In the plum forest, Su Duhan held Murong Wei's hand unconsciously, and Murong Wei, who knew nothing, was pinched painfully, with tears in her eyes, she shook her body unwillingly, and gently beat his chest as usual. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl who was so delicate one moment ago was suddenly knocked to the ground by Su Duhan the next moment, Murong Wei forgot the pain, and looked up, Su Duan's cold and hard gaze was like an arrow, carrying an undisguised coldness, and hit her heart hard, making her breathe stagnantly. Looking up again, I only saw his back, rushing towards the direction of Fengluan Hall like the wind.

Murong Wei sat stunned on the spot, and the cherry red cloak on her body was especially striking in the snow. Behind her, Mama Luo helped her up distressedly: "Princess, the prince didn't mean it, news just came from the palace that Lord An has gone." ”

Murong Wei remembered that she pushed away Mama Luo's hand in a fit of rage, and she didn't even go to Fengluan Palace, so she cried all the way back to Canwei Palace.

was embarrassed by Su Duhan in front of people, and she felt that she had been greatly wronged. What's more, she has never been impressed by King An, she has never been concerned about the affairs of the monarchy, and the news of her uncle's death is not sad for her, but Su Duhan's last glance made her have a deep chill.

Because she couldn't get over her face, after that, Murong Wei said that she was sick and lay in her palace for three days, and Mama Luo issued a gag order, so that the palace people were not allowed to mention this matter again. The queen mother came to see her in person in her busy schedule, opened the treasury and asked her to pick out a few good things, and patiently enlightened her, so she was reluctant to go to King An's mansion with the queen mother to incense.

In private, Su Duhan quietly admitted his mistake to her, saying that he was in a hurry that day, not intentionally, and took her hand and asked if it hurt. Looking at his red eyes, he felt sorry for his grief of losing his father, and the two reconciled as before.

Many years later, when Murong Wei remembered Su Duhan's cold and hard gaze that day, he suddenly understood that he hated the Murong family from the beginning, and he also hated himself who had the surname Murong, how could he be willing to make a promise to marry a woman from the Murong family for the rest of his life.

In the blink of an eye, her past life was over, and she actually returned to the day when everything was about to begin.

Murong Wei looked at the fluttering snow outside the window and frowned slightly.

She almost forgot that it was also this heavy snowfall back then, and it rained for seven days, sometimes big and sometimes small, wrapping the entire capital in a plain white. Because of Su Rui's sacrifice, at that time, his father succumbed to the pressure of the courtiers and ordered the whole country to mourn, as the victorious country, Xixia did not have the slightest intention of celebrating the victory, but was miserable, causing strong dissatisfaction among the soldiers returning from the frontier.

This piece of desolation is getting more and more intense, Gusu is less snow and this year does not stop, some folk began to say that the heavy snow is God mourning King An, and even more at home for King An to put incense on the case and wear filial piety clothes, the death of a King An has become a national mourning.

As the national mourning was turned out and quietly circulated was the edict of the Zen throne of the year, and the story of General Su tearfully beheading General Yuan Fei in support of Murong Qing was also passed on again and again, causing a lot of uproar in the army.

As the only son of the general, the name of the young general Su Duhan was gradually called by the people at that time, and he successfully inherited the throne and entered the court as the new prince of An. After that, he appeased his father's old department, held the spear left by his father and walked away from the border pass, and embarked on the same path as his father, as if he was firmly guarding the border city of Xixia like his father, until he led an army of 100,000 to kill back to the capital and destroy the Murong family.

Murong Wei lowered her eyelids deeply, everything happened too smoothly for Su Duhan, he secretly united with his uncle's old department, and took advantage of the time to push the flow to the fire, the speed of Qingyun's ascent was so fast that even his father and queen mother were powerless to stop it, and she was actually happy at that time, selfishly She was happy that Su Duhan did not have to live under her princess halo in the future, but was a better character than his father, they were a pair of talented and beautiful women.

How stupid I was then, how much I hate now. The persuasion of his parents could not be listened to, and he stubbornly believed Su Duhan's promise and believed the lie he made up.

Raising her head again, Murong Wei's eyes were already clear. Now that she has a deep understanding of her previous life, let's see her turn her hands into clouds and rain in this life, and rewrite a different life.

"You go out, stay alone in the palace for a while", even though the palace has been abandoned for ten years, Murong Wei has learned to control her emotions, but she is still afraid that she can't help it, and slams the tea cup in her hand on the tassel.

"Yes, the tassel retreated", she ran back crying like that yesterday, she must be in a bad mood today, the tassel figured out Murong Wei's psychology nine times out of ten, she loosely hooked the gold-inlaid purple curtains under the Xuan window with a lotus pattern Ruyi hook with a spike, and retreated lightly.

When the light footsteps disappeared, Murong Wei opened her eyes again and looked greedily at everything in the hall. She ran barefoot to the porcelain basins of lotus leaves that were dripping, gently stroking the lotus leaves made of jade, so long-lost familiarity like the breeding of drizzle moisturizing things, one by one the memories slowly overflowed her heart, almost moved her to tears.

I don't know how long it took, the tassel went and returned, and the little palace maid commanded the little palace maid to place a few refreshments on the red sandalwood inlaid luodian carved kang table, crystal mung bean cake, pale yellow pine rolls, with delicate fruit plates, and the most eye-catching thing was a bowl of snow-white plum blossom cheese in the crystal cup.

The copper basin was mixed with lily dew, the tassel tested the temperature just right, twisted the scarf to clean Murong Wei's hands, and bent her knees to Murong Wei with a sweet smile, "The princess came to taste it, the plum blossoms that Mama Luo picked up in the morning made her favorite plum blossom cheese for the princess." “

Yes, Mama Luo is still alive at this time, Murong Wei was ecstatic, so excited that she almost burst into tears, afraid that she would lose her temper, she bit her lower lip tightly and walked to the kang table.

"You go out and call Mama Luo. Murong Wei stirred the snow-white plum blossom cheese with a silver spoon with some excitement, watching them swing into a small whirlpool in the crystal cup, and she had the joy of reuniting with her old friend.

This is the second time I want to go out by myself today, Tassel was a little surprised, looking at Murong Wei who was sinking like water, she didn't dare to be as casual as before after all, but bowed respectfully and retreated.

Counting that she has not eaten Mama Luo's craftsmanship for more than ten or twenty years, Murong Wei took a spoonful of her mouth, and the slight bitterness was followed by a faint and long sweet fragrance, in those days when no one cared about her, she had missed the person who made this dessert for her more than once.