Shiruhua slept very deeply and soundly, perhaps because of her exhaustion, when she woke up, she felt refreshed, and her body was much lighter, no longer as heavy as being pressed against a stone.

"Girl, you finally woke up, and your Highness didn't bother you after seeing you sleep sweetly several times." The palace maid smiled and picked up the silk treasure and tied the tent.

Picturesque looked up through the window and looked outside, it was already late at night, and the occasional cold wind blowing outside blew through the ice trees, making a 'whine' sound, which was a little creepy to listen to in the silent night.

After putting on the red robe, Qiao Que put on a yellow cloak for her and brought her a glass of warm water:

"Girl, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Shiruxiang took a sip, this water is really refreshing and comfortable.

"You're finally awake." A smiling voice sounded at the door of the hall, the voice followed the person into the dormitory, the white hair looked particularly dazzling in the dark night, reflecting his evil and cold handsome face, the yellow robe fluttered with the footsteps, and the whole person seemed to come out of the painting.

With a wave of her hand, the palace maid who followed behind filled the table with all kinds of snacks and quietly retreated, and the palace maid and Qiao Que smiled at each other and bowed out of the dormitory, closing the palace door with their backhands.

She stepped forward and grabbed her little hand, which was a little cold because she had just woken up, and sat down:

"Come on, you didn't eat anything during the day, so eat some vegetarian food at night, which is good for your health."

Withdrawing his hand, Shiruhua's face was cold, and he turned his head, the light of the crystal jade reflected the picturesque delicate and soft face, dyed with a touch of red, and the graceful curves and beautiful arcs made the Buddha obsessed, raised his fingertips, and when he was about to touch the blush of his face, a loud shout suddenly sounded outside:

"Who dares to break into the 'Picturesque Palace' at night."

The door of the palace was opened, and the palace maid came in in a panic, bowed down and said:

"Returning to His Highness, General Wu Yi found that someone was visiting the 'Picturesque Palace' at night."

He got up, walked to the window and looked out of the window, only to see the figure outside the empty 'Picturesque Palace' flickering, and disappeared in an instant, frowning slightly, could it be that person during the day again? He really didn't change his mind, and he still cared for me even after being so badly injured.

Xuan snorted coldly, his eagle-like eyes turned cold, turned around and walked to Shiruhua's side, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said softly:

"Eat some dinner, and I'll send someone to protect you later." Put your hands on her shoulders and squeeze them lightly twice before walking away.

'Picturesque Palace', she actually named this palace 'Picturesque Palace', which shows that she has good intentions and deep affection, but she is helpless, her heart has been filled with the shadow of Heli, and she can no longer tolerate others.

The poetry sighed silently, the eyebrows were slightly furrowed, Qiao Que saw it, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down and asked softly:

"Girl, if these vegetarian foods don't suit your appetite, the slave maid will make a new one."

Shiruhua glanced at her, the corners of her lips barely pulled out a smile, shook her head, reached out and picked up the silver-white spoon, and gently scooped a mouthful of fragrant and smooth gruel, the aroma was fragrant, even if she was not hungry, she tasted a few bites shallowly, and ate a few more mouthfuls of other vegetarian foods before waving her hand to signal Youling to withdraw. The palace maid glanced at the vegetarian food that did not move a few bites, and glanced at Qiao Que, with some helplessness in her eyes, they really didn't understand how a mortal could not be hungry if he didn't eat for two days in a row.

Shiruhua gathered up his heavy cloak and walked outside, standing on a piece of white snow, creaking and creaking under his feet, and four night pearls the size of fists floated above the palace wall outside the palace, illuminating the surroundings and making them as bright as day.

The tip of the nose was cold, Shiruhua stretched out his fingers and touched it, it was a snowflake, stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, the pieces fell in the palm of his hand, slowly melted, and it was snowing, the original silver and white world, as if covered with a layer of catkins, fluttering and sprinkling, waving to his heart's content.

"Girl, there will be a snow on the fifteenth day of the Eastern Wilderness Calendar, and the snow will cover the world, and the Metropolitan Wilderness will be even more beautiful and amazing, but unfortunately, His Highness can't see such a beautiful scenery." Qiaoque stood behind Shiruhua and said with some regret.

Looking sideways at Qiao Que, her eyes were full of doubts, and seeing her asking with her eyes, Qiao Que said in a low voice:

"The old rules in the palace, whenever it snows for three days, His Royal Highness has to retreat for three days, and after three days, His Highness will go out of the customs after the snow stops, just now, His Royal Highness was originally going to retreat, but knowing that after you woke up, His Highness hurried to see you, girl, His Royal Highness is so good to you, the slave maid has been in the palace for many years, and I have never seen His Highness treat any woman well."

Shiruhua smiled bitterly, looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky, fell on the face and was cold, lovely twitched the tip of the nose, a snowflake slipped from the tip of the nose and fell on the corner of the mouth, Shiruhua stretched out his tongue and slid over, the snowflakes entered the mouth, cold and with a very light and faint sweetness, Shiruxiang was very surprised.

"Girl, this snow is sweet, although the sweetness is very light, but after refining and boiling, the snowflakes into water are very delicious, the warm water that the girl is drinking now is refined from the snow, originally these things are only enjoyed by His Royal Highness, after the girl came, His Royal Highness ordered all the warm water in the harem to be enjoyed by the girl alone." Qiao Que said as if offering a treasure, his eyes narrowed, and the stars flashed.

Surprise froze on his face, Shiruhua didn't expect the warm water he drank to come like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy and helplessness in his heart, what was he thinking, why was he so kind to her?

"Knowing that Your Highness is good, you should cherish it." The woman appeared at the door of the hall, staring coldly at the picturesque picture in the snow floating, the figure is so small, so fragile, she is surrounded by snowflakes, a yellow cloak is spread in the wind, black and bright hair is flying in the snow, fluttering, this scene, as if in the painting, makes people palpitate.

The girl gritted her teeth secretly, tightened her hand holding the hilt of the sword, raised her feet and walked in, standing straight in front of Shiru's picture, with coldness and disdain on her face.

"The slave has seen the general." Seeing that the maid entered the courtyard, Qiao Que hurriedly gave a salute, and secretly speculated in his heart, the palace maids privately discussed the general of the concubine's favor, it seems that it is true, the jealousy in the eyes can no longer be hidden, and he is still trying his best to control and cover it, presumably, he has hated the girl in his heart.

"It's none of your business here, step down." She waved her hand coldly, and Qiao Que glanced at the picturesque picture, and saw that she didn't say anything and bowed down and retreated from the 'picturesque palace'.

"Picturesque, I don't know where you have anything to make Your Highness fall in love, but I warn you, if you dare to make Your Highness sad, I will never spare you."

Shiruhua shook her head and smiled, staring at her with a more indifferent gaze, and a woman who fell into infatuation, I don't know whether to pity her infatuation or laugh at her deep affection, but no matter which she probably won't accept.

"General Woo, how much do you know about the situation?" Shiruhua tilted her head, asked indifferently, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, looking dark under the thick eyelashes, shining with a gray luster.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword was even harder, the joints were a little protruding, the jealousy and madness in the eyes of the girl could no longer be hidden, and she pulled out the long sword violently, and the sword pointed at the picturesque poetry, and the cold air emitted from the tip of the sword was close to the picturesque face.

"I don't know how to be emotional, but I am loyal to His Highness's heart, I can die for him, I can live for him, poetic and picturesque, have you done it?"

The head tilted back slightly, the picturesque index finger was pressed away from the tip of the sword, and the eyes staring at the girl were even more sharp:

"Sister-in-law, I don't want to be hostile to you, if you are so aggressive again, don't blame me for being unkind."

She also knew that she was a little impatient, and if she disobeyed His Highness's orders, she would push herself farther and farther away, and slowly withdrew her sword and inserted it into the scabbard, and the golden armor that rubbed against her made a 'clang' sound, and the jealousy and madness in her eyes made her gaze even more compelling, but she just stared at the picturesque and stopped talking.

"Sister-in-law, I didn't intend to stay here, I already have someone I love in my heart, and I don't want to get involved between you and Xuanyu." The sigh and helpless consciousness made the girl's eyes light up, and her originally suppressed heart suddenly jumped, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.

"What do you mean?" She asked in a low voice, and if she listened closely, she could feel the trills at the end of her voice.

The poetic willow eyebrows moved slightly, and a faint smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth:

"General Rouye, I heard the palace maid Qiaoque say that if it snows for three days, His Royal Highness will retreat for three days, I don't know if it's true?" Consciousness slowly guided her thoughts.

The poetic and picturesque is to leave the capital with the help of the girl's love for the girl, and only the girl can secretly help her leave.

A woman who is in love is absolutely not allowed to have another woman by that man, especially when she sits in love in front of her every day, which makes the general's wife unbearable.

"yes, what the hell do you want to do?" Her heart skipped another beat, her breathing was slightly short, and her eyes flickered.

"The general is a smart man, and he should know the meaning of picturesque." Consciousness faintly said, Shiruhua turned around and walked to the towering ice sculpture, his fingers caressed the cold pendant, the snow in the sky was bigger and thicker, and the snowflakes fell on the dark hair, and slowly melted, wetting the hair.

She swallowed and foamed, the hand holding the hilt of the sword was released, the palm of her hand was sweaty, and she gently rubbed it on the golden armor, and her eyes fell on Shiruhua, who had her back to her.

"Being discovered by His Highness is a capital offense!" She said in a deep voice, although her heart was about to move, but thinking of His Highness's ruthlessness, her heart sank violently, some dangers she could take, some risks she couldn't afford to take, she was not afraid of death, she was afraid of His Highness's ruthlessness to her when she was dying, she couldn't bear it.

"Go back and think slowly, I'll wait for you!" After his consciousness was finished, Shiruhua turned around and walked towards the dormitory, walking slowly and unhurriedly.

She gritted her teeth, held the hilt of the sword in her hand, her eyes turned rapidly, she looked up ahead, and the three words 'Picturesque Palace' entered her eyes, which made her heart tremble a few times, and finally, she gritted her teeth fiercely, and a dull voice sounded behind the picturesque:

"Okay, you wait for my arrangement!"

Shiruxiang smiled, her expressionless face for a long time was suddenly overflowing with a happy smile, her lips and the corners of her eyes were wantonly raised, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she flashed a gleam, and her footsteps did not stop, and she continued to walk into the dormitory.

"General Woo, I'm waiting for your good news." A faint and unwavering consciousness echoed in her somewhat confused mind.

She turned around and walked away with a hurried step holding the hilt of her sword!

The snowflakes fluttering in the sky are like catkins fluttering lightly in the wind, and as the wind blows more and more fiercely, the snow becomes denser and denser, and the snowflakes become bigger and bigger, as if weaving a white net, and nothing can be seen between heaven and earth.

A tall and burly figure flickered in the wind and snow, standing on the palace wall, like the eyes of a hungry tiger, staring at the figure reflected on the window lattice in the 'Picturesque Palace', the protruding eyebrows like a stone bank were tightly wrinkled, and the cold and hard lips were pursed very tightly.

"General Bian, that assassin has been wounded, and it looks like he won't be here again tonight." General Jue Mo, who was wearing a golden battle armor, floated lightly on the palace wall and said with a smile.

"Your Highness is in retreat, and as subordinates, we must guard the 'Picturesque Palace'." The wide cloak unfolded behind General Quan Xuan, and his tall and rugged figure had the explosive power of power, both mana and skill were the deepest and strongest among the several generals, which was why His Highness particularly valued him.

"What General Yan said is that in this case, I will deploy manpower and search for the assassin well, and he will not be able to run far if he is injured." After Ju Mo finished speaking, he turned around and jumped off the palace wall and disappeared into the wind and snow.

Suddenly, in the heavy snow, the air was a little floating, and two figures slowly appeared, one black robe and one white robe, both white hair fluttering in the wind and snow, purple eyes flashing with charming brilliance, cold and bright flames.

Yan Yan was a little surprised, and the tall and rugged figure standing on the palace wall moved.

"I don't know why the two Dharma Protectors (baiye) and heici (heici) came here?" Yan Yan's voice fluctuated a little, he was clear about the two Dharma protectors around His Highness, and they would not normally appear without something.

The purple in his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile:

"General Yan Yan, Your Highness has ordered our two brothers to protect the picturesque girl with you."

"Isn't there anyone around Your Highness?" Her eyebrows furrowed, and she disagreed with His Highness's decision.

"General Qingtian doesn't have to worry too much, the Muliang guards are waiting by His Highness's side at any time." The purple eyes that looked at the 'Picturesque Palace' flashed with a charming purple light.

"In this case, the 'Picturesque Palace' will be handed over to the two Dharma protectors and retire below." Saying no more, she flew up and disappeared in the snow.

"General Juan's mana has increased again." He sighed, and then looked at the 'Picturesque Palace', and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"I really didn't expect that after a thousand years, our two brothers would still be able to see her, I don't know if she is good!" Whisking his black silk robe, he jumped off the palace wall and stared quietly ahead, his eyes as distant as a faint blue smoke.

"Whether it's good or not, we'll know tomorrow." With his hands behind his back, the corners of his white silk robe fluttering in the wind, his purple eyes looked into the distance, unusually focused and concentrated, with a compelling momentum, but it did not make people feel sharp