The sun was lazily hidden behind the white veil, the sky was not yet transparent, the oncoming wind carried the desolation behind the dead trees, and the scattered leaves swayed and prostrated to the earth, pious and serene.

The remaining flowers in the garden of Bixi Garden have fallen, and only the green pine and cypress trees by the pavilion stand proudly, not afraid of wind and snow, and there is a sense of depression.

The window lattice paper is pasted with freshly cut window flowers, and the flowers are hung under the eaves, which barely shows a little festive.

Liangjing saw the window open in the house outside, and hurriedly walked in, only to see Luo Rao sitting on the couch in front of the window with the quilt in her arms, looking out of the window, her face was pale, and she didn't know what she was thinking, "Princess, why don't you call the slave when you wake up." ”

Luo Rao didn't answer, nor did she turn to look at her sideways, as if she hadn't heard.

"Princess, the cold dew is heavy in winter, and the humidity is difficult to disperse, watch out for your body."

Liangjing brought the stove and added firewood to the brazier, and was about to retreat, but heard her say, "Liangjing, I'm going to get married." ”

Luo Rao hugged the stove, her apricot eyes were shining, and the smile on her lips could not be hidden, "I'm going to marry Baili." ”

No matter why Baili is willing now, she just needs the two of them to be together.

Liangjing was infected by her joy and replied with a smile, "Yes, congratulations to the princess." ”

It turned out that she was so happy that she wanted to find someone to share, and the whole house had already known it, and today the princess told her in person, and the meaning was different.

"Thank you."

Luo Rao smiled at her gently, the sun happened to shine on her through the window, her black hair and red lips, surrounded by a faint golden light, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

After that, he turned his head and looked at the lights in the courtyard without speaking.

Liangjing closed the door and withdrew, not knowing if she was wrong, and the princess turned around with a lonely smile on her face.

Isn't the princess very happy to marry the national teacher?

After thinking about it for a long time, I still don't understand.

Alas, the identity of the princess is like a golden branch and jade leaf, and what she thinks is what she can guess.

Luo Rao put on the stove, hugged her knees with her hands, rested her chin on her knees, and the cold wind blew in and gradually became cold.

Luo Ji is far away in the snowy region, not to mention for the time being, Luo Mukong has a position, but he can not look at it.

Luo Feng has already made a move, Luo Qiyi and Luo Qihe are not good at stubble, and it is probably not a secret that her father intends to pass on the throne to her, and I am afraid that this princess's mansion will inevitably be bloody in the future.

She didn't want anything, she just wanted to fly with Baili Shuangzhu, but she was afraid that she would have nothing, and Baili would go with her.

Luo Rao thought uncomfortably, frowned and closed her eyes, but slowly fell asleep, and felt someone caressing her eyebrows in a daze, "How do you sleep here." ”

It was past noon when she woke up again, Luo Rao looked at the pear blossom carving on the top of her head for a long time, and felt hungry before she got out of bed and put on embroidered shoes, called Liangjing to come in and arrange lunch, and she was served and washed by picking lotus and apricots.

After eating, Luo Rao sat on the chair of Miss Mahogany and drank tea, and saw Cai Lian holding a set of palace clothes, and said curiously, "What day do you want to change palace clothes today?" Going to the palace again? ”

"Back to the princess, today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and the house welcomes the god of the stove."

Cai Lian put down the palace clothes, checked the hairpins, gold hairpins, bracelets and other accessories, and after confirming that they were correct, she retired with Cai Xing.

Welcoming the god of the stove?

Oh yes, on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, she also sent the god of the stove, and time flies so fast.

Luo Rao put down the teacup, looked at the gorgeous palace clothes and was stunned, it has been more than two months since she woke up, the people in the house are very kind, her father loves her very much, and Baili is also very indulgent to her, it stands to reason that she should be very happy, but this heart is always unsteady.

I think too much about it, and the way I look at others has changed, and I always feel that the current calm is as thin as a piece of paper, and it may be pierced by the sword of conspiracy at any time.

She often hallucinates women shouting at her, "It's not yours!" ”

She didn't want to tell anyone about it, lest there be rumors that the princess was crazy.

Is she really Luo Rao?

If she is not Luo Rao, who can she be?