When I returned to the palace from the Canghua Palace, I had been lying on my bed with my eyes open, looking at the bright and colorful patterns on the top of the tent, and suddenly I woke up from a dream.

The dormitory was empty, there was not a trace of strangers who had come, and everything was inexplicably silent.

I began to wonder if I was dreaming or waking up at the moment.

What happened to me yesterday, fighting evil, saving a seriously injured beautiful man, and running to the Tai Hospital to say some yin and yang weird things to Lan Shao...... Could it be just a dream episode?

I was so worried that those episodes were too real, and I still remember the temperature of the man holding my hand. My mind was getting more and more confused, and I even mixed dreams with reality.

The wind was blowing outside the window, and before dinner, the sky was already lower, and the light inside the house was dim, so I called Zhizhi in.

Seeing that she lit the glass lamps in all corners of the house, and the bright lights illuminated every corner of the hall, I asked her, "Have you eaten Xingnu dinner?" ”

She replied: "I have already eaten, but this time I am crying out that I am hungry again, and Sijiu is going to let Datou cook some more vegetables." ”

I've long been surprised: "Later, you can let Datou cook some crispy pigeon legs, Xingnu likes to eat pigeon legs made of Datou recently." ”

Zhizhi: "Yes. ”

I looked at her quietly and did not speak.

After a while, Zhizhi was surprised by me, and asked hesitantly, "Princess, do you have anything else to order?" ”

I came back to my senses, and I didn't know what to say for a while, so I said, "Have I drunk today's medicine?" ”

Zhizhi smiled softly and said, "Princess, you are sleepy again, you ate after breakfast." At that time, Sijiu and I were in a hurry to find Xingnu, so we asked Jinglan to serve you with Qingmiao, this can't be wrong. ”

My heart jumped: "What are you going to do with the Star Slave?" ”

Zhizhi looked at me even more strangely: "Princess...... It was the star slave who didn't come back for a long time, and then we found out that he was causing trouble. ”

I was stunned, why is Zhizhi's words so similar to my dream?

Just when I was puzzled, Zhizhi hesitated and said, "Princess, today is so busy that I forgot that there is still something I haven't told you. ”

I hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

She didn't know where to take out a sandalwood box, and said, "At the Thousand Lantern Festival yesterday, General Yuwen gave two congratulatory gifts to the princess, one is the contents of this box, and the other is said to be too big, and we can't hold it if we are not there." ”

I took the sandalwood box, and suddenly I was a little overwhelmed, and the dream-like episodes flashed one by one, and I couldn't tell which ones were true and which ones were false.

Zhizhi said, "Princess, open it and take a look." ”

I looked at the wooden box in front of me, it looked small and exquisite, and the surface of the box was painted with cute little people, and I was very happy to see it.

When I opened it, there was a rustic smell of sandalwood in the box, with bursts of old dampness, and a hazy mist spread in front of my eyes.

A sheep's fat white jade wrench is lying quietly in the box, two fingers wide, the warm and transparent jade body is engraved with Pixiu symbols, and the appearance of Pixiu's eyes is lifelike.

I picked up the wrench and examined it closely, and the light imprinted my eyes in disbelief on the clear wrench, and the wrench turned as before.

This sheep fat jade wrench, with the word "Yuwen" engraved on the inside, can even close my eyes, I can find its location.

There was nothing else in the box, and I was a little baffled.

When Zhizhi saw it, she also understood, sighed and said, "Princess, you can take it first." Although I don't know what the general Yuwen sold, if you feel inconvenienced, you can return it to the Yuwen Mansion in a few days. ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "That's the only way." After a while, I asked again: "What is the other gift that the third son of Yuwen is giving?" ”

Zhizhi was stopped and said, "I don't know very well, I heard Su Xiang next to the crown princess say that that gift is very special, and ordinary people can't move it, so it's placed on the Xiwu Gate." When it was displayed that day, the princess was not there, so naturally she missed it. ”

When she said this, I was interested, and I yelled to sneak out of the palace to take a look and see what was unique.

Helplessly, after a while, it snowed heavily, Zhizhi said that he would not let Sijiu borrow the jade plate of Jinghong out of the palace, I had to drink the sullen wine, and watched the goose feather snow falling in the night outside the window melancholy.

In recent years, the princes in the vassal states have entered the court to pay tribute and admonish, and the palace is singing and singing every night, which is lively, and the father and emperor are also very busy.

Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the parallel system of the county and the state, the princes of Muzong were in civil strife in his later years, and some people colluded with the court henchmen to deliberately murder the East Palace. For a time, the brothers killed each other, and the sword was tense, and the king of Jiaodong was in a hurry to take risks, forced the palace to take the throne, and launched the "Bailu Palace Change".

At the time of crisis, the Duke of Zhenguo and the relatives of the Xiao family supported the crown prince Qingjun, and the clan relatives led by Gao Qi, the king of Yan, raised troops to help suppress the rebellion of the county, and finally put down the civil strife.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are stained with blood, and once the Son of Heaven steps on the throne, there are always little-known secrets.

After his father ascended the throne, in order to protect the Jiangshan Sheji, he ordered the reduction of the feudal domain, and the actual order was pushed. Today, the Great Zhou is divided into five countries and twelve states, and the princes who enjoy the fiefdoms of the five countries take care of their own state affairs, but they no longer have the right to recruit soldiers and horses, and have the strength of an independent army.

Every year, the county must send a prince to Chang'an to study and take it as a hostage, and at the end of the year, the princes must go to Beijing to discuss tribute.

Thinking about this, a nightmarish figure popped into my head.

The thought of his face made me feel like I had fallen into the abyss, entangled in stingy vines, unable to break free.

I clenched the glass in my hand and shivered, and a heat rose in my head. I usually drink a decent amount of alcohol, but at this time, I drank a few glasses of home-brewed rice wine and became drunk, which was really embarrassing.

I played with the wrench in my hand, and its shadows overlapped in the bright light, creating three layers in front of my eyes for no reason.

I shook my head vigorously, the wine went straight to my head, I looked at the rice wine I drank strangely, my hand will be staggered on the celadon pot handle, my wrist is soft, only to hear the "pop" sound, the porcelain pot fell to the ground and bloomed.

I clapped my hands and giggled "hehe", but I heard one or two low laughs from the man in my ears, very close, very real.

I turned around suspiciously, but there was no one, and I laughed at myself for having auditory hallucinations, which was so silly, and laughed "hehe" again.

The laughter stopped, and then I turned around, and I was stupefied.

In front of me stood the wounded man in my dream.

He stood with his hands in a light jacket of Xuanmo, the dark lines of the flowing clouds on his robe loomed under the light, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, like the dark eyes of the night, looked at me with a faint smile.

The snow was falling quietly outside the house, and Zhizhi didn't come in when she heard the noise.

I rubbed my eyes, and to no avail I noticed that his tall figure was split in four before my eyes, and there was no trace of weakness on his handsome face.

Only the characters in the illusion can be dying one moment, and the next moment they are alive and well in front of you. Right now, it's one, and I think I'm hallucinating in a drunken state.

I suddenly got emboldened to ask him, "What are you doing here again?" ”

He raised his eyebrows, his straight eyebrows flying into his raven-colored sideburns, and said, "What do you think?" ”

I sniffed and said, "Although I am easy-going on weekdays, I am also an eldest princess, you have repeatedly treated me with disrespect, and you have regarded my Lingxi Palace as a place to come and go, aren't you afraid of the brains on your head?" ”

He replied, "Your name is Xiyue?" ”

I said, "Zhaoyuan is the princess name given to me, and Xiyue is my maiden name...... How, what do you ask these for? ”

He pondered for a while and said, "It turns out that your real name is Xiyue, and I didn't know the Tao before. ”

I drunkenly said, "What do you want you to do?" Did you call this princess whatever she wanted? ”

Looking at him, I waved my hand, "That's it, you're just an inexplicable person in my dream, what am I doing with you?" You hurry up, don't let me dream of you again next time. ”

He suddenly laughed, and his eyebrows were very gentle: "Dreaming? So you want to dream of me. ”

I just wanted to scold him, anyway, it's okay to be drunk and dreaming, and to be unscrupulous. Unexpectedly, before the words could be spoken, he suddenly approached me.

It's the truest dream I've had in eighteen years. The handsome man stared at me with a smile on his face, and a star in his eyes. I forgot what to say and looked at him in silence.

The snow was still falling, and the hustle and bustle of the palace suddenly fell silent, and the time became long, as if a century had passed.

"When I'm drunk, I'll cook you some sobering soup, and I actually drank a whole pot of aged pear blossom stuffing, which is really not reassuring."

The last thing I heard was a soft sigh, not loud, but it struck my heart. The Lingtai, which was not very sober, became even more chaotic for a while, turning into a blank.

The smell of déjà vu lingered in the room, and the gold and silver charcoals in the brazier rattled.

I lay on the carved couch, and after some time, I was helped up, and some warm soup was fed into my mouth, and my mouth was slightly sweet, and I couldn't help but take a few more sips. Unexpectedly, greed choked on the soup when I boarded, and I coughed so much that I couldn't breathe for a while, and my face was red and tears were forced out.

A hand ran over my back and patted it gently, smoothing my breath. Through the jacket, I felt a burst of ironing on my back.

My eyes were hazy, I looked somewhere unfocused, and said, "I want to sleep for a while......"

A gust of wind blew, and there was an extra brocade quilt on my body, and I shrank comfortably into the inside of the couch, yawned and muttered to myself: "It's the first time I've had a spring dream when I'm so old......."

The snow fell silently at night.