What's more, that Xu Zijun is not a good man at all.

"My king, why do you care?"

King Ming looked calm, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, and he looked at Mu Yiyi calmly.

"I……"

Mu Yiyi was suddenly speechless, yes, why should he care about this matter and King Ming's facial features?

General Wu may not know about Wu Yinglan. No, she has to tell them.

Maybe, they can find someone for Sister Lan first.

It's okay to get engaged first.

Anyway, she doesn't want Sister Lan to have anything to do with Xu Zijun.

"Yiyi, news about the people over there has come."

King Ming suddenly spoke, and Mu Yiyi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"It's a snowstorm. In thirty counties in southern Fujian, there was a sudden snowstorm. The people were so hungry that they couldn't eat, so they ran around."

Thirty counties, this area is definitely a lot.

After all, the number of refugees entering Beijing is only a minority, and those who go to other places are the majority.

"It is estimated that the news will reach the palace tomorrow."
Chapter completed!