hearing his son's crying, Shen Jingli had to put down his worry and went in to see what had happened to the little fellow.    

    

The one who was crying was the third son, An An. Since he didn't see anyone when he woke up, he probably felt insecure and started to cry. Shen Jingli took off his cape and warmed his body by the stove before going over to carry the child.    

    

After coaxing An An Xin, Shen Jingli placed An An on the cradle and let her play by herself. Shen Jingli then went to look at the ball, which was already awake.    

    

Shen Jingli sat down beside him and helped tuck in his small blanket. Then, he turned to look at Shen Jingli and revealed a very gentle smile.    

    

"He looks like you." pulled over a chair and sat down beside the cradle. He stretched out his hand and shook the cradle, making a face while teasing An An An who was lying in the cradle, "Ol 'Three doesn't look like you, nor does he look like Mu Chen. He's too lively, and doesn't feel like your child."    

    

Nan Jiyun liked living a peaceful life, and wanted to pass this life as peace and quiet. Shen Jingli understood in his heart that he did not have any response to's words.    

    

"What about the cold wind? Why didn't I come with you? " Shen Jingli held up the ball, its black eyes turned, and its pink little mouth started to bubble, he had fun playing with himself.    

    

"He said that he wanted to go out of the city to take a look. I'm afraid that there will be a big blizzard this year. He's worried about the villagers outside the city."    

    

Shen Jingli suddenly stood up. He remembered that he had forgotten something, because his actions were too big, An An felt uncomfortable and cried out loud. Shen Jingli jumped in shock and quickly patted his blanket lightly, coaxing him in a low voice until An Xin stopped crying. Only then did he call Big Ji in.    

    

"Big Ji, since it isn't snowing too much right now, hurry up and go out of the city to find Steward Wang so that he can store all the food he has harvested this year. Don't sell them out and get people to patrol the village to see which houses are straw huts.    

    

The snowfall was much more intense than in the past, and it came with a ferocious aura. He felt very uneasy, and a sense of foreboding filled his heart.    

    

Although the snow had just started falling, it might stop at night, so Nan Jiyun did not object to Shen Jingli's actions. A few years ago, a matter of a few years ago, a few years ago, when the houses of the commoners were being crushed by the heavy snow, the matter of a village of more than twenty people had occurred in the capital. During that period of time, with the continuous heavy snowfall, everyone felt that the snow was not heavy, and would stop in a few days.    

    

Da Ji answered and turned to leave, but was stopped by Shen Jingli, "Wait, go to the warehouse and bring out some old quilts and an old cotton-padded jacket. If anyone needs them, we can give them to them."    

    

After Da Ji left, Shen Jingli stood at the door and watched for a while. The snow outside wasn't really that big, it was very beautiful, without any signs of destruction, and he really didn't understand why he was worried.    

    

"There's wine on the stove. If you feel cold, drink some." Shen Jingli said.    

    

Hearing that there was alcohol, Nan Jiyun immediately walked over and picked up the wine pot with a thick towel. When he just poured a cup, he smelt the sweet fragrance of sweet potatoes.    

    

"Jinglee, you cooked the sweet potato."    

    

He looked at the metal pincers beside him, picked them up, dug under the stove a few times, and took out a few Xiao Hong potatoes. Without being polite, he peeled one of the pincers and placed it in a bowl, then started to eat it with a spoon.    

    

A sweet smell filled the room. The two children lying in the cradle also seemed to have their appetites piqued. One in front and one behind, they started to cry.    

    

Shen Jingli immediately called for the wet nurse to feed them.    

    

Nan Jiyun was drunk, he also walked over, and upon seeing this, Shen Jingli quickly pushed him away, "Don't smoke the child."    

    

Looking at the way Shen Jingli was protecting his own son, Nan Jiyun muttered, "So petty."    

    

After the two children had eaten their fill, they fell asleep not long after. There was a faint smile on their rosy faces, as if they didn't care about the wind and snow outside at all.    

    

— —    

    

The snow continued to fall for a few days. It was either light snow or middle snow. There was no large blizzard.    

    

Although the people outside the city were affected by the weather, there weren't any major accidents. Aside from the fact that some of the poultry had frozen to death, no one else had died.    

    

The thing that Shen Jingli was worried about did not happen, but something big happened at the Royal Tomb. Second Prince encountered an avalanche when he was walking out and crippled one of his legs.    

    

When he heard this news, Shen Jingli was working in his own woodworking room. He had not been a carpenter for almost a year, and his hands were really itchy.    

    

After lunch, Xu Yanlin's husband brought his child to visit him with some astonishing news.    

    

Zhao Wenrui entered the Wood Room and brought up the matter of the Second Prince. Chun Hua recounted the story he heard, describing it vividly as if he had seen it with his own eyes.    

    

"Last night, Imperial Physician Zhang and Imperial Physician Hu from the Grand Hospital rushed to the imperial mausoleum to treat the Second Prince. They heard that the Noble Consort Zheng had personally sent them off and ordered them to protect Second Prince's legs." Chun Hua said with a sigh.    

    

Shen Jingli was carving a pomegranate hairpin, and upon hearing his words, he raised his head. "It's snowing so heavily, what is Second Prince going out for?"    

    

"…"    

    

"…"    

    

Zhao Wenrui and Chun Hua were speechless at his question. That's right, it had snowed so much, why would Second Prince go out? What is it that I can't let your subordinate do it?    

    

Thinking of this, there was a hint of conspiracy.    

    

Zhao Wenrui pinched his chin and started to ponder, but very quickly, he came to a conclusion regarding this matter, "Do you think that someone is framing Second Prince?"    

    

Shen Jingli frowned, that was not what he meant, but it was a little strange, in such harsh weather, what exactly did Second Prince want to do?    

    

Chun Hua could not understand what his mistress was saying. The pomegranate hairpin that was engraved on Shen Jingli's head had pomegranate fruits, pomegranate flowers, pomegranate leaves, cracked pomegranate fruits, blossoming pomegranate flowers, a beautiful posture, it was extremely eye-catching.    

    

Chun Hua had never seen such a lifelike hairpin before.    

    

"You like it?" The hairpin was completed, and when Shen Jingli saw how interested he looked, he immediately held up the hairpin in front of him.    

    

In this era, the twins were mostly bred as women and tended to be feminine, so they also loved bright clothes and gold hairpins of all shapes and sizes.    

    

Chun Hua could only see the pomegranate hairpin, he did not hear Shen Jingli's words at all. Just as he was about to grab the hairpin, a hand from the side snatched it away.    

    

"Madam." Chun Hua spoke with grievance.    

    

Zhao Wenrui carefully played with the pomegranate hairpin, his eyes also lighting up. He did not like gold hairpins and jewelry, nor did he know how to pick things out, even so, he knew that the hairpin carved by Shen Jingli was unique and unique, he could not find anything similar outside.    

    

"You like it too?" This was unexpected, he thought Zhao Wenrui only liked to swing his blade and his sword.    

    

Zhao Wenrui shook his head, "I just feel that this hairpin is unique. Normal craftsmen are not as meticulous as you carve it out, it's just like real pomegranates."    

    

Receiving such high praise, Shen Jingli smiled happily, then took out the little thing he carved previously and shared it with them.    

    

— —    

    

The Royal Palace of Storage and Sculpture    

    

The Noble Consort Zheng barged into the Snow Song Realm with an angry look on her face. She grabbed the Beauty Zheng who was taking a nap on the beauty's bed.    

    

"Speak, are you trying to harm my son? Did you send someone to make it? "    

    

Just as Beauty Zheng was having a beautiful dream, she was suddenly grabbed, and before she could regain her senses, she was slapped again. She was currently dizzy and did not hear Noble Consort Zheng's words.    

    

She rose in anger once again and raised her hand, preparing to slap her twice more. The palace maid, who was served by the Chilling Shuang House, was stupefied by the sudden situation, and immediately reacted to it as she rushed forward to protect Beauty Zheng.    

    

Beauty Zheng finally regained her senses and remembered what Noble Consort Zheng had said. She was so scared that her face turned green and her heart raced.    

    

"Aunty." Beauty Zheng whispered, "Don't be misled by someone. My son is only one year old, he can't even talk. He can't even win if he wants to fight."    

    

Noble Consort Zheng understood and thought for a moment, and felt that she really did not have the guts to do such a thing. After her anger had dissipated quite a bit, she sat down and said to her: "Get someone to bring the little prince over, said that I want to see the little prince."