Jackdaws count, distant mountains and sunset. Pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info outside the grass, the path and the platform. The sunlight pierces through the thin clouds, revealing beautiful colors. Sprinkled in the long corridor outside the prison, it was like the blowing of a spring breeze. It was the mildest twilight since the beginning of winter.

In the past, in the evening afternoon, Wanning would come out of the imperial dining room. Carrying warm rice wine, he gently walked into the Zhengyang Palace. Especially in the cold winter, in order to let Jun Hao drink hot rice wine. She always uses a small red clay stove to slowly warm the rice wine.

In every inch of the beating flame, there is a delicate care. Zhengyang Hall is always warm as spring, so the gardenia on the windowsill began to sprout young shoots. A pale green color with the smell of earth all around. With the gray winter, adding a lot of life.

Only this time, when Wanning opened her eyes again. She thought it would be her monarch, but the person who came was Xiao Yihan, who she hadn't seen for a long time. It was her Xiao Lang, she suddenly felt like a world away, and she was now just a prisoner. When you look up, you can see the free sky.

It's so good, she thought that she would never see such a gorgeous sunset in her life. A few lonely birds circled back and forth, wailing so sadly. Wan stared at Xiao Yihan's eyes, revealing a sense of loss. Xu wanted to see Jun Hao too much, but he disappointed her again.

"Ah Ning, tomorrow the emperor will interrogate you," Xiao Yihan looked at Wanning's gray eyes and thin cheeks. Feeling very sorry, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Wanning's messy hair. Then from his sleeve, he took out an ivory comb.

Still the same as before, the wooden comb in his hand was slowly combed down the graceful hair. Every time he combed, Xiao Yihan made extremely gentle movements. The grace in the rhombic mirror describes emaciation. Xiao Yihan was about to pin a pearl hairpin for her when he suddenly stopped.

Between the graceful hair, it is very obvious, and there is a blood hosta. The hairpin is transparent, and a blood-red gardenia is faintly painted on it. There is only a small opening that seems to be missing from one corner, as if it has been damaged before. The hanging tassels have long since faded their gorgeous colors.

The blood hosta was once a tribute from Xirong, and it must be a treasure of the royal family. The blood hosta that Wan is condensing now must have been given by Chu Junhao. The hairpin made of blood jade has been polished, and it can be worn on the body to beautify the face. From this point of view, Wanning has always been with her.

"Why don't you comb it?" Wan Ning saw from the mirror Xiao Yihan's eyes. Just when he was about to ask about the time to speak, he still saw Xiao Yihan's little bit of jealousy. She turned to pull off the blood hosta on her head, tucked it in her sleeve, and smiled stupidly: "Xiao Lang, comb my hair...... quickly"

It is said that Wanning's memory was damaged because of acupuncture. Later, I kept taking medication, and my mood was calm, so I didn't see this disease. Later, many troubles hit my heart, and I was imprisoned again, and my spirit became a little trance.

Whether it's true or not, Xiao Yihan's heart is actually very clear. It doesn't matter what Wanning's spirit is, or if she gets sick again. What I think about in my heart will be Chu Junhao alone. The emperor who once accompanied her through six years of suffering.

What can Xiao Yihan say? What could he say? Ever since he received the decree of marriage, he had known that this was just the fulfillment of his promise that year. Between him and Wanning, there is no going back to the past. Gardenias bloom, year after year, but no more.

The north wind is remnant, turning over this book called "The Imperial Handmaiden". Every handwriting in the scroll is sleeping peacefully. They sleep this winter, waiting for the gardenias to bloom and then write the beginning of the next story.

It's just that in every story, there will be a bizarre experience. Some people see the beginning, but they can't see the end. Many years later, when Xiao Yihan stood in front of the tall city tower and looked at the palace of the gorgeous palace, a sadness came to his heart.

That was a few years later, and Xiao Yihan did not leave Kyoto. Because he wants to stay by Wanning's side, even if it's just to see her back, it's good. As he passed by the former prison, he suddenly remembered that cold winter day, wet and cold.

Xiao Yihan instructed Xianyun and Lianyi to spread a thick roll of blanket on the dry and cold ground. Then he brought a small stove and a set of tea sets. A few stacks of small silver charcoals, a pot of gardenia seeds that have been sleeping peacefully for a long time. The candle flame shook slightly, shaking this care.

"Take the medicine first," Xiao Yihan had just boiled the decoction, and when he held it in his hand, it was still hot. It's just that when the spoon touched the corner of Wanning's lips, she turned her head away. He also said, "I'm not sick, so I don't want to take medicine......

Listening to her say this, Xiao Yihan suddenly returned to that afternoon many years ago. At that time, Wanning was only thirteen years old. When he saw Wanning for the first time, he decided to marry Wanning as his wife. The promise is still there, the gardenia is still there, but that time is gone.

"Ah Ning, this is not medicine, it's just ginseng soup," Xiao Yihan coaxed her unconsciously, seeing that Wan Ning refused to pay attention to herself, so she continued, "If you don't believe it, I can take a sip!" As soon as he finished speaking, he really started drinking.

Although Wan Ning later learned that the herbs that treated her memories were very bitter. But Xiao Yihan at that time still swallowed it. Seeing that Xiao Yihan was eating very sweetly, Wan Ning also stepped forward for a while: "Xiao Lang leave some for me!" I'm going to drink it too! ”

"Take your time, don't choke—" Xiao Yihan smiled and watched Wan Ning swallow the bowl of bitter medicine. I was very relieved, and then I brought out the side dishes I made by myself. put it on the table, put a bowl of red date lotus seed soup for Wanning, and said, "Supplement more nutrition, Ah Ning will sleep more soundly......

The red dates are slightly sweet, and the lotus seeds are fragrant. Mixed with the sweetness and softness of rice, Wan Ning suddenly felt fragrant in her teeth. She ate two large bowls in a row. But she still had to drink, Xiao Yihan gently wiped the rice stains from the corners of her mouth for her, and smiled faintly: "It's better to eat less at night, and you always have to sleep peacefully." ”

After listening to Xiao Yihan's words, Wan Ning put down the dishes and chopsticks. Then he wiped his mouth and turned to crook in Xiao Yihan's arm: "It's still Xiao Lang who is the best for me, and when I wait for tomorrow, Xiao Lang will take me to see the sunrise......" She muttered to herself for a while, and then fell asleep quietly.

At this time, the moonlight is misty, and the mist of time is circulating. Xiao Yihan stroked the scar on Wanning's cheek, and his heart trembled slightly. If he can leave this time, he must find famous doctors all over the world, heal Wanning's scars, and Wanning is as beautiful as a flower.

"Jun Hao, I will guard you," Wan Ning dreamed, after all, she would not forget that person. Xiao Yihan felt very uncomfortable when he heard this, but he still gently hugged Wanning on the made bed, covered her with a thick mattress, and quietly stood aside.

A cloudy cloud shrouded the sky that had just cleared. Suddenly, it became dark, as if it were a gray world. The north wind howled, sweeping light small raindrops in the air. The raindrops are condensed by the cold air in the air, and when they fall on the glazed tiles, they turn into tiny snow particles.

Immediately after that, the snow particles grew larger and larger. Blown by the wind, snowflakes the size of goose feathers fall. Crystal snowflakes dance in the air. Like a snow elf, light and translucent. In a matter of moments, the snowflakes had covered the roofs and paths with a thin layer of snow.

Looking through the window, the mountains in the distance are covered with white snow, like a small hat, which is very cute. Haoxue walked in from the outside, while soaking hot air in her hands, she said to Chu Yunhong: "The snow this winter is really big, it's only a cup of tea, and it's all white outside......

In the morning, Haoxue went to Congtai to receive the package. Today is the winter solstice, which coincides with my birthday. My father asked someone to bring a package and brought it to Congtai. Haoxue's heart was very surprised, and she was grateful to her father.

Although his father sent him to do fine work, he also limited his freedom. But my father still cherishes himself, for example, today's birthday, my father will never forget. also personally delivered the package, Haoxue hugged it in her arms, and her heart was warm.

The weather is cold and the trails are slippery. Inside the package is Haoxue's favorite akane blue cloak, which is a very clean color. The colors of the clear sky are full of spring-like warmth. There is also a small hand stove. On the hand stove are painted a few cold snow plums.

The flames were beating, and the smoked houses were warm. Chu Yunhong saw the smile on Hao Xue's face, and knew that Hao Xue was in a very good mood at this time. Seeing that her ears were red from the cold, she put down the book in her hand. grabbed Haoxue's hand and kept rubbing: "Where did you go?" I was still thinking about my sister just now......"

"I didn't go anywhere," Haoxue didn't want Chu Yun to know that today was his birthday. For Chu Yunhong, Haoxue is still a little wary. She lowered her head and looked at Chu Yunhong's palms rubbing for herself, which became extremely warm at this time.

Haoxue at that time, I really hoped that Chu Yunhong could always be with her. In that way, in the winter, she can bring him delicious sheep soup and serve him. Even if it is, it's good to stand aside and watch quietly.

But Haoxue knew that Chu Yunhong was the prince of Donglu. Although he came to Shu as a hostage, he secretly still thought about the interests of Donglu. is such a lovely person as Haoxue, and Chu Yunhong has always been on guard. and that Wang Qibo, who is even more wary of himself.

"Today's winter solstice, I brought food to His Highness," Haoxue said as she turned around and took out a box. When I opened it, it was a plate of fragrant dumplings. Haoxue put the dumplings on the table, and then took out a few delicious side dishes from under the food box.

During the winter solstice, it snows heavily. The room was so warm, which made Chu Yunhong's heart feel amiable. He burst into tears of gratitude: "It's still my sister who cherishes me, but it's me who makes my sister wronged......" What he said was actually the last time.

Haoxue overheard Chu Yunhong and Wang Qibo's words, but she was in a hurry to leave, and unfortunately dropped a hairpin. Chu Yunhong pushed the boat down the river and gave the hairpin to Haoxue again. Although they didn't say anything on their faces, in fact, Hao Xue and Chu Yunhong knew each other well in their hearts.

And today is Haoxue's birthday, how could Chu Yunhong not know. He didn't mention that incident, and he was thinking about not making Haoxue sad again. He saw the dumplings that Haoxue had prepared for himself, and for a while, he felt very ashamed of Haoxue.

The candle flame shook red, reflecting the snow outside the window. At this time, the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and they are already covering the entire cluster. Through the reddish candlelight, you can see the west window gradually turning red. When Haoxue was about to take out the dumplings to worship her ancestors, she saw Chu Yunhong gobbling up on the side.

"Your Highness!" Haoxue suddenly shouted, looking at Chu Yunhong angrily, "These are for the ancestors to enjoy, how can Your Highness enjoy them exclusively?" Seeing her so angry, Chu Yunhong put down his chopsticks for a while, looking confused, "Then, what should I do?"

"It's so easy for people to prepare," Haoxue's aggrieved words were mixed with accumulated tears. Looking at the tears on her cheeks that slowly slid down, Chu Yunhong had no idea for a while: "Sister, I was wrong, but what should I do?" My sister told me. ”

Every time he saw Haoxue's tears, Chu Yunhong's heart was very uncomfortable. At the beginning, he abandoned Haoxue for his own selfishness. Although, although Haoxue showed the identity of the fine work. But his own is the prince, and he must not be underestimated.

Otherwise, the hairpin outside the window last time said something. His father was attacked and assassinated. It is self-evident who the inner ghost of Shu is, and what Chu Yunhong is doing now is to be able to make Haoxue trust him. Use her to find out the news of Shu.

"So, the palace of Shu also wants to worship the ancestors?" Chu Yunhong followed the question, and maybe he could learn about his father's injury. The unsuspecting Haoxue said casually: "That's right, isn't it possible that His Highness's eastern foot doesn't need to worship his ancestors?" ”

Regarding the matter of worshipping ancestors, Chu Yunhong only listened to the palace people. Missed the chance to meet: "This monarch of Shu is a personality and dares to compete with Donglu. "Shu has long had the ambition to be the emperor," Hao Xue said slowly, "That armistice agreement is also a plan of Shu and the snake-"

But isn't it, Donglu wants to take advantage of this winter to recuperate. Shu has its own abacus, listen to Haoxue. The shops were making weapons, saddles, spears, etc., as well as raw materials such as salt and iron tools that came in in large quantities from Haibin.

In fact, ambition aside, the monarch of Shu is also a Ming monarch. Young and promising, decisive in doing things. It's just that the heart is too vicious, and the character is not very good. Therefore, he always offended other countries, and now he assassinated Chu Junhao, which can be regarded as a provocation to Donglu.

"I don't know what he will do next to his father," Chu Yunhong let out a long sigh, and then quietly looked at Haoxue. But seeing Haoxue thinking slightly, and then slowly poured: "Your Highness doesn't have to worry, there is still some time before the beginning of spring, I will quietly enter the palace to visit......"

Hearing Hao Xue say this, it was exactly what Chu Yunhong wanted. He immediately clapped his hands happily, and then picked up the chopsticks again: "You can eat it this time, right?" Looking at his well-behaved appearance, Haoxue couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed: "Your Highness is the master, and I really am my sister?" ”

"That's nature, in the world, only my sister is the best for me!" Chu Yunhong nodded while eating and said, "Delicious." Hao Xue smiled slightly, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked in a low voice: "Has Your Highness ever written to Donglu to ask about your father's injury?" ”

This was Chu Yunhong's negligence, and he asked what was going on while eating. But Haoxue said very seriously: "I went home once yesterday, and I listened to my father say that there is no poison to be cured...... What kind of ghost grass or something......"

"Do you really hear that?" Chu Yunhong immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks, and suddenly had a bad premonition. Haoxue said seriously, and Chu Yunhong's heart sank for a while. Hurriedly called Wang Qibo and asked him to write a letter to Donglu overnight to inquire about his father's injury. Shu has always been good at poison - ghost grass, the most poisonous in the world.