"If the emperor is unwilling, he will be a concubine and has not said it. She looked away, said a little willfully, and then, without waiting for him to answer, she lay down on the bed and turned her back to him.

He doesn't trust her!

It could be seen from the way he looked at her just now!

No! He didn't have to trust her! As an emperor, he shouldn't trust anyone!

What's more, she does have a purpose!

But why, the kind of gaze he had just looked at her, made her so uncomfortable?

"I will consider your proposal, but whether it succeeds or not, in the end, depends on his certainty. Murong Fu's gaze fell lightly on her back, but it only took a few seconds to move away.

Hearing the sound of soft footsteps behind him, Ye Xuexi knew that he had left and gone to see his play.

Thinking back to the somewhat presumptuous words I had just made, I suddenly felt a little too impulsive, but I didn't catch my temper just now, and I really can't blame herself too much.

She got up from the bed and glanced at him from afar through the curtain.

Under the bright flickering light, he still flipped through the mountains of folds as quietly as ever, as if he was worried that the sound of churning would disturb her rest, so every gesture was as soft as a feather.

Ye Xuexi looked a little stunned, and it took a long time before she retracted her gaze.

Well, anyway, she said everything that should be said, if Murong Fu was reluctant to let her so-called cousin get involved in the court, naturally she would not be blamed, and when the time came, she could only tell Mrs. Ye that Murong Fu did not agree, not that she did not try.

Thinking about it like this, there was no depression and pressure just now, and my mood suddenly brightened.

******

Twelve years ago, there was a heavy snowfall in the Purple Capital, and the white snowflakes in the sky almost covered the prosperity of the entire Purple Capital.

The winter of that year was very long and cold, and the long one made people mistakenly think that there was no other season in this purple capital except winter, and the cold seemed to freeze the whole world and the earth, and the ice flowers on the eaves and the frost on the trees were shining in the brilliant sunshine without temperature.

In that year, many people died outside the Purple Capital, all of them were homeless orphans, and the thin corpses were hung with thin clothes, almost unclothed, so they were strewn across the streets, but no one cared.

Even so, no one will take a second look, and no one will have the leisure time to see an insignificant person, because their current ending is very likely to be what they will look like in a few days.

There are a lot of beggars living in the ruined temple outside the city, they will go to the purple capital city to beg during the day, and they will come back to sleep in this ruined temple at night, but the heavy snow that has fallen for half a month is really not suitable for going out, because if you are not careful, you may not go back.

Therefore, in this place where food is scarce, the beggars have been hungry for a long time, and some people will not be able to hold on, and they will not be able to bear this feeling of hunger, so they will run out of the temple gate and want to ask for something to eat in the city, and this time, they have never returned, perhaps, the heavy snow has blocked their way back, or they will never come back.

At the corner of this ruined temple, there was a thin girl huddled, because of this cold weather, she had a high fever for several days, there was no water and no food, her cheeks were abnormally red at the moment, her lips were chapped, her eyes were scattered, and a pair of black pearl-like eyes were staring at the broken door.

Ah Qian has been out for three hours and has not come back, she said that she will bring her food, water, and medicine, but this day is getting darker, and the snow outside is getting heavier, she still hasn't come back.

The old beggar next to her told her that it was so cold that she would not come back.

Well, maybe, I hope she can find a good family in the city, and that good family will give her food and clothing, then, she won't come back, don't come back to this place.

She thought to herself.

The old beggar just looked at her, for a long time, shook his head and did not speak, but left.

Seeing that she was sick like this, it was probably impossible to survive tomorrow, he thought.

She waited for a long time, and looked forward to it for a long time, even if there was no food or water, even if it was just her figure, as long as she appeared outside this door, she would be relieved, but no, still no, the wind outside the door was whistling and rampant, like a beast that would eat people.

She couldn't wait any longer, and suddenly got up from the haystack, and ran out of nowhere, without even putting on the broken straw sandals.

When the old beggar saw it, he was about to speak, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them at last.

She ran all the way, dizzy and weak from hunger, often fell when running in the snow, and planted her head in the snow, her cold whole body was unconscious, her bare feet made several cuts, and the bright red blood droplets on the snow looked extremely dazzling, but she didn't feel pain.

Ah Qian may not come back, she thought, that person who is like a sister, the best person for her in this life.

Looking at the long pale road ahead, she suddenly felt faint in front of her, and all the trees had shadows, and rows of them shook in front of her eyes, like fully armed soldiers, dimly depressed.

She wondered if she was hallucinating, how could she see someone coming, or riding a horse with a beautiful brown coat that was smooth enough to be stroked.

She curled the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly, and looked up, only to see that there seemed to be a young man sitting on the horse, dressed in fine clothes and full of luxury.

She looked at it like this, looking lightly, trying to see the person's appearance clearly, but she couldn't see it clearly, maybe she didn't have the strength to look up. Later, she mustered up all her strength to crawl out of the snow, stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, but as soon as the person stood up, Xu shook her legs and did not stand firmly, but she called a spear to the ground, and instantly rolled on the ground like a snowball two or three times, stained with snow.

"Bold!"

The person next to the man in fancy clothes suddenly scolded.

She realized that she might not be hallucinating, because her chest hurt, and the place where the spear hit hurt her heart, as if she was about to die.

"Well, look at her pitiful, take her back. The man's voice was as cold and low as the winter snow, without any emotion.

She supported her body and wanted to get up from the snow again, but her body without water and food for a long time could no longer support this small body, and the continuous high fever made her almost overdraw all her physical strength, and before her body could stand up again, her whole body fell into the snow like a bird with broken wings.