In the blink of an eye, it has entered winter, and a few scattered cold plums in the courtyard have bloomed, clusters, pink and gorgeous, the fragrance of flowers is wanton, refreshing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past few days, the cold wind was bitter, the weather was unusually cold, Wanyao sat by the stove in a daze, and Li'er handed her a cup of hot tea, and called her several times before she heard it.

Li'er was a little worried and asked, "What's wrong with Sister?" Got something on your mind? ”

Wan Yao looked up and smiled lightly and shook her head.

The two-month deadline has arrived, and it was time for her to leave as agreed with Fusheng, but the war ahead has been tight recently, and Yuwen Yong has been frowning all day. When he came to Jinmoju, no matter how well he covered it up, Wanyao could still see that he couldn't even sleep well because he was so worried that he tossed and turned all night, and despite being careful, he still woke Wanyao up.

At this time, she really shouldn't make trouble for him, but Wanyao has made up her mind, and it will be useless to drag it out like this. In this matter of feelings, the most unbearable thing is to procrastinate, and in the end it is still yourself who is tormented, and it is good to cut through the mess quickly.

Wanyao sent someone to announce the floating life, and she entered the palace early tomorrow morning, she still has some things to explain, and she should officially say goodbye.

The little monkey and the little horse were transferred by Wanyao to Qingquan Palace to take care of Lingzhu, Lingzhu said nothing at first, how could Dao Jinmo not even have a palace person to serve, and they still had to run errands.

Wan Yao smiled and took Lingzhu's hand, and secretly told her that she had taken in a few orphans outside the palace and wanted to bring them into the palace, but if the little monkey and pony were there, I was afraid that it would be difficult to get into her own palace, so I asked them to go to Qingquan Palace to serve temporarily.

Lingzhu reluctantly nodded in response.

Jin Chun has been in the palace for a long time, people are also cautious and sensible, and things are even more neat, so he went to find the queen's mother, and asked for the title of the palace maid for Jin Chun, and sent her to the Clothing Bureau, although she was dealing with the ladies of the harem all day long, fortunately, there was a top thing above her, someone took her, it should be more promising than in Jinmo Ju, Jin Xia is Jinchun's biological sister, and she went with her.

Jin Dong is still old, and she is also lively and active, Wanyao begged the queen mother and sent her to serve His Royal Highness the Prince.

Li'er is going to leave with Wanyao, leaving Moyi alone. Wanyao never worried about Moyi, she was smarter and sensible than anyone else, and she wouldn't suffer anywhere, so Wanyao asked her opinion directly, and then she went to the Empress Dowager to ask for favors. But Mo Yi refused to leave, she had to follow Wanyao, even if she didn't cover her body, it didn't matter if she slept in the open, as long as she could follow Wanyao, the ends of the earth would be fine.

The corners of Wan Yao's eyes were moist, and she was silent for a while before she said: "Moyi, I'm not sure what will happen in the future, I may have fine clothes and food, but I may not have enough food, after all, I am a powerless woman, you will suffer a lot if you follow me." Moreover, if Yu Wenyong doesn't let me go, then I will also leave secretly. In the days to come, we will need to hide in Tibet, and we will still face a lot of problems in life, you have to think clearly, this is not child's play, maybe you will lose your life and don't know. ”

Mo Yi looked at Wan Yao, her eyes were extremely firm, and she said: "Mrs. is born, Mo Yi is born, Mrs. is dead, Mo Yi is dead." ”

Wanyao was slightly stunned, she couldn't control it anymore, her tears were rolling down like beads with broken threads, how could she make such a group of friends who were willing to live and die with her?

Mo Yi couldn't extricate herself from crying, and after a while, she stopped crying, and when Wanyao agreed, she happily packed her bags and prepared to leave together.

After dinner, the braised pork was strangely excited, and she had to go outside, Wan Yao yelled at it a few times to no avail, so she had no choice but to take it to the imperial garden and go out to release the water, otherwise these two goods would pee in her bedroom again.

Yu Wenxian went to the battlefield, so Wan Yao never had a chance to ask if he sent the braised pork, so he planned to keep it for another night and send it to Lingzhu tomorrow, if Yu Wenxian still wanted to go back, at least he could find it.

The moonlit night was in the sky, the stars were dotted, the dim light emitted by the glass lamps in the palace, and the cold wind blowing on Wanyao's body at night made her shiver unconsciously.

The dead willows on both sides of the road were swayed back and forth by the wind, and the shadows of the trees were mottled. The Praetorian Guards, armed with swords and armor and with straight backs, lined up to patrol back and forth.

Wan Yao followed the back of the braised pork, looked at it for a while, smelled it in the east for a while, smelled it in the west for a while, saw everything fresh, had to take a few bites before stopping, Wan Yao remembered that she had a red sandalwood open-carved floral embroidery pier in her bedroom, it was gnawed beyond recognition, and she couldn't help but feel distressed, if this is placed in modern times, I don't know how much it will sell for, hey, don't say that she is a miser, you have to carefully calculate the flowers in the future, perhaps, Yuwen Yong is kind-hearted, send her a few hundred taels of gold to take away, forget it, just think about it, Don't take it seriously.

Wan Yao muttered a few more words about the braised pork, telling it to go to Lingzhu to be honest, don't be angry with Lingzhu and the Queen Mother, be careful to beat Yunyun or something, braised pork hummed, disapproving, looking like he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

Wan Yao pretended to be casual, and she was still sad in her heart.

After walking outside for a while, my body has been penetrated by the cold wind, as if the cold wind entered from my trouser leg and was directly cold to the top of my brain. Wan Yao bent over and picked up the braised pork, smoothed its hair, and coaxed: "Good, braised pork, go back first, and let Lingzhu take you out for a walk in the future." ”

The braised pork seemed to be able to understand that she had been abandoned, and she was rubbing back and forth in Wanyao's arms, all kinds of reluctance.

Wanyao's nose was sour, and she couldn't bear it, thinking of the little monkey and the little horse, the appearance of Jinchun, Jinxia and Jindong when they left, crying liver and intestines, and her heart was full of flavors.

Life is one encounter after another, and it is all fate. There is no good or bad, there is no right or wrong, fate is coming, treat each other well, fate is over, and you will be separated.

Wanyao planned to go to Jinqiu's hometown first after leaving the palace, she had thought about killing Feng Ji recklessly, but if she really did this, she would push Yuwen Yong to the cusp, she couldn't selfishly care about his life and death, so she couldn't kill Feng Ji and avenge her...... She wants to go to worship Jinqiu and plead guilty.

On the way back, Wanyao suddenly saw a figure flashing by, the figure was like Shen Geran, the ghost sent the gods, Wanyao actually followed, turned around, and chased until he reached a somewhat dilapidated palace.

There is a plaque set up in the courtyard above the head, with three big characters written on the line of gold and black background, "Yingxiu Palace", there is a trace of fire in the hall reflected through the door, there is not even a palace person guarding the door, Wanyao thought, it should be an unimportant person living there.

The braised pork moved, jumped out with a swish, and ran in with a rod, after it stood still, it looked back at Wanyao, poked out half of its head, and Wanyao called out in a low voice: "Braised pork, come out quickly, we are going home." (To be continued.) )