Last night was cold and quiet, and the snow fell silently.

The first snow of this winter is not too late, the snow has not stopped since last night until dawn the next day, the night seems to be tossing and turning, closing eyes and opening eyes are the dying concubine, these days King Fu is busy in the study, rarely come at night, so it seems to be sleeping alone, she is really lonely she hugged her daughter by her side, and her daughter is also her comfort and warmth for a long night.

Because she wanted to see the snow scene as if she deliberately got up very early, in fact, she didn't sleep well all night, when she woke up, her face was tired, and she simply dressed up as if she pushed the door and walked towards the yard, and when she pushed the door open, she was drunk by the snow scene in front of her, and the eyes were suddenly like a night of spring breeze, and the pear blossoms of thousands of trees made her happy, and a few maids were cleaning in the yard, and the bluestone road covered with snow was unconsciously exposed, the thick snow was piled up on both sides of the road, and a few plane trees were hung with heavy snowflakes, as if the branches were blooming, There are deep and shallow footprints on the snow, a round of red sun rising from the east, the red sun and white snow echo each other, red makeup is wrapped, extraordinarily enchanting, the occasional wind blows up pieces of snowflakes, that little bit of white dances in the wind, as if standing under Langya quietly admiring the first snow of this winter, for Wanru snowflakes always have unforgettable memories with it, I remember that when the snowflakes danced, I and Zhongli Wenjun saw each other for the first time, and on the same day of the following year, it was still snowflakes and his daughter Qianxue came to this world early, However, I went to the border last year and failed to see the snowflakes fluttering, and this year I couldn't help but feel more emotional when I saw the snow all over the world and hated the sunny sky, and I had some feelings in it.

Chunhong saw that she had been standing for fear that she would freeze, so she hurriedly took out a cloak of wild duck feathers from the house and put it on her, "The princess should go back to the house, don't freeze." ”

In the face of Chunhong's intimacy, he smiled gratefully, and said very easily, I am not so delicate, it is the first snow this winter, I really want to see it twice, Chunhong, do you remember this time last year, you and I were at the border, there was no snow there, and the sand was flying all day long. Recalling last year's life at the border pass is like a very emotional, although the environment is bad, but some of her memories there are also unforgettable, she and King Fu are accompanied every day, often with each other from time to time, shy and not afraid of people guessing, and sleeping in clothes and falling into the arms of the king, although there have been some unpleasantness, but it is only a drop in the ocean, at that time King Fu was far away from the court, most of the energy was on the children's private affairs, as if this is the day when you and I are nong, raising the case and eyebrows, instead of being difficult to see each other in the same house as now, he always comes and goes in a hurryNow King Fu almost put aside his children's private feelings for his great cause, such a snub seems to be helpless, she knows that if she wants to be with Jun for a long time, she must sacrifice her ego and achieve his imperial career picturesque, so the loneliness and loneliness of a qiē are like all ninjas, bearing, laughing in front of people and hurting in front of people, and sorrowful to the deeper pillow.

As if admiring the snow scene for a while, he was about to go to Mo Yuxuan to greet Empress Dowager Xiao, but before she could leave, she saw Ping'er hurriedly come to the front, "Ping'er, are you particularly urgent when you come here so early?" As if seeing Ping'er a little flustered, it was obvious that something was wrong, and in an instant, a thought appeared in her mind that she didn't want to miss.

Ping'er gasped and said, someone from the palace just came to say that Concubine Chen Yan had arrived.

"Ping'er, what did you say?" It was as if she had heard it clearly, but she still didn't believe her ears, and her crossed hands suddenly parted, and tears suddenly slipped out of her eyes.

Ping'er repeated what she had just said again, and at the end she was relieved and said, The princess is not too sad, although you and Concubine Chen have a good time, but she did something to hurt the princess after all.

Ping'er didn't know how to comfort Wanruo, she already knew about going to the palace to see Concubine Chen yesterday, and knew that Wanruo had forgiven Concubine Chen, and now she heard that the evil name of the good sister Xiang Xiaoyu was heavy on love and righteousness, and the love was naturally unbearable.

Ping'er's relief seemed to be heard in her ears, but her heart was already suffocating, she didn't expect Concubine Chen to leave like this, life is impermanent, the world is unpredictable, this life and death are just a thought, Concubine Chen is only twenty-one years old, it is the age of elegance, but she made soil, "Ping'er, do you know when Concubine Chen went?" Can you walk peacefully? "It's like crying.

Ping'er Road; "I heard that Concubine Chen left about two hours ago, and she died in her sleep, which can be regarded as a good death, in fact, Concubine Chen is not a hated bad woman, and it is sad to use the sacrifice of good sisters to please the emperor." Ping'er did not have the slightest grief for Concubine Chen's death, but felt pity for her poor life, and was sad that she once betrayed her friendship in order to win the emperor's favor but failed to exchange for undefeated flowers.

Hearing Ping'er say that Concubine Chen died in a dream, I was a little relieved, just like Ping'er said, it can be regarded as a good death.

"I'm going to enter the palace to see Concubine Chen for the last time, Ping'er, you can go with me." It's like tears.

Ping'er nodded and said, all of them are attached to the princess.

As if changing into a plain dress, Ping'er and Chunhong accompanied him by car and went straight to the palace.

At this time, there was solemnity everywhere in the Anning Palace, and the cry of the palace maid and eunuch could be heard from afar, sad and miserable. As if she couldn't stand on her feet, Ping'er and Chunhong were on the side to help her walk inside step by step.

At this time, Empress Xiao, Concubine Ximen, Concubine De, Concubine Li, etc. are all in Anning Palace, and the expressions on their faces are also very solemn, although these concubines are usually jealous and hateful to each other for the favor of many emperors, and they have their own hearts, but now in the face of the past grievances of Concubine Chen, who has done the soil, the grievances of the past are written off, the same women, the same deep palace is not good, and the concubines who have a long heart, they can't help but feel sorry for this flower that once wanted to disappear forever.

As if after greeting each other with Queen Xiao and other concubines, she came directly to the front of Concubine Chen's funeral bed, at this time Concubine Chen had been placed on a set of wooden bed, she lay there upright, but she couldn't feel the hardness of the wooden bed, the door was open, and a gust of cold wind blew in recklessly, blowing the thin white sheets covering Concubine Chen's body as if Haiping was blown by the wind, rippling layer by layer, such a cold wind blew on the flesh and bones and painful, but now Concubine Chen couldn't feel it, she closed her eyes tightly, The skinny hands were flat on both sides of the body, she just lay straight on the bed, sleeping peacefully, she would not wake up in the east, west, south and north winds, maybe it was the most stable time for her to sleep in her life, she slept peacefully, but the living people were grief-stricken after she fell asleep. Concubine Chen's less than two-year-old son Murong Minghui was held by the little palace maid aside, and the little guy was quiet in the palace maid's arms, her face was still innocent, as if she didn't know what was happening now, as if she didn't know that she and her mother were separated from each other.

Seeing Concubine Chen's tears sleeping so peacefully, she couldn't hold back anymore, she attached herself to Concubine Chen's spirit and wept, "Yun Sleeve, Yun Sleeve, why did you leave like this, just leave me like this, didn't you say that you want to make up for the mistakes you have committed to me?" You left before you had time to compensate me, you are so ruthless, and the little prince is not yet two years old, how can you bear to leave him behind, didn't you say that you can go to the soup for your son, but why did you lose your words? Cloud sleeves, I beg you, please don't go, okay? Our sisterhood can't be so short, we said that it will be a lifetime, Yun Sleeve, wake up, look at me, I am Wanruo, I am your best sister, Yun Sleeve ...... "At this moment, I don't want to suppress myself anymore, crying to Concubine Chen, who can never wake up, completely releasing my sadness, and at the same time, I have experienced all kinds of things over the years, I have never cried so presumptuously since my father died, and I have vented my heart so thoroughly, And now that she has completely released herself through Concubine Chen's death, her crying body keeps shaking, and the tears still keep flowing, as if the embankment is bursting, and she can't block it with all her strength