This year, there was a lot more snow than usual, and the snow and frost were falling on the dead leaves and branches, sending a chill.

If it's still early today, it's just three watches. Shen Nanyan was a little confused, more fearful, she couldn't help but struggle to get up and put on her clothes.

It's been a long, long time since I've had that dream, and it's still the same bloody scene and the same villain. It's exactly the same scenario. But it soon changed to a different scene.

This time it was within the high palace walls, and the dead person was no longer the mother-in-law, but Mu Zhao.

Blood was dripping all over the ground, and corpses were everywhere, burning her eyes.

In the dream, Mu Zhao was lying there covered in blood, without a trace of breath, she ran to him like crazy, trying to shake him awake but could not do anything.

It's just a dream, but the scene is real and scary.

In a daze, the clothes on his body had been put on, and there was no trace of inappropriateness. She lit the candle and sat down on the dresser, the bronze mirror was simple but clear as autumn water, reflecting a face as cold and beautiful as a fairy, even if her hair was scattered, and her forehead was wet with sweat, it was beautiful.

She combed her hair and kept an eye on the hour. After the front hair is coiled, the clockman outside starts to clock it.

"Knock knock...... It's time!! ”

The face in the bronze mirror gradually became clear, Shen Nanyan stared at the bronze mirror, and for the first time seriously looked at her appearance, she was light and delicate, her facial features were just upright, and there was nothing brilliant.

I didn't expect this face to make her the object of contention between the two now, it's really not worth it.

"I'll go back as soon as I go! You don't have to tell anyone. After Shen Nanyan left a sentence, he went out alone despite Hongying's stunned gaze.

Perhaps because it had been snowing for the past few days, when he got out of the door, Shen Nanyan found that the ground outside was covered with snow.

Fortunately, she was wearing a pair of small boots today, and her shoes and socks were not wet when she stepped on the snow.

The air after the snow was so fresh that she couldn't help but close her eyes and carefully feel the tranquility of this time.

Zheng Fuhai obviously didn't expect her arrival. Seeing that although Shen Nanyan had a shallow smile on his face, the coldness on his face was as good as ever. With a number in his heart, he smiled gently: "Miss Shen is still early!" The emperor hasn't woken up yet! ”

Seeing the gradually clear sky outside, Shen Nanyan calculated the time of departure, and the time she arrived happened to be when the palace gate opened, and it was not too early.

"I'll be waiting here."

It's freezing on this day, how can it be good to be frozen and broken? You are the person on the tip of the emperor's heart, I don't dare to let you wait. Zheng Fuhai smiled and asked Shen Nanyan to go to the side hall to rest for a while, and then went into the dormitory to invite Song Heng.

"Don't bother, I'm just talking to the emperor about something, it's not very important." Shen Nanyan politely refused Zheng Fuhai's arrangement, if Song Heng knew about the choice she made, would he blame Zheng Fuhai for waking him up from sleep early in the morning.

"No trouble, no trouble! That's what a minion should do. Zheng Fuhai understood Shen Nanyan's careful thoughts, and hurriedly entered the hall.

Song Heng had woken up early, not long after Shen Nanyan arrived. He doesn't sleep well and is woken up at the slightest hint of trouble. When Shen Nanyan was talking to Zheng Fuhai, he didn't get up when he heard the voice, but just listened to them quietly in the room.

Sometimes, it is also a blessing to stay quietly where she can't see and listen to her.

Song Heng's own dormitory and the imperial study are adjacent to several palaces, which can be regarded as a small palace, and there is a back mountain behind the palace. The green mountains are layered on top of each other, with a faint fragrance of grass and trees in the air, and the nearest mountain goes straight into the green clouds, which is magnificent.

Shen Nanyan was waiting for Song Heng in the east hall, the last time she rested in the warm pavilion of the east hall, she revisited the old place, she did not have a trace of attachment or nostalgia, Song Heng came very fast, faster than she imagined.

"It's so early! Have you thought about it? ”

She raised her head and met a pair of unfathomable black eyes, she paused, took a step back, knelt on the ground, and made a big salute: "Courtiers meet the emperor!" Long live my emperor, long live, long live! ”

Song Heng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "No need to be polite!" After speaking, he stretched out his hands and prepared to help Shen Nanyan up.

Shen Nanyan pretended not to see Song Heng's outstretched hand, and got up by himself: "Emperor Xie!" ”

Song Heng's brows furrowed even tighter, and his face was very calm: "Say, what is your choice?" ”

"Does the emperor really like his courtiers?"

"Of course." Song Heng replied without hesitation.

"How much does the emperor like courtiers?" She asked again.

"I can give you everything you want, whatever you need, I'll give it to you." Song Heng stared at the woman in front of him, with hope in his eyes.

"Would you give up your life for your courtier?" Shen Nanyan looked at him directly, refusing to let go of any expression on his face.

"Life?" Song Heng spoke softly, his face seemed confused, "Do you want me to give up my life for you?" ”

She didn't want anyone to give up anything for herself, including her life, she just wanted to test Song Heng by asking like this, if Song Heng answered without hesitation that he was willing, then she might be skeptical of Song Heng's sincerity. Song Heng did not answer without hesitation, with a confused expression on his face. Shen Nanyan's opinion of Song Heng couldn't help but change a lot.

"Your Majesty, would you like to?"

"Is he willing to return to Mu?" Song Heng didn't answer, and directly changed the topic.

Would he like to? She was sure she hadn't thought about it, but she hoped that his answer would always be no, and that she would watch him live well rather than live with his love for her.

After asking this question, Song Heng seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but smile: "He entered Beijing privately for you, so he is naturally willing." After speaking, he said, "Do you think I will let him go?" ”

Shen Nanyan stared at him quietly, trying to see a clue from his face, but unfortunately his face was so calm that people couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty, will you kill him?" Shen Nanyan asked. To be honest, she still didn't want to believe that Song Heng would kill Mu Zhao, after all, they were brothers who had been playing since childhood.

"Yes!" A cold and hard voice came.

It was still the high palace gate in the dream, and Song Heng's cruel and cold voice came. The blood everywhere stabbed her eyes, and Mu Zhao lay on the cold ground covered in blood.

A sneer came, and the extremely cold laughter made people chill to the bone.

Song Heng listened to the sneer and looked at Shen Nanyan.

She put away her smile, her face showed a beautiful arc, her lowered eyes could not see the emotion, and her tight lips said to him coldly: "Since the emperor insists on killing him, the courtiers will accompany him." If he dies, the courtiers will never live, it is better to be that Liang Zhusheng can't be the same person, and he will die with the same hole. ”

The cold voice was like a sharp blade, straight into his heart. She actually threatened him with her own life, and she wouldn't live if Mu Zhao died? That's why she asked herself if she really liked her. Was she testing his feelings for her?

"Are you threatening me?" Song Heng stared at her, his dark eyes couldn't see any expression clearly.

"It's the emperor who is forcing me!" As he spoke, he took out the jade pendant he had taken from Shen Jin's hand from his cuff and put it on the desk, the meaning of which was unclear.

She chose Mu Zhao, and would rather let Mu Zhao get hurt than enter the palace and be her concubine.

Is she merciless or ruthless? Is it intentional or unintentional? She rejected him for her affection for Mu Zhao, which seemed to be affectionate, but it made Mu Zhao potentially in danger at any time.

Then there was a long silence, Song Heng stared at her tightly, and he already had a plan in his heart.

"Get out."

Song Heng opened the closed door in front of him and coldly turned her away.

After Shen Nanyan left the imperial study, he didn't leave, and kept standing at the palace wall.

It didn't take long for a familiar figure to come from a distance, with a long figure and a warm smile on his face, Shen Nanyan stared at the figure and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Xu is Song Heng was afraid that she would see something, or that he had injuries on his body, so he changed his usual plain clothes, changed into dark clothes, and tied his hair with a jade crown, and walked over from a distance, just like an immortal descending to the earth, sacred and inviolable.

It's just that the smile between the eyebrows and eyes didn't reach the depth, and he looked a little tired. Walking slowly, not like words, not like the speed of ordinary people.

was walking aimlessly here, preparing to leave the palace, looking up, and seeing the person who was thinking about his heart and mind day and night standing in the distance and looking at him, Mu Zhao was stunned, not knowing what kind of posture to see her. He lowered his head and looked at himself, and found that he was not embarrassed, before he raised his head and walked towards her with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

There's so much going on these days. On Chinese New Year's Eve, she was still expressing her heart to the people in front of her and talking about the rest of her life. When she woke up, she and he had been separated for several days, and it was difficult to see each other. It's not that she is sober now, she still thinks that she has become the heroine in the book, and she will leave her when she wakes up happy.

Mu Zhao was neatly dressed, walked slowly towards her, touched her head with one hand and looked at her: "I've been waiting for a long time." ”

His eyes are excellent, gentle and clear, and when he looks at people, he seems to be able to see into people's hearts at a glance, and he can always easily heal her scars.

Shen Nanyan nodded stunnedly, and then stretched out his hand to him: "Since you know, don't let yourself disappear in the future, don't let yourself get hurt." She really couldn't accept to watch him get hurt in the slightest, to see him disappear in front of her eyes.

Mu Zhao put his hand on her palm and nodded in response. Holding hands together, they walked out of the palace together.

If he could, he would also like to be with her and be with her for the rest of his life. Even if the men and women weave, talk about mulberry and hemp, until they are faltering and gray-haired, they never give up.

It wasn't until later that they discovered that not only could they not co-transform butterflies like that Liang Zhu, but they couldn't even die together like Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi.

Death, maybe it's not terrible for them, it's scary that life is worse than death, and love can't.