Chun Siniang felt that it was almost over, looked at Chu Yi and pretended to sigh, and set her eyes on the city gate not far away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time she really sighed.

She found herself standing outside the gate again.

She seemed to see herself from months ago, and looked at her current self from afar.

Remembering that he had worked hard to enter the city easily, he was frightened for a long time, but he didn't expect that the hukou problem had never been solved, and Wu Ruri was nowhere to be found, but he was forced out of the city.

What a night back to before liberation.

Is this really not playing with her?

After changing the predecessors, after so long, the rich and handsome under the pomegranate group are afraid that they will have to line up from Kaiyuan Gate to Tongyuan Gate, right?

is also a woman, compared with her predecessors, she does not lack arms or legs, she is sober and flexible, and she doesn't think about who she relies on, she is determined to be self-reliant and work hard, but why is it so difficult for her to cross the road?

If the sky were to take on a human form, she would have turned into a roaring horse, shaking his shoulders and asking a hundred thousand whys.

"Lady." Chu Yi reminded her softly that it was time to get in the car, "I still have to hurry." ”

Chun Siniang raised her face, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

As soon as I left the city gate, the air still smelled of Kyoto.

I don't know if I can smell this breath in the future, and I don't know if I have a chance to return to Chang'an.

Again and again, again and again, and then exhausted, she had to start from the beginning, even if she had the opportunity, she really didn't have the courage she had at the beginning.

Chun Siniang only felt disillusioned for a while.

If she hadn't remembered that she was wearing it, she would have the urge to hit the wall and die, so as to end this journey through the crossing.

"Lady!" The first year of junior high school was frightened by Chun Siniang's discouraged appearance.

Chun Siniang finally opened her eyes, but she didn't look at the first year, but looked into the distance without tears.

The suburbs of Beijing are covered in silver, which is a rare sight in her hometown of Yuzhou.

She remembered that she went to Xi'an with Qiao Zhiyi that year, and when she encountered heavy snow for the first time, she ran into the snow with joy, innocent like a seven or eight-year-old child, almost rolling in the snow.

What I remembered back then was in "Dream of Red Mansions", Jia Baoyu begged for red plums, and the twelve hairpins ate venison in the snow. At this moment, I was in a gloomy mood, and I couldn't see anything good about this snow scene. Thinking about Wang Xifeng's body being wrapped in a broken reed mat and dragging around, as well as Jia Baoyu, who was wearing a ragged head, and the back of the person who was getting farther and farther away.

It's really a blanket of snow, and it's so clean!

"Have you ever been to Zhaoling?" In the car, she asked the first year of junior high school.

Hatsuichi shook his head.

She had been to Zhaoling.

High-speed, Xi'an to Zhaoling, but a distance of one or two hours.

But this is ancient times, there is no high-speed, although the official road is not difficult to walk, but it is snowing, the road is slippery and difficult to walk, and the means of transportation are horse-drawn carriages.

"This way, I'm just afraid of ......" Chun Siniang leaned against the wall of the carriage, with a sad face, this moment is really no different from a defeated rooster.

"Don't worry, lady." Chu Yi poured tea for her.

Chun Siniang held the tea cup, this was not the first time she had taken the carriage of the Guogong Mansion, but it was the first time that she had the leisure to look around.

This carriage is not as luxurious as the one that Wu Minzhi usually sits, but the carriage is much more spacious, and it is not a problem to lie down on all fours if you sit comfortably.

There was a charcoal stove burning in the carriage, and tea was boiling on the stove. I don't know if it's charcoal or tea, but it exudes a faint aroma that permeates every corner of the carriage.

Chun Siniang closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

The aroma entered her spleen, and her boring mood suddenly relaxed a lot, and her brain was clearer.

As soon as this relaxation cleared up, I remembered something.

She put down the teacup, sat up straight, covered her mouth with a cough, and lifted a curtain with her other hand to let in some cold air.

These ...... words "uninformed" swirled in my heart, although I couldn't hear it at the first time, I still felt a little empty. By now, her sense of superiority as a woman is about zero.

These ancients had no knowledge of chemistry, and if heating turned into charcoal, it would not be fun.

"The lady can't stand this charcoal?" Seeing Chun Siniang refusing to put down the curtain for a long time, Chu Yi couldn't help but ask with concern.

Chun Siniang shook her head: "It's just that there are some things that need to be thought about, so I want to blow the cold wind and keep my head clear." But this charcoal ......," she said in a language that she could understand, "there are indeed those who are weak and can't resist this charcoal." I've heard of people who have taken in too much charcoal and gone without a word. ”

Seeing that Chu Yi's face changed, she hurriedly explained: "It's mainly caused by poor air circulation, I mean, the doors and windows are closed too tightly, the carbon gas can't be discharged, and too much ...... accumulates."

As soon as Chu Yi understood, he smiled: "Don't worry, lady." She picked up the carbon pliers and tapped lightly on the table, "There is a flue below, and it will be fine if it is just cleared before going out in the morning." ”

Really...... I don't know anything, but it seems to be myself.

Chun Siniang smiled a little embarrassed.

"This stove is burning charcoal?" She turned her gaze to the charcoal stove.

Chu Yi hesitated, and then said for a while: "Hui Niangzi, this charcoal was given by the palace, what is the name, Chu Yi is not clear." ”

What is given by the palace is not rui charcoal, but also good charcoal. Chun Siniang knew that she was stained with Wu Minzhi's light, and her mood was a little complicated for a while.

"Wu ...... How is Zhou Guogong now? She couldn't hold back and asked softly.

Chu Yi frowned, thought for a long time, and then said slowly: "Ah Lang sent his wife's coffin to Zhaoling, and Chu Yi didn't know what it was." However, two days ago, the old lady hurriedly went to Zhaoling, yesterday Banniang hurried back, today ......" She glanced at Chun Siniang, and the words below did not come out.

Chun Siniang knew what she meant, no matter what, it wouldn't be good. It's just, how bad is it...... She didn't dare to think about it.

She lowered her head, unable to tell what was in her heart.

Wu Minzhi treats her well, and she can't compare with the ancient men she met in her predecessors. But...... Alas, there was no injustice in the past, no enmity in the near future, and she didn't want anything to happen to him. But if something happens to him, how can he have a chance?

Perhaps, the bigger the accident with him, the greater his chance. If you can save his life......

Chun Siniang was taken aback by her own thoughts.

Phew, I talk about four beauties and three loves, and I was born in New China and grew up under the red flag, how can I expect others to seek death and life for my own selfish desires?

But she couldn't help but think about what if she could save his life...... Mrs. Zheng Guo is so nervous about this son, the old lady, that is, the queen's mother, Mrs. Rongguo, all said that the next generation is closer, and she must be very precious to him.

She's not greedy, she's just ...... His life should be able to be exchanged for the little thing he wants, right? After all, for them, what they ask for is nothing.

"Old lady, it's really ...... to Guogong" Chun Siniang swallowed the latter words very secretly.

Chu Yi didn't speak, but the look on his face clearly confirmed Chun Siniang's speculation.

Chun Siniang couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Dear Zhou Guogong, you can work hard, wait for you to kill yourself, no, but you must not make yourself die, I will be finished if you die, stay a breath, wait for me to drive the colorful auspicious clouds to save you.

Those pasts come to mind one by one.

The last time we met, he said that she had helped him, and if there was a place for him in the future, she would open her mouth.

Chun Siniang thought about his words repeatedly, and her heart suddenly became sour.

You can...... You can't die.

She hugged the moon slave tightly.

The moon slave whimpered, trying to break away from her. Raising his face, he looked at her in a daze for a moment, and then fell silent again.

It stuck out its tongue and licked the tears from her cheeks.