As if in the face of King Fu's undisguised praise, her face still hurts, she is not as good as he said, because she is almost unclean, and if she is really that good, then why the friendship with Concubine Chen will not stand the test of practical interests, so far she can't forget the tears of repentance that Concubine Chen knelt in front of her bed, as if she felt that the tears were so hypocritical, so cruel, thinking of which scene Wanruo's heart seemed to be inserted with many sharp steel knives, little by little to pierce her heartThe broken heart made her feel bitter, and this bitterness was painful, so it was even more uncomfortable.

At this time, Chunhong asked to see her outside the door, as if she was busy saying come in, Chunhong carried a bowl of steaming ginger tea and put it in front of King Fu; "Lord Wang; You might as well drink it while it's hot. King Fu looked at the steaming ginger tea and nodded slightly; The king knows, and there is nothing for you to do here, so go down and rest. ”

Chunhong walked to the door, suddenly stopped, and she turned back to Wanrudao; "Princess; It's snowing outside, and I've heard it's very rare to see snow here. Chunhong remembered that she used to love snow the most, so she wanted to tell her the news of the snow as soon as possible. When King Fu heard that it was snowing outside, he was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that this snow came at the right time, this snow is beneficial and harmless to this side, but harmful and powerless to the enemy.

As if hearing this, he got up from his chair excitedly; "Really? Does it snow heavily? It seems that although she has lost her memory, she still loves Xuehua so deeply, she likes the purity of snow and the loneliness of snow.

"It's just been raining, but the snow flakes are quite large," Chunhong said.

It's like taking a step and wanting to go out, "Where are you going?" Murong Yichuan grabbed it. I want to go out and feel the first snow of the winter, and I'll be back soon. She smiled, with a hint of joy on her face, like a little girl who had heard that her toys had been bought and wanted to pick them up.

Chunhong heard this and said hurriedly; "It's too cold outside, Princess, you can't go out." After saying that, Chunhong stepped out and closed the door with her hand.

"You're dead, aren't you?" King Fu pulled Wanruo into his arms, and asked in a cold tone, his expression immediately became displeased.

It was like a disapproving smile; Road; "You won't say a nice thing, don't I just go out to see the snow, why did I die, really, if that's the case-" As if you wanted to say that you didn't know how many times you died, but you still didn't dare to say it.

Murong Yichuan glared at Wanruo fiercely, recalling that one of the reasons why she was born prematurely last year was that she blew the cold wind outside in the middle of the night on a cloudy day, and she showered in the garden in late autumn last year, thinking about it, he was angry, why does this woman just don't know what to do, she likes to leave herself, is she using this way to make herself hurt her and pity her? Still is?

"Don't forget that you're pregnant now, and besides, it's so cold tonight that you go out and freeze to death? Can you stop being willful? King Fu's tone was cold and hard, and with a kind of resentment, a trace of distress, a trace of complaint, and a trace of ......

As if looking at King Fu's angry eyes, she had no choice but to compromise; "Okay, okay, I'm not going to die, just see that you lose your temper at every turn, you're not afraid of scaring the children outside." As if her tone softened, she subconsciously put her hand on her stomach.

Murong Yichuan saw that it seemed to soften first, and her hardness slowly softened.

Murong Yichuan drank the remaining ginger tea, then put the bowl aside, and heard the sound of bells and drums coming from the opposite tower, it was already the second watch.

"It's not too early, let's go to sleep quickly." Murong Yichuan's fingers were wrapped in his soft hair.

It's like shaking your head; "I really don't want to sleep, I really miss the capital, I miss my daughter, I think there have been several snows in the capital at this time, and the plum blossoms in the garden outside should also bloom." There was a little sadness in her tone, when she thought of the capital, she didn't think of what was right and wrong, she didn't know how she would face the emperor in the future, how to face Concubine Chen? Is this the end of this friendship?

King Fu didn't want to go home, but he could only pretend to be strong to comfort this weak woman in his arms; "Since you are here, you have to stay in peace, if you are bored, let Mrs. Zhou accompany you, I promise that we can definitely go back before the end of the year, absolutely can." Murong Yichuan tightened the building, and under the light, he saw the sadness that could not be concealed.

"Ikawa; Do you say that there are no eternal emotions in the world? It was like a faint question.

"Why do you suddenly ask that?" Murong Yichuan looked at Wanruo in some surprise, but he faintly saw something from Wanruo's words and sadness, it should be between him and Concubine Chen, Murong Yichuan thought of Concubine Chen, a woman who couldn't wait to break her into pieces.

It's like a way; "You answer me."

King Fu shook his head; "Like; You should be a person who understands, we shouldn't just generalize because we meet someone unladylike, that's not right, there is no need to bother with a person who is not worth befriending, because it is not worth it. ”

It's as if she doesn't understand this truth, but she can't get over this hurdle.

"I understand, but I'm—"

"Don't say anything, don't think about it. If you are not sleepy, I will be sleepy, Murong Yichuan covered Wanruo's mouth with his hand, and asked her to swallow back the words she wanted to come out.

Author's digression: Recently, I have been listening to the song "Love Robbery" frantically, and love is a catastrophe