The night is as dark as ink, and there are few stars in the vast sky.

The biting cold wind was blowing recklessly, dripping into ice, and there was a biting chill in every corner of the night when the air turned into frost, and the Optimus Sword had already predicted that a round of cold air would descend on the entire northwest region of Xi at dusk today.

It was as if Murong Yichuan had come up with a plan to freeze the city wall, so they had already transported tens of thousands of copper water to the city wall, and the weather was too cold on a cloudy day, and they were afraid that the water would freeze, so Tang Erhu ordered someone to cover the bucket with a thick tiger skin, so that the water could maintain a temperature, and the tiger skin separated the cold outside, so the water would not freeze lightly.

Tang Erhu and Shangguan Tianjue personally commanded tonight's operation, they were divided into two routes, one was responsible for the east and west city gates, and the other was responsible for the north and south city gates. Because the clouds cover the moon tonight, some soldiers have torches in their hands, not daring to be too bright, for fear of alarming the enemy, just a faint light, not far from the bell and drum on the upper floor rang, it has been set to change the day, Shangguan Tianjue and Tang Erhu ordered, the soldiers who had already prepared opened the tiger skin covered with the bucket together, and then picked up the bucket and splashed it directly towards the city wall, they splashed the first round, not immediately, but about the water that had just been splashed on the city wall frozen, and then splashed the second round, In the third round, so many in a row, because the temperature was so low that the water that had been poured down quickly froze, so that the layers of ice fell thickly together, and the whole city wall became an instant upheaval, and the more late it was night, and the temperature was getting lower and lower, the solidity of the ice would only increase, not decrease.

Murong Yichuan wore thick clothes, wore thick deerskin gloves and was protected by the west wind to inspect back and forth near the city wall, he personally supervised the actions of the soldiers, not uneasy, but wanted to use his own presence to give the soldiers encouragement, he knew that this task was not trivial, Murong Yichuan saw through the vast night that the lights of the camp tent not far from the city were gradually extinguished, but a black oppression, there was no way to see clearly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and then the steel teeth clenched, I can't wait to eat the other party alive.

The cold wind was whining outside the window, making people feel the biting chill when they listened to it, but the room was as warm as spring.

As if sitting by the fire, she and Chunhong strung a string of pearl bracelets under the lamp, although the night was already very deep, but Yi Chuan had not come back from the city, if he didn't come back, she wouldn't be sleepy, if he wasn't by his side, how could she sleep peacefully, so many things had happened, as if she had already formed a dependence on Murong Yichuan, and time went by, but this dependence could not be stopped.

The door was gently pushed open, and a cold wind blew in in an instant, and a slender and tall figure followed the wind into the warm room.

Seeing that the ceremony was over, it was as if he was busy ordering Chunhong; "Go and get a bowl of ginger tea for the prince."

Chunhong said yes, and then went down to prepare.

Murong Yichuan sat down next to him, as if he felt a piercing chill on his body, and the temperature was too low tonight, the wind was like a small knife, blowing on people's faces, there was a kind of heart-piercing pain, through the light, it was like seeing Murong Yichuan's frozen purple face, as if he was distressed, he reached out and touched it, but there was no temperature, and there was a hard feeling; "It's so cold, I won't let you go out, look at how you freeze." It was like a distressed complaint.

King Fu said as he put his hand close to the warm stove; "With your distress, I don't feel cold."

"It's all here, you're still like this, you're still poor." It was like a coquettish voice, but her heart was sweet when she heard his words.

Fu Wang Dao; "I'm telling the truth, why don't you go to sleep so late, how can you stand it when you always stay up late." King Fu turned his face and looked at Wanruo with concern, as if he was still stringing the pearl bracelet.

It's like stringing the last bead on a thread, the Tao; "How can I sleep if you don't come back! What if I have a nightmare? If you really cared, I wasn't allowed to stay out that late. "It's obvious that she's coquettish with King Fu.,But this kind of coquettish is very useful to King Fu.,He likes it.,The reason why he doesn't want her to go back to the past is because he wants her to become like this.,Since then, she can no longer get out of her palm.,She's not so independent and arrogant like the past.。

Murong Yichuan looked at the bracelet that seemed to be just in spring and felt familiar; "Isn't this the string you have in your hand, okay?"

It's like a way; "It's that string, he broke it when he was playing with the little boy in the state during the day, and all the beads fell off, I found all those beads, and then I re-put it up with Chunhong." As if he spoke, he put the bracelet on his left wrist.

Murong Yichuan found that when she talked about the little boy of the Zhou family, a kind of brilliance flashed on her face, this brilliance was warm and loving, it was a brilliance exclusive to a mother.

"Isn't it just a string of bracelets, it's just changing when it's broken, why do you spend so much effort on stringing it up, what if you're tired." Murong Yichuan reproached distressedly.

It's like shaking your head in protest; "That's too wasteful, besides, this bracelet was given to me by Zi Yan, this is a series of East China Sea pearls, a total of two strings, one for herself, and then she gave this string to me, Zi Yan is fine, if my first bad it would be bad, although Zi Yan will not care about these, but I care, as long as it is something given to me by my closest person, I will definitely cherish it." As soon as he said Zi Yan, he unconsciously thought of Concubine Chen, whether it was Zi Yan or Concubine Chen, they were their best sisters and friends, but they were given to Shanghai by their best friends, and their expressions dimmed suddenly.

King Fu saw that he cared so much about his relationship with Zi Yan, and he was also very moved, because for a man with a younger sister, a woman who can be good to his sister is the most worthy of true love, and the affection between Murong Yichuan and Zi Yan for so long is in his eyes and moved in his heart. King Fu saw that there was a sad expression, and then he was puzzled. "Zi Yan is really blessed to have your sister-in-law, Zi Yan has not had any sisters since she was a child, it was you who gave her a kind of sisterly warmth, like; You are truly my good wife. King Fu looked at Wanruo gratefully, he thought that Wanruo was not only good to Ziyan, but also filial to Empress Dowager Xiao, and was able to give advice to himself in many places, and King Fu's feelings for Wanruo added another kind of gratitude, and even a dependence on it.