That year, the winter in the Soviet Union was particularly cold, the sky in the distance rolled with low lead-gray clouds, the roaring wind rolled up the snow on the ground, and the majestic and magnificent Red Square was covered with heavy snow, and it was plain white. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cold of this winter night made people huddle in their futons, and as soon as the sky dawned, they threw themselves into the great construction with the fiery vodka.

In the east of Moscow, a small Tsarist style building stands out in the vast darkness, not that its delicate appearance is out of place in the surrounding simple workshops, but that the small building is still brightly lit at 3 a.m., and the bright light shines through the glass windows, lighting up a sky.

What is the identity of the people in this small building, who actually ignored the curfew of the leader Comrade Stalin? The soldiers patrolling the street stomped their feet to dispel some of the cold, and beckoned a group of people to walk towards the small building.

Before he could reach the front of the building, he heard the creaking sound of the snow on the ground, and a slender young man came out of the darkness, the young man was wearing a dark green military uniform, and the shadow of the military hat blocked his eyes.

The soldiers clenched their guns and looked at the young man defensively. He wore a military uniform, but there was no sign of rank on his shoulders, and the soldiers couldn't figure out the young man's identity for a moment.

"Glorious Comrade Stalin!"

"Glorious Comrade Stalin!"

The two sides said hello, and the young man looked up at a group of soldiers, he had a pair of turquoise eyes, and his narrow eyes were a little gloomy.

"Don't go any further, we've taken over. The young man stretched out his hand and handed a small green notebook to the soldier, and after the soldier read it, he nodded solemnly, saluted the young man, and said, "Yes!"

The young man withdrew his papers, turned and disappeared into the darkness.

The soldier gestured to his companion to walk back.

"Comrade, that man is ......"

"Comrade of the General Directorate of State Political Protection. The soldier at the head whispered.

There was silence for a while, and the vast winter night became colder and colder.

Outside the small building, the young man kicked open the door, and the wind and snow poured in instantly, pouring the warm hall cold. The young man entered wrapped in a snowstorm, turned and closed the door. His face was cold, with a violent chill, his green eyes stared coldly at the girl next to the fireplace, and the air was filled with a faint aroma of wine—not as spicy and crisp as vodka, but lingering with a faint sweetness.

"What are you mad about?" he yelled at the girl, but the girl only turned slightly cold, and continued to drink the wine in the cup.

The young man frowned, stepped forward and slapped the cup in the girl's hand, he lifted the girl's chin, only to find that the girl's face was full of tears, and her crystal-like black eyes were full of stubbornness.

"Lin Xie, you let go of me!" The girl said coldly, "I must return to China!"

The young man Lin Xie stood up, looked down at the girl for a long time, and saw that there was no fear in those dark eyes, he reached out and rubbed his temples, and said slowly: "He Xi, you are drunk, we will talk about this matter when you wake up." ”

The girl sneered and raised her eyes to look at Lin Xie. "What's the matter, I can't bear your current status? Lin Xie, what did you promise Wugege when she died, you, haven't you forgotten?"

Lin Xie's heart tightened, he recalled that snowy night, the gentle and noble Oriental woman's calm smile, he promised that mother-like woman, to take good care of Lu Hexi, to take He Xi back to her hometown, the solemn Forbidden City in memory.

He slowly squatted down, patted the girl's head lightly with his big hand, and said gently, "I haven't forgotten, I won't forget." Have you decided? Don't you regret it?"

Lu Hexi was stunned, looking blankly at the suddenly gentle Lin Xie, for a long time, she buried her face in Lin Xie's big hand and cried whining.

"Brother Lin Xie, take me back, woo...... I'm going back ......."

Lin Xie sighed, and patted the girl's thin back with his right hand: "I knew that you would have to go back after all, why should I be angry with you for so long?"

The long night was full of snow, snow and cold, and the lights in the small building gradually went out, leaving only a vague shadow in the darkness.

Four months later.

The train from Harbin stops at Beiping Station, the carriage door opens, the passengers get off the train and get on the train with their luggage, and the people come and go in Beiping Station, mixed with accents from all over the country and the roaring whistle is intertwined, very noisy but makes people feel very cordial.

Lin Xie got out of the car first, he was wearing a windbreaker, with a pair of sunglasses, the pair of green eyes were always too conspicuous, he looked around the surrounding environment, confirmed that it was safe before beckoning to the car, the girl jumped out of the car, obediently held Lin Xie's hand, and looked around curiously with a pair of big eyes.

"Let's go, let's stay in a hotel today, and you won't go to your house for the time being. ”

"Well, good!" Lu Hexi nodded, she hadn't returned for seven years, she was both familiar and unfamiliar with this place, and she couldn't hide the joy in her heart because of her timidity.

Early the next morning.

"I can't imagine that in just seven years, this place has changed so much. "The original prince's mansion is now in ruins, Lin Xie still remembers the exquisite and luxurious appearance of this place, King Duan has been guarding this place during his lifetime, the Eight-Nation Alliance, the Xinhai Revolution, and the Northern Expedition War have not been able to shake the status of this palace, but after King Duan died, the palace was separated, and this exquisite palace compound was not lost in the hands of outsiders like wolves and tigers, but it did not fall into the hands of his own family. The current Duanwang Mansion is still complete except for a back garden, and other places have long been full of beggars, thieves, and prostitutes.

So, when two well-dressed men pushed open the old gate of the palace and entered the courtyard, almost everyone in the courtyard looked up at them. Lu Hexi frowned and looked at the tattered and messy courtyard, she gently pulled Lin Xie's sleeve, "Let's go, I should have thought that it would be like this." ”

"After all, it's been seven years, and there may not be anything left. Forget it, let's go. ”

"Yo! two nobles, wait, wait!" Before he went out, he heard a hoarse voice chasing after him, Lin Xie turned around, only to see a thin old man in a broken robe running here with a porcelain bowl, Lin Xie reached out and took out a handful of change, and it didn't seem like it was good to go out without giving anything.

The old man glanced at the money in Lin Xie's hand, laughed twice and accepted the money, he hunched his back and looked back at the two of them with a pair of small eyes.

"Your Excellency, are you looking for someone?" asked the old man squeamily.

Lin Xie hooked the corners of his lips and asked with a smile, "What, the old man knows something?" He was still wearing sunglasses, and his young and resolute face had a little evil smile.

The old man rubbed his stomach and blinked: "It's not the old man, I'm bragging, I'm Zhang Xianren has lived for more than three hundred years, and your young lady looks really similar to the old prince's family here." ”

"Zhang Xianren, do you want to make this clear?" He bent down and put his hand on the old man's emaciated shoulder, Zhang Xianren was shocked, and looked down to see a bright knife coming out of the young man's fingertips, he shook his body, and wailed to Lin Xie with a bitter face, "I, I'm ninety-two!"

He saw that Lin Xie was still staring at him with a smile, and then he understood what this noble man wanted to know.

"Lao Dao, when I was young, I set up a stall in the area of Duanwangfu, and I really saw Gege in the prince's house!" When he said this, his voice trembled, and he looked at Lin Xie shyly, and when he saw that he had collected the knife, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, "You are here to find the old man of Duanwangfu, right?"