He Caiwei was still in solitary confinement, and was frustrated one after another by the Queen Mother and the Empress, watching Yin Suwen being sent back to Linquan Palace to get better day by day, and even the case was almost tried on his head with the help of a master, and the evil anger in his heart became more and more unbearable.

As a result, He Baolin, who has always been empathetic, is also rarely willful. In the early winter, when the flowers were exhausted, the garden was lifeless for a while, she herself was confined to the palace and could not move, and when she was upset, she got dozens of plum trees in early spring from nowhere. It is not a delicate pear white nor a fresh light pink, and after it opens overnight, it is all a uniform color, and the bright red is connected together, like rouge and blood.

An Ran came to visit, and He Caiwei stood against the window, scooping a spoonful of warm and sweet glutinous rice sweet brew to look at the red color of the courtyard, and couldn't help but admire.

"Sister He is really a person who can achieve great things, and she can still strategize under such circumstances, and she does not show weakness at all. Quietly our demeanor is magnificent, even if we are grounded, who dares to underestimate it. ”

Originally, An Ran, who was good at stepping high and stepping on low to see the wind and rudder, only thought that he and He Caiwei teamed up to frame Yin Suwen this time and failed, and He Caiwei was afraid that his life would be difficult in the future.

I don't want to, after a few days of secret observation, I found out that this He Baolin doesn't seem to have any outstanding ability, but it is very unusual, after being restricted by the Queen Mother's ban, not only is his clothing still taken care of, but he even transplanted this piece of flowers and trees for viewing and amusement only for fun, and I am not in a hurry and easily disposed of the Jianghu Langzhong and the maid white tea in the dungeon.

After some ideological struggle, An Ran intuitively felt that He Caiwei was not as simple and ordinary as it seemed. I felt that when the dust had not yet settled, I should still obediently follow He Caiwei to act.

Even if she sincerely complimented He Caiwei, she didn't care, her eyes were drawn to the blooming plum forest, and she only felt that this plum blossom was obviously thousands of times more beautiful than the peach blossom of Lao Shizi. The heart moved slightly, and the silver spoon in his hand rotated at will, and the silver spoon and silver bowl collided with each other, and there would be a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Who has been following the sincere help, and who has put me in such a situation, I He Caiwei will naturally not forget. Don't say anything that can't be a big thing, as long as there is a day of my glory, your wealth is always indispensable. ”

When He Caiwei retracted her gaze and turned back, she had already changed to a gentle smile, and happily replied "Thank you, sister". I felt that my loyalty was recognized. For a while, he thought more and more hard about the two of them.

The palace eunuch who was responsible for contacting Jianghu Langzhong was originally a distant relative of An Ran's own family, because he was in the same breath as He Caiwei, and was accepted by He Caiwei for his own use when dealing with Yin Suwen. It's just that in the past few days, the man has been extremely panicked when he saw that the limelight was getting tighter, and he had complained in front of him more than once.

Enron couldn't cope with it alone. Only then did I have to come to He Caiwei here to ask for advice. His own words have only just begun. He Caiwei made it undisguised to her attitude: if the inner prisoner can keep himself in peace and hide, He Caiwei will give him the benefits he deserves, and if he makes a mistake and accidentally exposes his identity, he can only become an "outcast".

"Abandoned son? What does my sister mean? ”

"Don't doubt it. Naturally, there is only one ending for an outcast. ”

The silver spoon in An Ran's hand shook, and he almost knocked over his silver bowl by mistake. It seems that although the previous experience has known that He Caiwei is a ruthless person, after all, it is still a person related to himself who is going to be abandoned at this moment, half of them are a little unbearable, and the other half is a rabbit and a fox, and they can't help but hesitate.

He Caiwei was thoughtful, and An Ran's hesitation was seen by her in time, so He Caiwei in the next moment put her hand on An Ran's shoulder with a gentle expression and continued to wrap around.

"Everyone else is the chess piece we need to reach the supreme high position, and we should decisively discard it when we don't need it. As for you, you are my sister and my ally, and only we are the ones in this deep palace who can rely on each other to help each other. Enron, can you understand your sister's hard work? ”

"Ming, understood."

"So, you know what to do next?"

"Yes!"

He Caiwei's eyes were sincere and firm, as if she had seen the two of them sharing glory one day. An Ran was at a loss for a moment, forcibly suppressed a little fear in his heart, and instinctively nodded his head and said yes frequently.

He Caiwei never knew that she was good at demagogic with such gentle words, she was always shy and shy, until she was forced away by Yin Suwen, all the gentle kindness was left, and only brazen calculations remained. Yes, all the wrongs and evils originate from Yin Suwen, and she has always thought so.

Yin Suwen escaped for the time being, He Caiwei's heart was full of unwillingness and reluctance, while complaining that the Queen Mother had a lot of protection, and regretting that her plan was not strict enough, and she felt that her own methods were not ruthless enough, which left Yin Suwen a little life.

Seeing that He Caiwei's face was cloudy for a while, An Ran, who was a little flustered, wanted to say something more, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know whether to say something encouraging, comforting or hating the enemy, and was sent away by He Caiwei a little irritable after being speechless for a while.

It wasn't until An Ran's figure disappeared in the distance that He Caiwei took a deep breath of the air still scented with plum blossoms, turned her head and spoke vigilantly into the depths of Merlin.

"Even if the big man arrives, why hide it and dare not show his true face?"

He Caiwei didn't have a good martial arts foundation, and only relied on a few contacts with the Zhang family to practice some sensual patrol skills, so when the looming figure appeared in the woods, she noticed it as soon as possible.

She couldn't be sure who it was, and if she thought about it, it was just Yin Su asking the people around her. Since he is the one who has won the battle book, it is not surprising that the other party can come to the door. It's just that He Caiwei never thought that the one who came would be the one she looked forward to and feared the most.

After parting, memories meet, and several soul dreams are with you. Climbed over the mountains and rivers and crossed the palace wall, experienced life and death, love and resentment and abandonment, and in the end it was still him.

As if they met after a lifetime, Xinche's appearance did not change at all, with white clothes and white shirts, long and jade, deep eyebrows, high nose and eyes like stars. He stood with his hands under the plum blossoms of a tree that bloomed into the flowers, like a little snow in the morning glow. He walked with the last ethereal end of He Caiwei's words, and a burst of falling flowers rose where the sleeves of his shirt passed, and all of them fell on He Caiwei's heart.

"Amitabha."

Xinche exhaled the Buddha horn in a deep voice, which was regarded as a greeting, and He Caiwei's face could not be seen in the deep eyes. It's not a reunion after a long absence, it's just a helpless goodbye. (To be continued.) )