The sun shone brightly, spilling down on my face without hesitation.

I tilted my head back, my eyes stinging with the light.

Beixue Yeyang sat quietly beside me, he had always been lively and active, and he had become unusually quiet since Duanmu Yurou's death, and his eyes that had always been lively and bright were also dim and dull.

It's just that he hasn't seen him for a few days, and his small body has lost his human form, his round face is sunken, his face is as pale as paper, and his thin lips are red as blood, which looks more and more similar to Yexue.

It's been three days since I came to the Green Dress Palace, and he hasn't said a word, he leans on me every day, quietly in a daze, a bit like me when I was a child in this life.

An Qingjie kept going in and out of the yard every day, and his face became more and more pale, without a trace of blood, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Sometimes she would quietly walk up to me and Yeyang, and her eyes would fall on us gently, and it would be a long time to see.

But I knew that for three nights in a row, she was pressed by Bei Xueqing in the bushes outside the Green Clothes Palace and humiliated in every way.

I never mentioned the events of that night, like I never found out.

It's just that every night, I would involuntarily walk under the high palace wall, listening to An Qingjie's suppressed moans of pain, and the hatred in my heart accumulated little by little, and this strong hatred suppressed my strong sense of guilt when I saw the north snow and night sun during the day.

I am the cause of all this, and I am the culprit, but it is the people around me who value me who bear the pain.

Sooner or later, I'm going to go to hell!

"I hate you, Aunt Moyu, I hate you!"

Yexue looked at me calmly, with deep hatred on her pale and thin face, and her tone was indifferent and cold.

"Don't—"

I sat up from the bed suddenly, the cold sweat on my face slid down my cheeks, dripping onto the thick futon, I subconsciously touched it, it was wet, I don't know whether it was sweat or tears, it was soaked in the quilt.

"Silence is not good!"

The door was pushed open, and the morning sun came in through the door, and there was a blur in front of my eyes, and a slender figure rushed in from outside the door, until I stood beside my bed, and my eyes gradually became clearer, and my eyes seemed to be like this all the time lately, and often became blurry.

"Sister An, what's wrong?"

I raised my hand and rubbed my sore eyes, feeling a little uneasy, it was rare for An Qingjie to lose her temper so much, I remember the last time she broke in in a shock, it was when Yexue was sick.

Thinking of the night snow, my heart hurts again.

"Silent words, the night snow in the Childe's Mansion is missing!"

"What!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of my mouth, and the depression of these days finally made me a little unbearable, I lay on the side of the bed, looking at the bright red blood on the ground, and somehow remembered the large expanse of blood like blooming poppies in the room when Duanmu Yurou died.

"Moyu, what's wrong with you, why did you vomit blood?"

"Doctor, I'm going to find Doctor......"

"No, don't go, I'm just angry and bloody, it doesn't matter, you can go to the imperial pharmacy and get some calming medicine later." You just said that Yexue is missing, what's going on? ”

I reached out and grabbed An Qingjie's arm, stopping her from turning around in a panic and wanting to leave the room to ask the doctor, and spoke calmly.

"With your current virtue, you still care about others!" An Qingjie turned around angrily, and two red clouds appeared on his pale face, obviously angry with me.

"Good sister, please tell me! You know how important Yexue is to me, tell me about Yexue's disappearance first, and then train me! I looked at him pleadingly, and my heart went up and down with a faint sense of fear, a fear of imminent loss.

"Alas! You can't help it. An Qingjie stood on the side of the bed and looked at me for a long time, sighed lightly, helped me from the side of the bed to the pillow and lay down, and then said with some anxiety, "There was news from outside the palace early this morning, saying that Yexue left the Prime Minister's Mansion last night when the subordinates in the Prime Minister's Mansion were changing shifts, and when the subordinates sent toiletries to the Night Snow Room as soon as possible, they found that he was gone. You don't have to worry too much, Gongzi has already sent people to search around in the city, I believe that he will soon find the whereabouts of Ye Xue, he is so young, and he has never been out of the palace, I believe he will not be able to run far. ”

"You have to find a way to contact Brother Ming, and let him also find a way to send someone to find it secretly, after all, this matter should not be publicized too much, and it will be known by someone with a heart that the Prime Minister's Mansion is looking for someone with great fanfare, which is harmful to Yexue."

"I know, you have a good rest, don't worry too much, I'll go and I'll be back soon."

An Qingjie gave me a worried look, and I smiled and signaled that she was okay with herself, and asked her to hurry up and contact Bodhisattva.

As soon as An Qingjie left the room, the smile on the corner of my mouth suddenly dimmed, and my chest felt uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.