In the heavy snow, He Shen walked alone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was wearing only a green shirt, as if he was still studying at the Xian'an Palace Official School.

He walked aimlessly for a long time, he didn't know why he was here, and why he was going.

But he saw Feng Jiwen.

The dark blue cloak she wore seemed to be the one he had wore, huge, and extremely ill-fitting, and she trotted all the way through the wind and snow, looking around anxiously as she ran, as if looking for someone.

Then he heard her calling him.

It turned out to be looking for him.

He Shen couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Ma'am. ”

He stood still.

Feng Jiwen saw him, flew over, carried snowflakes all over her body, and crashed into his arms.

He reached out and hugged her.

But she began to cry.

"Why did you take such a big risk? How did you promise me before you left? Didn't you say that you should put your safety first in everything?" she reproached him, but her tone was full of bitterness.

He could clearly feel her uneasiness and worry.

"I broke my promise. He said, "I didn't listen to Madame's explanation, which made Madame worried." ”

"Why do you have to do this?"

"As a last resort, the situation is compelling, there is no way to do both, but to take a risk. He hugged her tighter, "Fortunately, with the blessing of the peace charm that my wife begged for, I was lucky enough to win." ”

"Everything is gambling, life is short for decades, do you want to be an outlaw gambler?" she still complained.

"This is just one time, not the next one. He buried his head in the soft green silk with a faint orchid fragrance around her neck, "If I can do it all over again, even this time, I don't want to gamble again." ”

“…… Why?"

"I'm afraid to leave Madame. ”

In the past, although he spared his life, he always had his own measure, if he did something risky, as long as the probability was considerable, the consequences were considerable, he would not hesitate to take the risk, as she said, like a gambler.

But now, even if he is ninety percent sure and one percent dangerous, he doesn't want to try it himself.

Some things may not be impossible without him.

Whether he is selfish or weak, he even begins to become timid, and his children's affection is not enough to achieve great things.

But if she is worried and uneasy all day because of the so-called 'big things', he would rather accompany her to be mediocre all her life.

"And when are you coming back?" she looked up from his arms, her eyes filled with tears.

When will you be back......

"I ......"

He was about to speak, but he saw her suddenly disappear before his eyes.

He looked around and realized that he was in a dream.

"Madame......"

"Madame......"

He Lin and Banxia heard He Shen's call one by one, and their feelings couldn't help but become complicated.

This is the Yunnan Xingyuan.

Five days ago, He Shen was sent here to recuperate.

The poison in his body has been cured, but he has been unconscious since he took the poison weed.

But he is not completely unconscious.

For example, right now.

"And the adults must have dreamed of Mrs. He again. Banxia sighed.

There was a brazier burning inside the house, but it was snowing heavily.

This is the first snow in Yunnan in nearly three years.

……

Ten days later, it entered the wax moon, and it also snowed heavily in the capital.

At this time, the maple leaves of Xiangshan are about to fall, and the surface of Yanqi Lake is also covered with a layer of lake blue ice, and goose feather-like snowflakes fall on the frozen lake surface, and soon they are covered with a layer of catkins-like white.

There are houses and shops in the city, and up to the Zhumen Palace, all of them are dressed in silver.

The snow in front of Jin's house was swept very clean.

Outside the door, there were horse-drawn carriages and chariots parked on both sides.

The people wore plain clothes and tied linen around their waists, and there were even white hangings outside the door of the house.

Jin Yifeng, the eldest son of the Jin family, died.

After so many years, I haven't been able to survive this winter.

There was a cry in the mourning hall where the coffin was parked, and You Shi held the edge of the coffin with both hands, supported by two maids, and almost fainted from crying.

She gave birth to two sons and two daughters, although she prefers the youngest daughter Jin Rongyue the most, but the palms and backs of her hands are all meat, and she is raised with one hand to raise the four children, which is regarded as the meat of her heart.

Even if Jin Yufeng has been sick in bed all these years, she is still not ready for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

Jin Rongyue and the eldest sister who came back this morning were throwing paper money into the brazier.

His eldest sister Jin Rongdan, who has been married for many years, wept endlessly, but Jin Rongyue didn't have much expression on her face.

There was also a girl who was only ten years old, thinking that she had been instructed by her aunt, and she kept sobbing and crying.

And the one who cried the most uncontrollably was Wang Lizhu.

She has been crying since Jin Yifeng died yesterday, and her eyes are swollen like peach pits.

Jin Yiyu stood silently on the side, looking at the coffin tightly, and his eyes were slightly red.

Jin Yifeng had no friends before his death, and most of the people who came to pay his respects were Jin Jian's colleagues.

Now that the New Year is approaching, the imperial court is at the time of employing people, Jin Jian has been reused, although he is only a cabinet member and a fourth-grade official, but everyone can also see that the emperor's anger has disappeared.

As long as you do things with peace of mind and don't anger the Holy One again, it will definitely not take long to be reinstated.

At this time, Jin Jian was entertaining a colleague in the side hall.

"Girl, Fu Sanye is also here. ”

In the mourning hall where the crying was very mixed, Ah Bi reminded Jin Rongyue softly.

Jin Rongyue raised her head.

It happened that Fu Kang'an, who was wearing an indigo brocade arrow sleeve robe and a plain black cloak, had just come to the outside of the mourning hall, and before he could cross the threshold, he was just looking at her.

Fukangan's eyes contained indescribable distress.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time, and Fukangan stepped into the mourning hall to hang himself and put on incense.

At this time, Jin Rongyue excused herself to be unwell and left the mourning hall with Abi.

Seeing this, Fukangan hurriedly followed.

The two walked into the back garden of the Jin Mansion, where there were few people, one after the other.

The snow was still falling, Abi held an umbrella for Jin Rongyue, and the master and servant walked unhurriedly.

Fukangan had a big step and quickly caught up.

"Miss Jin Er......"

He spoke up a little nervously.

Jin Rongyue paused and looked back at him.

"Fu San Gongzi. Her face was plain and she looked a little tired.

"I ......" Thinking of the delicate relationship between the two now, Fukangan's heart beat faster for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he held back a sentence: "Miss Jin Er's festival mourns." ”

Jin Rongyue let out a "hmm" and lowered her eyes lightly.

Seeing this, Fukangan was anxious to say something.

Although his mother agreed to accept Miss Jin Er on the surface and did not restrain him, after all, there is a difference between men and women, if it weren't for the death of the eldest son of the Jin family, he couldn't find an excuse to see her today.

It's very difficult to see each other, and I don't even know what to say...... He's stupid!

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