In the blink of an eye, autumn has passed, and winter is slowly approaching.

The funeral lasted for 7749 days, and Emperor Hui was carried to the imperial tomb for burial, and the entire court was shrouded in a treacherous shadow. Although this treacherous shadow has not spread to the harem, Yun Yao also feels that dull atmosphere in the harem.

The little emperor ascended the throne, and the empress dowager was in power, so she, the empress dowager, could be kicked away.

Liu Gong has been taken to the palace of Lu to raise herself, and from now on, this child will have nothing to do with her. Even if nominally, he was born in October when "she" was pregnant, but anyone in the palace knew that the so-called October of pregnancy was nothing more than an agreement between Empress Lu and Empress Zhang two years ago. The child's biological mother is someone else.

Yun Yao actually wanted to find out the biological mother. Although she has been given to death.

But now she is in the palace...... Well, if when Emperor Hui was there, she was barely better, then now, she is completely left out in the palace and no one cares.

What can the Hou family be, when the value is squeezed clean, no one will ask anymore.

Therefore, no matter what she wants to do, she is now tied and unable to move.

Yun Yao accepted the reality with a wry smile and lived peacefully in the palace. In winter, there is a lot of snowfall, and you can occasionally see a rare snow scene in the Han Palace. Occasionally, she would receive some inexplicable will, but more often than not, it was just for her own amusement.

In this situation, the only thing she can do is divination and divination.

For Yun Yao, divination has become her instinct/ability, and it is as common as eating and drinking.

And with that piece of tortoise shell, her hexagram is more accurate, and it also makes her feel more "surprised". In the usual hexagrams, she can get some "unexpected" answers. These unexpected answers have never been seen before.

For example, once, she used tortoise shells to divinate when she would see Gao Su.

In the cracked patterns of tortoiseshells, and in the rising fireworks, she saw a neat line of guards. The faces of those guards were very clear, and even the armor and nameplates on their bodies could be clearly seen. These guards are obviously the Tiger Battalion.

She saw Gao Su standing in the tiger camp, hanging his head slightly, looking a little tired.

And herself, sitting on a high platform, overlooking the guards.

In other words, Gao Su will appear in the Tiger Ben camp in the future; And the first time she saw Gao Su was when she went to the Tiger Camp.

These pictorial scenes are much clearer than the hexagrams that were divined by copper coins in the past.

Moreover, the cracked patterns on the tortoise shell, combined with the swirling smoke, also faintly appeared the word "half-auspicious".

Obviously, one day in the future, she will meet Gao Su smoothly, and it should be considered smooth.

Time passed day by day, and Yun Yao also lived in the North Palace day by day.

Except for the image in the tortoise shell, which is clearer day by day, nothing has changed.

The long winter days passed quickly, and spring followed. Spring ploughing is farming, and as the queen mother, she is going to follow the queen mother to sacrifice. As for why it was the Queen Mother and the Empress Dowager who were sacrificed, rather than the young emperor, the discerning people had already seen it.

Empress Lu's ambitions don't stop there. She not only has to replace the emperor in handling court affairs, but also has to replace the sacrificial affairs.

Obviously, in the eyes of Empress Lu, she is a well-deserved emperor.

Yun Yao accompanied Empress Lu and silently completed the entire sacrifice.

She didn't speak from beginning to end, quietly playing a marionette.

After all, in the current Han court, a quiet marionette is the safest.

After the sacrifice, they were escorted back to the palace by the tiger guards.

Yun Yao noticed that there was still a vacant position in the Tiger Benwei, and it was a little dazzling when it was empty. It's as if the person disappeared last time and hasn't reappeared. After thinking about it, she called the maid beside her and told her to inquire in the Tiger Ben Guard.

If the one who disappeared was really the boy who saved her in the past, she actually couldn't help it.

The maid took the order and soon brought back the news. According to the rest of the guards, the boy was the bravest of the Tiger Guards. But since the last time he was pierced through the chest by a sword, he hasn't woken up, and now he is still alive, and he doesn't know when it will end.

Tiger Ben Zhonglang will be kind-hearted, so he left this position and has not let people fill the vacancy.

Yun Yao couldn't help but feel a little apologetic when she heard this.

In any case, the young man had saved her (or Empress Zhang) life, and now that his life and death were uncertain, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to shirk this responsibility. Although the medicinal herbs sent over a few days ago were effective, the young man's injuries could not be recovered in a day, so he could only wait like this.

She pinched the cold tortoise shell, thought about it again, and finally threw it into the brazier at her feet and made a divination for him.

As soon as the hexagram came out, her breathing suddenly stagnated, and her heart felt like someone had grabbed it, and it hurt sullenly.

In the smoke, she saw a pale young man, lying upright on the couch.

The young man's hands hung limply, and there were still some blood stains on his chest, and his cheeks were deeply sunken. She would never mistake his appearance, it was Gao Su, Gao Su when she was young. Although her face was still a little immature, she would never mistake him!

Smack, click.

The fine charcoal burst into a slight spark in the brazier, and the cold tortoise shell lay quietly in the firelight, and the mottled lines showed one word in the firelight: fierce.

Half-fierce is not fierce, and his life hangs by a thread.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and her face turned a little pale.

How could it be, how could it be him!