The sky was gloomy, and a few cold winds blew from time to time. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info did not take half a day's effort, and a few snow drops floated. Spread in the air, dense and soon spread throughout the night sky. Blocking the bleakness of the wind, desolate. Sitting in the room, it was really a blissful feeling.

At least at this moment, the jade pond should be snowing heavily. In comparison, Kyoto is a little warmer. Guarding a candle flame, Qi Su unconsciously touched the letterhead written by Lin Yifan between his sleeves. Now it's been half a month, and I'm really thinking about it.

It's just that he is in the deep palace, and he has to keep an eye on the movements of the Duanmu family at any time. Even if Duanmu Rong was willing to help, Qi Su was a little wary. It's also a little bit of a day, and I haven't seen Xianyun. I heard that Xianyun was always bullied at home, and Qi Su's heart was not comfortable.

It's a great opportunity at this time. Where is it easy for Xianyun to deceive Duanmu Kang and Duanmu Ruiping. Here, you only need to woo Duanmu Kun. In the western ocean on the wall, it was already past the dawn when I heard footsteps outside the door.

The huge inner garden of the palace is also not allowed for the prince to stay overnight. It's also past curfew, taking advantage of the snowfall. Duanmu Kun came to the inner garden and met Qi Su. One is to beware of others in the palace, and the other is to be careful, so as not to damage the reputation of the ruler.

"The prince is honest, too careful," when the word "Qingyu" was spoken, Qi Su suddenly felt bitter and disappointed. These two words are too far away for her. She was originally a maid, just for revenge. has served two men one after another, and it has long been a broken flower.

It is precisely for this reason that the ruler Su Fang abandoned the red dust and cut his hair for a nun. She is already incompatible with the world, how can she grow old with Lin Yifan. A woman's reputation, she has long since lost. But he still has to make up a reason to make Lin Yifan die.

In fact, no matter what, Qi Su didn't want Lin Yifan to worry about himself. Now when Duanmu Kun talks about "Qingyu", Qi Su's heart is trembling. The snow blew over the frost, and I still remember the snow at that time, and the north wind blew in one season. The past is unbearable, but it is also recalled.

A cup of warm tea slowly shortened the distance between the two of them a lot. Qi Su can see that Duanmu Kun is a cautious person. I don't want Duanmu Kang to be so arrogant, I think it should be someone who has ideas. What's more, it's the eldest son again, which is really good.

During the day, Duanmu Ruiping said the words of "recovering military power", which really made Duanmu Kun stunned. Is it just because he bullied Xianyun that he would have known this? Now that I think about it, it's just because I have a heavy army.

But fortunately, Duanmu Kun is still the king. This cannot be erased, and there is no restriction on personal freedom. It can be seen that Duanmu Ruiping still cherishes him. Therefore, the resumption of military power is only temporary. It's just that the soldiers and horses he laid out can't keep an eye on Xiao Yihan.

In fact, this is excellent for rulers. In this way, it is good to give Xianyun a chance to rescue Xiao Yihan, so that everything will be simpler. What she wants to do is to defeat Duanmu Kun. He was completely expelled from Kyoto.

"Duanmu Ruiping won't live for ten days," Qi Su reminded softly, "So the prince only needs to endure these few days, and when the time comes, he will naturally easily get the throne, so why care about these few days?" After ten days, I will help the prince ascend the throne smoothly......"

Listening to her such a refreshing tone, Duanmu Kun unconsciously glanced at Qi Su a few more times. Qi Su's eyes seemed to have revealed something. Otherwise, how could he be so sure, Duanmu Kun for a while, said thoughtfully: "It turns out that everything is your hands and feet!" ”

I couldn't listen to what I said, so I smiled and said in a low voice: "Don't listen so badly when the prince speaks, although I have done tricks." But didn't he also follow the prince's heart? It's actually the same between you and me—"

The cold wind is miserable, and the snow is rendered in a blur. The damp smell fills the sky, sad and sad. The curtain came to an end, and the stories of the past were dusty. Who will remember that the snowflakes fell that year. Half of the life is gloomy, and he still thinks of the past in his persistence.

On the table, a piece of snow-white rice paper is thinly tiled. The pear blossom wood pen hangs in the air, but it never falls a word. So a drop of ink slowly slipped down the tip of the pen. It is slowly stained on the rice paper, like a landscape painting scroll splashed with ink.

The thousand words I wanted to tell were no longer available at this moment. It seems that they have all faded away, and they will never be found again. At this time, what will Lin Yifan do? I haven't heard from him for a long time. Now that the cold winter is coming, is he doing well?

In the past, when we were together, although the time was short, it was indeed happy. Now that I think about it, it has become a memory of the past. Did Duanmu Rong notice it, or did she refuse to help herself. While thinking about it, she still crumpled the paper ball and threw it on the ground.

"I promise your conditions," Duanmu Kun slowly squatted down, picked up the paper ball, and then spread it out carefully and spread it on the table. turned to Qi Su and said, "Write a letter, so that Lin Gongzi can relax." "He said it as it was, unpretentious.

It turned out that everything about himself was seen by Duanmu Kun. This careful prince of Xirong turned out to be so considerate. has the warmth of Chu Junyan and the intimacy of Xiao Yihan. But there is less ruthlessness, which is not the quality that a king should have.

The starry morning of the wasteland, the bleak and snowy glow. Shining with touching colors, flipping through the memories of the past. Qi Su wanted to cry a little, and for the first time, someone would care about him. Albeit out of exploitation, albeit only as a false consolation.

In addition to Wanning and Jun Hao in the palace, Jiang Lingyan. Then there is Mu Chenxuan who met in the desert, they are all his best friends. It's a pity that everything has turned into the past, and Lin Yifan has slowly dissipated in this past. It is the helplessness of things, or the injustice of fate.

The brush in his hand was finally placed on the pen holder. She calmed down for a moment, and then said to Duanmu Kun with a smile: "The prince is really good at thinking and knowing what I am thinking...... But it's just this matter, and it's best for the prince to keep quiet. ”

Regarding Qi Su and Lin Yifan, except for Duanmu Ruiping, Duanmu Rong and Duanmu Kun. No one else knows, and Qi Su doesn't want to make extraneous branches. She just wanted to know anything about Lin Yifan. It's just that at this moment, she doesn't know some things about the princess's mansion.

If she knew, Duanmu Rong was ashamed to see her because she was in love with Lin Yifan. will definitely be ruthless, and no longer have any entanglements with Lin Yifan. Things in the world are always unpredictable, and she is accompanied by wooden fish with tears. I believe it should be the best ending.

"Rong'er too, as a last resort?" This is Duanmu Kun's doubts about Qi Su, he doesn't want to see Qi Su sad. I never thought that Duanmu Rong would live up to the ruler so much. So far, what else can be said. It doesn't matter who it is, it's the same painful blow.

Swallowing bitter tears, Qi Su didn't feel a little deceived. She closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath. Fang Cai calmly said: "Yuan Yibin, let him enter the palace to ask for a pulse." Let the palace people think that the prince is filial, and naturally they will not suspect the prince......"

The snow falls on the dust, several springs and autumns. The moon is hidden in the wind and snow, and only the snow is still falling. Those unbearable memories are all lingering in my mind. It's the end of November, and we're about to start the new year. But there is no joy at all.

The damp breath around kept beating Qiaoqiao's shoulders. She clenched the envelope in her hand, and quickly whipped her horse and galloped towards Chen Geling. The snow foam raised by the horses' hooves was blowing one after another. The snow that drifted in then quickly covered the horseshoe prints.

Turning around a valley, the wind and snow gradually subsided. A small cabin was lit up, and Qiaoqiao got out of the horse and quickly got into the hut. The charcoal fire inside the house keeps out the cold wind outside. Wang Qibo saw that he was coming, and immediately stepped forward to take the cloak for her.

"Where did the girl go? Let Yan Gongzi be worried," Wang Qibo asked with a smile as he went to make tea. Since Qiaoqiao left Chen Geling, Yan Shunqi has been restless. But because the wind and snow were too big, I had to wait here.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of a door that he knew it was Qiaoqiao who had returned. But seeing Qiaoqiao's dust, his face was a little tired. Knowing that she was safe, the heart was also relaxed. The room is small, but it is warm as spring. The small candle flame reflected Yan Shunqi's elegant expression.

To this day, he can still sit here and drink tea without moving. And it looked calm, Qiaoqiao was suddenly a little annoyed. She stepped forward and snatched the teacup and said fiercely, "Do you know that I almost can't come back?" Still have the heart to drink tea here? ”

Yan Shunqi listened to this question and sneered: "Aren't you already back?" What more could I ask? Is it possible to serve you tea and water and serve you? I'm not your servant! What he said was a bit arrogant.

I remember that when I first met him, he had this temper. It seems that he is deliberately ingenious, and it is always like this, which makes Qiaoqiao very difficult to pass. When Wang Qibo on the side saw it, he couldn't help but smile, and said good things for Yan Shunqi: "The girl misunderstood the son's ......"

"Shut up!" Qiaoqiao immediately replied, "If it weren't for Brother Qi to rescue you, how would you have the opportunity to stand here and talk to me?" Hum! "The words that came out of a hurry are really not good. But guarding Yan Shunqi, Wang Qibo is not easy to lose his temper.

thought that after meeting, Yan Shunqi would comfort himself. But every time we meet, we have to quarrel before we stop. Qiaoqiao's temper is really unbearable. She really didn't understand why she had a marriage contract with Yan Shunqi.

The noisy and noisy life made her a little bored. Maybe after a long time, the two of them have almost run in, and it will be fine. When he was angry, Qiaoqiao threw the envelope on the table and said angrily: "This is what Sister Yan brought back!" He left angrily.

Who would have thought that when she was about to take a step, she was stopped by Yan Shunqi. He looked at Qiaoqiao's angry face, and smiled lightly: "General Wang, I worked hard to find it, and you are so lazy." But in person, I want him to apologize......"

Apologize? Qiaoqiao thought that Yan Shunqi would comfort herself. But Yan Shunqi is always like this, which makes her feel very uncomfortable. She pursed her lips and rushed out alone with tears in her eyes. It was snowing outside, but Qiaoqiao didn't wear a thick cloak.

Tears of grievance, scenes from the past. Or sweet, or quarrelsome. It's all trivial, only this time she apologized. is still an outsider, Qiaoqiao feels that she has been greatly wronged. Riding on the fast horse, she only felt that the north wind was crying for her.

The cold wind left all the snowflakes in the sky. In the vast sky, only the cold moonlight remained. Like an ethereal sound of music, wandering in Chen Geling. In the vast wilderness, only a piece of jujube red fast horses could be seen, galloping past.

Mu Qiaoqiao was dressed in a big red shirt and galloped on the avenue with the reins. She didn't know where she was going, and she didn't know how she was going to deal with it. She just felt that Yan Shunqi was unfair to her. She suppressed tears of pain and just wanted to get out of here.

In my ears, there was the sound of whirring wind. Like a knife cut, she already didn't know what cold was. At this time, the wind and snow have stopped, and the misery of the night is even more obvious. Suddenly, she heard the sound of horses' hooves behind her. Yes, it was Yan Shunqi who chased after him.

At this moment, Qiaoqiao waved the whip in his hand. The whipping horses neighed loudly, and the horses galloped faster with skillful horses. Her red clothes are like red plums blooming proudly in the snow. Why do you want to get rid of your fate, but you just sink into it.

will not forget the situation when I first met Yan Shunqi. He is a dissolute person, but he reveals considerate care everywhere. For Qiaoqiao, Yan Shunqi is actually a rare good husband. It's just a pity, but he never coaxes himself to be happy.

It always seems that the purpose is to "bully" oneself. Qiaoqiao only thought about asking Yan Shunqi for a comforting word. It's false, but that's fine. But it wasn't until many years later that Qiaoqiao realized that she was too persistent.

Maybe it's better to accommodate each other and tolerate each other. It's not like it's noisy along the way. Sometimes, there will be a taste of rejoicing in the enemy. "Mu Qiaoqiao!" I don't know when, Yan Shunqi was already riding a horse and walking side by side with Qiaoqiao.

In the end, it was distressing Qiaoqiao, Yan Shunqi said loudly: "Come back with me!" It's good to apologize, it's so cold here, and you'll suffer if you freeze your body! His voice was drowned in the wind, but he didn't hear it, and continued to gallop away.

Seeing the clever horses, it seems that they are a little crazy. Yan Shunqi was even more worried, he tightened the reins of the horse, turned around and turned back. Then under a tree, intercepted Qiaoqiao. Qiao Qiao unconsciously looked down, and there was a cliff under the tree.

A few grains of gravel fell down with a crackle. Qiaoqiao gasped, panicked, and fell off the horse. Yan Shunqi saw it, and hurriedly took advantage of the situation to hug Qiaoqiao. The two rolled on the ground a few times before finally stopping.

"You let go of me!" Qiaoqiao was a little annoyed and refused to talk to Yan Shunqi well. But Yan Shunqi held her tightly in his arms and said with pity: "If I let you go, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace in this life...... Qiaoqiao, can you listen to my explanation? ”

The moonlight is faint, reflecting the pure land here. A bonfire warms Qiaoqiao's heart. She looked at Yan Shunqi's eyes carefully and listened to his explanation: "Wang Qibo is gathering soldiers and horses at this time, we need his help, we must not offend ......"

That's why, Qiaoqiao realized his actions. Some of them were vexatious and almost fell off a cliff as a result. She bowed her head in shame, not knowing what to say. It turned out that all Yan Shunqi's preparations were for the final task of recovering the country.

"I almost forgot!" Qiaoqiao suddenly remembered that she was here to deliver the envelope. She hurriedly said to Yan Shunqi, "The envelope was sent by Mu Gongzi from Kyoto, maybe there will be a clue to the talisman...... Jiang Lingyan stayed in Yuchi, and Sister Yan asked me to send it! ”

After getting this news, Yan Shunqi immediately understood something. He took Qiaoqiao's hand and flew on his horse to Chen Geling. If there is a soldier on the envelope, then it is equivalent to getting the military power. Yan Shunqi can, and he wants to rescue Chu Junhao and Yan Wanning.