The cold palace was bleak and clear, and the snow was covered with snow. Zhuo Yijia and Qingling held umbrellas and walked inside. Snow fell, and the empty courtyard was silent and desolate.

Zhuo Yijia walked in the cold palace compound, walking slowly, walking more and more inside. She naturally knew that the cold palace was empty, and when she was a child, she often came to the cold palace to hide from the palace people when she was a child. Many yards and houses were crawled over by her.

Only that one building.

That stone building, like a forbidden place, made her never dare to approach. For some reason, when Sanniang talked about the cold palace, Zhuo Yijia's first thought was the strange stone building.

Zhuo Yijia's feet seemed to be being pulled, and he walked inside.

Slowly, step by step, every inch approached, my heart was like an extra stone.

She walked slowly, comforting herself from time to time, maybe there was something unknown in it that was discovered by Concubine Lan, so she was killed by the second uncle. Or maybe there is some treasure or heavenly object in it, or something else, which is also the secret of why the second uncle escaped from the palace?

Zhuo Yijia didn't know, but he was curious, crazy curious.

She and Qingling, holding umbrellas, slowly walked through the rows of houses and walked towards the stone building inside.

Standing in front of the empty stone building. Zhuo Yijia held an umbrella and looked at the ancient building in front of him. It was covered with a thick layer of white snow, as if it had been piled up.

She stood in front of the building, turned the umbrella in her hand, and the snow fell on the umbrella. She raised her feet and walked towards the stone tower.

The stone building is not locked, after entering, there is a red plum blossom in the corner of the courtyard, and the sky of the wax moon is in full swing. Red as blood.

Zhuo Yijia stood in the courtyard, tilted her head, and looked at the bright red plums blooming in the courtyard.

Qingling behind her stepped forward and pushed open the mottled stone door one step at a time, pushing it open layer by layer, the sound of iron chains echoed in the silent cold palace, and it was also a sound that hit Zhuo Yijia's heart.

"Master, the door is unlocked. Qingling stood in front of the door and turned her head to look at Zhuo Yijia in the courtyard.

Zhuo Yijia retracted his gaze at Hongmei, and looked at the doors opened by the stone building, which were dark and looked like a monster's big mouth in the building. For some reason, she was suddenly a little afraid. The footsteps unconsciously took a step back.

"Master?" Qing Ling stood by the door of the stone building, looking at Zhuo Yijia holding an umbrella in the courtyard, and called out again worriedly.

Zhuo Yijia shook his head, walked to the door of the stone building with an umbrella, and put away the umbrella: "Let's go." ”

Qing Ling nodded in response, followed Zhuo Yijia and walked in, and muttered behind her: "This stone building is so strange, there is no lock." ”

When you walk in, it's pitch black. The faint light of the doorway entered the building, allowing Zhuo Yijia to get a glimpse of the furnishings in the house. A table, a stool, and a bed standing against the wall.

"It's like someone has lived there. Qingling whispered behind her.

The furnishings in the house are very simple. Zhuo Yijia walked to the table and picked up the white-glazed porcelain cup on it, and a sense of familiarity came to her face. She frowned, thought about it, but didn't think of anything.

"Master, there's a staircase over there. Qingling behind her said softly.

Zhuo Yijia put down the cup in her hand and looked in the direction that Qingling was pointing. I saw that on the dim stone building wall, there was a staircase leading to the top.

Zhuo Yijia turned around and walked towards the stairs.

For some reason, with every step, Zhuo Yijia's heart was heavy. She was a little timid, and the speed on her feet was getting slower and slower.

After a few short stairs, I walked for a long time before going upstairs.

Upstairs there is a high window, and the light from the window shines in the building, a little brighter than below. Zhuo Yijia stood at the entrance of the stairs, her eyes looking around the room.

Looking at the table and the white glazed cup on it, his eyes were stunned.

The inexplicable familiarity came back to her.

Zhuo Yijia turned his head and his gaze fell on the desk next to the stairs.

There was a white-glazed bottle on it, she frowned slightly, and when she looked up, she saw a bunch of budding red plums inserted in it, wilting and hanging branches, obviously not changed for a long time.

White glaze, red plum.

Hongmei, she loves Hongmei the most, and ...... And also......

Zhuo Yijia didn't know what he thought, and suddenly gasped.

In the palace, she loves red plums the most, and in addition, she is the queen mother.

Yes, and white-glazed porcelain.

The queen mother loved white glazed porcelain during her lifetime, and the teacups, bowls, chopsticks and vases were all white glazed.

Red plums?

White glaze?

Queen mother?

Zhuo Yijia's body was a little unstable and retreated. Qingling behind her hurriedly stretched out her hand and caught Zhuo Yijia's somewhat swaying body.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qingling asked with concern as she hugged Zhuo Yijia's body with nervousness.

Zhuo Yijia shook his head, propped up the desk on the side, and slowly straightened up.

Her eyes swept over the room, her mouth opened, and her lips trembled: "Queen Mother?"

Walking forward, I looked at the wooden fish futon placed in the house, but there was no Shenxi. She walked over to the table, looked at the white-glazed teacup on it, and swept her gaze until she landed on a portrait hanging in the stone building.

Zhuo Yijia stood up straight with a 'rub'. Striding towards the wall, he looked up at the portrait hanging above.

The light in the room was so dim that she squinted and looked at it several times but couldn't see clearly. She turned her head and swept it, then turned her head to breathe, jumped up and took the painting down, and landed firmly on the ground.

With the portrait in hand, she walked over to the table with the high window shining directly on, and placed the painting on the table.

It is so old that the painting has long been covered with a layer of dust. It's hard to see what's drawn on it.

Zhuo Yijia leaned down, stretched out his sleeve and wiped the heavy dust off his head. The portrait above slowly unfolded.

Little by little, she wiped the dust on it and looked at the painting on it.

A drooping boy with two buns of grain stood on a stone under a willow tree. smiled obediently, revealing two small front teeth, and the red plum clothes she was wearing were very pink and cute.

The willow branch hung down in front of her forehead, and she hung one hand by her side, pinching a small handkerchief, so that one hand held a slender jade hand, and the jade hand carried a white jade bracelet, and the wrist was the edge of the portrait.

Zhuo Yijia looked at the painting carefully, and her eyes moistened.

The owner of the hand could not see it, but she knew that it was the hand of her mother. The daughter in the portrait is her as a child.

The person who painted the portrait was her father.

Why is this painting here?

Zhuo Yijia pursed her mouth tightly, suppressed the sour emotions in her heart, and carefully wiped the dust on it little by little. After a long time, after wiping it several times, Zhuo Yijia slowly wrapped the painting.

She turned her head and swept around the room.

This room, for some reason, weighed her a little out of breath.

Zhuo Yijia rolled up the painting, held it in his hand, and swept his eyes over the room, except for some things in the house, there was nothing more. She turned and walked down the stairs, "Let's go." ”

Qingling followed behind Zhuo Yijia, her eyes swept over the room, and she also walked out.

Outside the stone building, the snow was still falling. Liangyu stood outside the door, looking at Zhuo Yijia who came out. With an umbrella, he hurriedly stepped forward to cover her from the snow.

"General, the emperor said that if you come out, go back first. Liangyu walked beside Zhuo Yijia with an umbrella and said.