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In front of the woman, there were these two white utensils on the low table inlaid with red beads and stones, no matter which one they were, they were extremely incommensurate with the Chaohui Palace of this splendid jade corridor.

"The emperor is gracious and gives you a whole corpse, and you should be content. The maidservant beside the woman was dressed in a fur mink robe, standing beside the woman with her arms crossed, her eyes were full of contempt, and she said, "Concubine Qin's mother thought of having a fight with your sister, and it was already an extrajudicial grace to ask me to see me off. ”

"That set of Central Plains people, you can learn it really well. The woman sneered.

The maid was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then turned into a sly smile, and said: "Whatever you say, you are no longer the concubine Ning who was in the limelight back then." This battle is won by our mother, and you have no chance to make a comeback. ”

"So, what if I don't choose either?"

"It's up to you. ”

The woman stood up and looked around, her eyes were warm, like the only light and heat in this cold and bone-chilling palace.

In the autumn of the old year, Concubine Qin's younger brother Murong Dieshuai, the iron cavalry of the Murong clan of the Xianbei clan, came to the city, imprisoned the emperor of the Duan clan of the Xianbei clan, and forced the palace to usurp the throne. Concubine Qin has always been jealous of Concubine Ning, whose appearance and background are higher than her own, this time her brother coerced the Son of Heaven to order all the ministries, how could she not take the opportunity to get rid of her quickly.

The morning sun is falling, and the autumn is cut and the spring is blooming. Since the palace change, this Chaohui Palace has been like a knife cracking, breaking the old dream of Chunrong and replacing it with a bleak and barren place. The thin brocade on the palace master's woman wore from autumn to winter, and faded from cinnabar dark lines to white pulp. Concubine Qin was ruthless, and drove away all the maidservants who served beside her, leaving her alone to take care of her own affairs, cooking clothes, dusting and drowning, and suffering from prosperity to decline.

I'm probably going to make a break today.

The woman thought about it, and laughed to herself, her bright eyes and clear eyes seemed to have never been stained by the hardships of the past, although she did not apply powder, but it added to the simple and natural beauty. It's no wonder that the woman is a stunning beauty on the Mongolian Plateau, with a creamy skin and a clever smile, which is particularly outstanding among the rough and fierce tribal women, and even the countless Xianbei tribal elders who read the beauty also praised her for being so exquisite, more like the Jin people of the Central Plains, no wonder the Xianbei emperor thought about her day and night, and was fascinated.

When the maid saw the woman's smile like this, she was also panicked, and hurriedly said sharply: "Concubine Ning, no, demon girl, be happy! The sky is freezing in this depressed palace, and there is not even a charcoal fire, you have to choose one today, don't think about delaying any more hours, let me accompany you here to freeze!" The maid said and shrunk her neck and tightened her robe.

The shrill screams of the maidservants pierced the stagnant air in the palace and echoed through the vast palace.

The woman ignored the scream, still smiling, and rubbing the walls and furnishings of the palace inch by inch. Every inch of the Zhaohui Palace is the emperor's favor, and every inch of it records the brilliant scenery of the old days. It's a pity, Cheng is also pampered, defeat is also pampered, when Concubine Qin came to drive away the maidservants, those luxurious and exquisite gifts from the emperor asked her to make people smash and move away, leaving only some gold, silver and jade inlaid on the walls, tables, chairs and beds, they can't get it away, so they just give up.

The woman walked around the hall, and finally stopped in front of the main entrance, calmed down, and suddenly opened the door, and the cold wind outside the house poured into the hall with the winter snow, and a whistling sound, stirred up the green silk that the woman scattered jumped up with the wind, and the fire and candle in the hall were extinguished instantly.

"Concubine Ning, are you crazy!" the maidservant exclaimed.

"So, what if I don't choose either?"

The woman whispered, smiled back at the maidservant, and then stepped out of the steps and walked towards the blizzard outside the palace.

The maidservant didn't know if it was taken by the woman's looking back smile, or if she was so cold that she froze her body, but she froze in place, her heart was shocked but she couldn't spit out half a word.

The woman walked towards the wider world in the face of the wind and snow. Outside the house, the world is chaotic, and it is impossible to distinguish between the palace and the mountain. The snow is blowing one after another, covering the sky and the sun, and the wind sticks the autumn shirt on her body tightly, and the slender figure of the willow swings weakly in this wind and snow but never falls. The woman's eyebrows, eyelashes, sideburns were covered with ice, and all of her bare jade skin was red or even purple.

The direction of her steps is the North Mountain next to the palace, and the lookout from the top of the North Mountain is the emperor's bedroom. The more she walked, the slower she moved, the farther she walked, and the deeper the snow fell on the ground. With each step, the woman had to pull her stiff legs out of the thick snow, and then fall into it, and at this time, the snow on the north mountain, I am afraid that there will be no one to top it.

The maidservant stood in the hall, watching the woman's figure dissipate into the wind and snow in a daze, and she didn't choose the same after all.

Beishan looks at the frozen jade bones, and the red face wins the snow to paint the immortals,

When the old dream first woke up and the new one, the green bamboo fell asleep.

- "So, what if I don't choose either?"