Five years have passed.

16-year-old me and 11-year-old me have hardly changed much, I am still a thin and small one, and my figure has not developed, which I don't care about, but I am anxious enough, and I will always stew some supplements with blue buds every day to nourish my body, but it always has no effect.

After Ye Xue disappeared from the Prime Minister's Mansion that day, it was as if she had evaporated from the world, and the people sent by Su Enamel and Bodhisattva Ming almost turned Mocheng over, but Ye Xue was not seen.

It has been five years since Beixue Yeqi left the palace to rush to the battlefield, and the Western Liao army was defeated and retreated, and he was forced to retreat outside Jingmo Town.

Five years let the world know that the world god of war Moling Shuang, there is also a military god Beixue Yeqi, it is said that Beixue Yeqi wrist iron and bloody, but also love the people so, often mingle with the soldiers in the army, in the army is particularly loved by the sergeants, and every time a victory down, Emperor Tianming rewarded the gold and silver jewelry of Beixue Yeqi He always did not hesitate to distribute the gold and silver jewelry to his soldiers, those sergeants because of such a master, on the battlefield is extraordinarily desperate, after a long time he has the title of the god of the army.

It's a pity that the good news of victory came back from a fiefdom, but he was never seen back, and I heard Lan Ya say that although the Western Liao army had been expelled from Beiyang, it was still entrenched on the border between the two countries and waited for an opportunity. Beixue Yeqi has now taken over the handsome seal of the second prince, Beixue Yeling, and is stationed at the border to prevent foreign invasions.

Beixue Yeyang in the Green Dress Palace is 10 years old, and he is no longer as taciturn as when he first came, but he is no longer as lively and cheerful as he was when he was a child.

In the past five years, I have hardly seen his smile, in front of outsiders he is no longer as sharp as when he was a child, and after a long time, the people in the palace can no longer remember how smart the twelve princes were back then. Only I know what a delicate and clever heart I have under the dullness deliberately shown by the night sun in the north snow.

For Beixue Yeyang, my heart is full of regret, his mother was killed, his younger brother Yexue disappeared, and the culprit of all this is me.

His mother was killed, his younger brother was missing, Beixue Yeqi, who was relatively good to him, led troops outside, and the other brothers and sisters were even more alienated from him, and the only person close to him in the palace was me, so he became more clingy to me than when he was a child.

And because I felt guilty, I wanted to be doubly good to him, acquiesced in his closeness to me, and wanted to add Yexue's share to him together, so in addition to going to the imperial study in the palace with all the princes to study with the princes every day, and practicing kung fu with the master, An Qingjie and I will also take turns teaching Yeyang's kung fu and modern knowledge in the middle of the night.

It's March again, and this year's March seems to be exceptionally cold, and in previous years, when the weather was warm, the pear blossom tree in the yard had already begun to bloom with dots of white pear blossoms, but this year I didn't even see a bud.

Tonight's moonlight was exceptionally bright, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the small figure under the tree who was seriously wielding a wooden sword, and the faint silver light lined the young man's flowing movements with extraordinary elegance and ease.

I nestled on a bamboo recliner under the pear tree, eating bright strawberries while watching the sword dance in the northern snow night, and I was in a very comfortable mood.

Five years ago, I gave him five years to set up his own intelligence organization, but I didn't expect it to take only three years for him to build the organization and develop it to two other countries.

In addition, a year ago, with the help of An Qingjie, I have replaced all the new minions in the Green Dress Palace with my own people, except for the girl Lan Ya, although her identity is unknown, but she stays by my side, but it is still of great use, at least her super gossip skills, so that I can easily understand the latest events inside and outside the palace.

It's just that she has to sleep lightly every night, and I don't know if there will be any sequelae after a long time.

"Little aunt, how is my sword dance?"

Yeyang walked quietly to my side, and his face was more delicate and handsome than when he was a child, with a hint of admiration.

"My family's sword dance in the night sun is so good. However, my aunt knows that you work hard, but don't be tired, otherwise my aunt will feel distressed. ”

I pulled Yeyang to my side, took out a plain white handkerchief from my arms and gently wiped the sweat from Yeyang's forehead, looking at the delicate face like jade, the eyes as black as ink and the red lips as thin as pink cherries, my mind suddenly became in a trance, the missing Yexue is also 10 years old this year, has he also become as delicate and handsome as Yeyang?

Every time I look at the delicate face of Beixue Yeyang, I always think of the child who doesn't know where, is he okay?

"Auntie, you think of your brother again!"

Nightsun's disgruntled mutters interrupted my musings.

"Yeyang, you said that if Yexue stood here, would I be able to easily separate the two of you?"

"Auntie, brother, he won't come back!"

"Yeyang, why do you say that?"

I looked at Beixue Yeyang with a calm face with some doubts, it seems that since the fire in the cold palace that day and the tragic death of Duanmu Yurou, Yeyang has not shown too much attention to his younger brother, and even if he knows the news of Yexue's disappearance, his emotions have not fluctuated at all, just like he doesn't care about Yexue's life or death at all, which makes me feel a little strange.

"It's nothing, little aunt, I'll continue to practice the sword to show you!"

Yeyang didn't answer my question, returned to the middle of the courtyard with his sword, and continued to wave the wooden sword in his hand, that move was particularly chic and free, not at all like a 10-year-old child's sword moves, gorgeous with sharpness, all killer moves.