An Cheng was depressed in his heart, and his mind echoed the advice of his mother to him before he came: "Although Qinghai is far away, there is no disturbance, it is better than staying in this quagmire, maybe it is a bright road." She had a slightly sour nose, but her mother was alone, what should she do if she left? The battle for the storage position was inevitable, and if the mother concubine was implicated, she couldn't think of that result.

When there is something in my heart, my feet are walking slower and slower, and I gradually fall behind. Jun Chen and Baoqing have similar temperaments, they are both people who don't have troubles in their hearts, and they go farther and farther away when they talk and laugh. These two are both noble masters, where will Le Yan let go? Shao has to do everything he can to laugh, sometimes playful and funny, sometimes considerate and caring, and accompany the two of them to walk in front.

Le Yu paused, and glanced thoughtfully at Ancheng who was worried behind her, Yizhen and Ancheng are cousins, and sighed lightly when she saw this: "It's not easy for her, Concubine Shuniang is indifferent and cold, and she is the only one, so it's natural to rest assured." A few days ago, I was arranged to meet with Fu Linghou, and Fu Linghou's attitude was very distant and cold......"

Leyu didn't know what to say, Princess Ancheng did marry Qinghai in her previous life, but she didn't know that Ancheng was unwilling. Ask yourself, if he hadn't met Ji Shuyu in this life, he would have been willing to marry Ancheng, so why would he keep his distance from Ancheng and be cold and self-controlled?

Le Yu stared at Ancheng's thin figure in the snow, her haggard face, and suddenly walked towards Ancheng, as if she had something to say. Yizhen understood and followed in the footsteps of Baoqing, leaving only Leyu and Ancheng.

"It's all fate. Why are you suffering?"

An Cheng was shocked and saw that it was Leyu who smiled reluctantly: "What did you say?"

Le Yu walked side by side with her, and was silent for a long time before saying: "Fulinghou is a good person, believe me." Qinghai has high ground and high earth, you will love it there. ”

An Cheng's lips moved, now the news that she is going to marry Qinghai is not a secret, most of the noble families know about it, and she is not surprised that Le Yu would say so.

Recalling the leisurely, gentle and plump man he saw that day, An Cheng's eyes showed a touch of confusion. She is also a woman in the prime of her life, how can she take such an outstanding man as a wood and a stone? That **** estranged. made it clear to her that he actually refused to get married.

There was a feeling of sadness in his heart, and Ancheng was a little dazed. Silently bowed his head. Le Yu grabbed her arm, comforted Ancheng, who was lonely in her heart, with such a posture, and said softly: "The way of husband and wife is not a moment, but a lifetime. I had the pleasure of meeting Fulinghou. I believe that someone like him, if you really marry him. He will definitely treat you very well. ”

An Cheng felt the warmth transmitted to him by his slender hand, and said with a wry smile: "The matter of marriage is decided by the emperor, and neither I nor the mother concubine have any room for beaking." It doesn't matter if the subject is tall or short, fat or thin. Whether it is handsome or ugly, my father asked me to marry me, and I had to marry. As a princess of the royal family, I have to fulfill my duties after enjoying the offerings of all the people. I have no complaints. “

Le Yu frowned, and snowflakes fluttered on her black hair. On his cheeks, he disappeared in an instant, "Is it because of Concubine Niangniang?"

A little tear flashed in An Cheng's clear eyes like glass, "I have been dependent on my mother for so many years, and I know my mother's temperament better than anyone else." In this palace, the mother concubine has long been tired, if it weren't for me, the mother concubine would have been unable to hold on. What will happen when I leave and my mother will be lonely? I am different from Lihuan, if I go, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to return to Dayong in my life. “

Le Yu's long and delicate eyelashes were stained with snowflakes, and everything in front of her seemed to be blurred. In fact, how similar is he to An Cheng? If he has nothing to worry about, he is willing to nod and agree to him, but he is afraid that Ji Shuyu will try his best to change the object to his own. But my father and mother can't give up no matter what, just like Ancheng, I can't give up my concubine no matter what. It's just that Ancheng has no choice, and he has given up the opportunity to escape from the darkness of the conspiracy and gain freedom and happiness.

Thinking of this, Le Yu felt that her heart was also painful with her breathing, took a deep breath, and tried to blink back the warm hot flashes. Xiao Leyu, what's wrong with you? Everyone is qualified to retreat and escape, but you don't!

Qinghai, what a beautiful place, but it belongs to the future within reach of Anseong, what does it have to do with yourself?

An Cheng didn't notice Le Yu's abnormality, and muttered: "When the mother concubine was young, she was also pregnant with a child, it was a male fetus, and after five months of hard work, it was gone, and then she couldn't give birth again." I also became my mother's only child. The mother concubine suffered a lot of physical losses, and she was depressed, and she had to endure it all these years. If I leave, my mother will have no worries, and as one of the four concubines, I will be in the whirlpool, and the consequences can be imagined. ”

The two of them are slender, one in light green and one in emerald, beautiful in the long snow, and the deep and shallow footprints under their feet are fleeting. Le Yu looked around, Yizhen and their figures were long gone, the white land was pure and quiet, and there was no one.

She stretched out her hand and pulled Ancheng into a hexagonal wind chime pavilion on the side of the trail to take shelter from the wind and snow. She stood quietly and watched Ancheng dust off the snow on the big snow, her voice was as cold as ice and snow, "If Concubine Shuniang has a person to rely on and sustenance, can you rest assured?"

An Cheng said casually: "That's a natural ......" Before she finished speaking, she paused and looked at Le Yu in disbelief, "What do you mean by this?"

Le Yu stroked the slightly fluffy hair around her ears, and there seemed to be a sparkling light in her eyes, "If you don't mind, I'll give you an idea." If it's not appropriate, just listen to it. ”

"Concubine Shuniang is the cousin of Duanhui Imperial Concubine, and it is still different in the emperor's heart. She suffers a loss because she has no son, and the competition for the throne of several princes is bound to be surging, and the government and the opposition are in turmoil. Although the lady concubine's mother's family is not prominent now, it is still a noble in the court, and her appeal among scholars and civil officials is not small, and the eldest prince and the second prince will never let go of this help. Did you say yes?"

This truth is simple and easy to understand, and it is also a problem that Concubine Shu and An Cheng have discussed many times, An Cheng looked at Le Yu who was talking in amazement, and nodded subconsciously. Because she is a royal princess, it is not surprising that she knows a little about the political situation. Ke Leyu, how can she know everything about the general trend in the DPRK and China?

Le Yu said lightly: "Since it is a short board, let's make up for it and find a son for Concubine Shu." ”

The words were shocking, An Cheng gasped, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while. Le Yu said softly: "If Concubine Shuniang has a son to rely on, even if she has no intention of taking the heir, she can protect herself and survive the past few years." When the new emperor ascends the throne, the concubine can go out of the palace with her son to retire, enjoy the honor of the concubine, and be honored by her descendants. ”

Ancheng said: "But the mother concubine has no son......"

Le Yu interrupted her, with a hidden smile: "There are many emperors and princes, but there are not many who are from prominent backgrounds, the fourth prince, the sixth prince, the eighth prince, and the eleventh prince. ”

An Cheng's face changed, as if he had never thought of this possibility. But as long as this idea turns, it has an incomparably alluring power, tempting people to constantly reverie and reverie.

Le Yu helped her sit down, pressed her slender hand on her thin shoulder, and sighed softly: "I just want to think that I have adopted a son, but I still have to know his character, and there is a mother and son fate to become successful." The royal family is so complicated that I won't talk about it for granted. “

An Cheng came back to his senses and smiled calmly: "You are also kind to come up with ideas, let it be, I believe that God will always give us a way out." “

Le Yu lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, suppressing the insignificant guilt in her heart. Ancheng, it is also a last resort to involve you and Concubine Shu, besides, what I said is true, you helped Junxiao in fact, it is also self-help, which is good for everyone.

An Cheng was uneasy, so he excused himself to ask Princess Ding'an for advice on writing, and left in a hurry, leaving Le Yu alone in the pavilion to watch the snowflakes fly.

A woman's figure quickly disappeared through the corridor and around the corner, and the pavilion where Le Yu was located was in the corner, but her vision was very clear and clear, just in her eyes. Le Yu's eyes froze, and her lips hooked up with indifferent and cold self-deprecation, that was Ke's.

Qingmei had been standing silently behind her, her eyes flashed when she saw this, but she still mustered up the courage to ask, "Girl, do you want to follow and have a look?"

Le Yu sneered, "What's so beautiful? It's not like we haven't seen it." ”

Qingmei pursed her lips, mourning for Cheng Lingye in her heart, and after thinking about it, she said, "But if it's not what we think, wouldn't the prince of the world be wronged?"

Le Yu was slightly stunned, was she? I had already decided that Ke Shi was going to have a private meeting with Cheng Lingye, but if not, then Cheng Lingye was quite wronged. Thinking of this, Le Yu took a sip, what does it matter to me whether he is wronged or not?

Although she thought so in her heart, she still walked towards the corridor where Ke's disappeared, she said in her heart, that time Cheng Lingye said that Ke's was not simple, perhaps, she could really make herself discover, after all, she was An Huaisu's daughter-in-law. Qingmei was overjoyed and hurriedly followed gently. Lord Shizi, I can speak for you, you have to remember.

Ke Shi was very cautious all the way, and he didn't hold an umbrella when he was flying under his feet, and he only wore a snow-white hooded ferret big hat, which was not conspicuous in the snow at all.

Seeing that it was getting more and more remote, Le Yu began to frown, worried that she would not be able to catch up with the banquet to be held, so Ke Shi disappeared in a rockery with strange rocks.

Le Yu and Qing Mei glanced at each other, Qing Mei quietly changed her position and dived over first, and listened intently for a long time before beckoning to Le Yu and making a soft movement.

Le Yu's curiosity was blazing, and she lifted the hem of her skirt and stood on tiptoe beside Qingmei. A faint voice came: "What is the matter, you are in a hurry to find me?"

Le Yu's heart sank, and the hand holding the hem of the skirt tightened, and Cheng Lingye's voice naturally couldn't be misheard. Then there was a sound of rustling clothes rubbing against each other, and it was Ke's soft and flirtatious voice: "I miss you, don't you miss me? We haven't seen each other for almost a month." ”

Ke's arms hooked Cheng Lingye's neck, the sleeves slipped off, revealing the snow-white and smooth pink arms, blowing like a blueland to Cheng Lingye's ears, the pink face was tightly nestled on the side of his angular and almost perfect face, and the plump firmness of his chest gently rubbed Cheng Lingye's forearm, trying to hook his *. (To be continued.) )