The snow is long.

The vermilion palace wall, lined with the color of snow, can no longer see the original grandeur and solemnity.

The endless white can make people blur their eyes and even their hearts.

Nangong Luojing likes to lean in front of the window, letting the crystal clear ice crystals fall on his face, dissipating the heat on his skin, and turning into water droplets in the warmth.

She didn't like the warmth of Twilight's palace that made people greedy, so she felt a hint of winter only the moment the ice crystals on her face melted.

Ever since she said she wanted to return to defend her country, Twilight's vigilance inside and outside has been much tighter than before.

She had said that she didn't need so many people, but Feng Yihan insisted on strengthening her guard in the Twilight Palace, she wondered, and vaguely felt that something was going on, but she had no clue, so she never took it to heart.

In fact, she doesn't mind the crowds, but she is not used to it, no matter where she goes, she is followed by a large group of people.

There are a lot of people, but the only one who can accompany her to talk about her heart is Yan'er, and after that day, Feng Yihan has never been to the Dusk Jing Palace, and even when she went to the imperial study, she only listened to the guards' briefing and got a statement that she was busy with political affairs.

How could he have thought that in fact, what she wanted was for him to be by her side, even if she could only sit quietly with her, because she could trust in this huge palace, and the only person she could rely on was him

The soothing decoction sent by Feng Yi's cold life imperial pharmacy every day has long since lost its effect to her.

Uneasy feelings would still creep into her heart unconsciously, occupying every corner of her heart.

In the dream, Nangong Heng's call, her father's light call sounded in her ears from time to time, and the feeling of palpitations in her heart became more and more profound, making her overwhelmed and extremely dazed.

The warmth in the Twilight Palace deepened the feeling, and she couldn't stay for a moment, so she fled away from the Twilight Palace and hid in the pavilion where the cold wind could be poured into it on all sides, and no amount of comfort to the people around her could help.

"Queen" Yan'er looked at the woman with a worried face, trying to persuade her to go back, but it was difficult to speak, but she just called out, and then stopped again, and looked into the distance with her eyes full of embarrassment.

The two maidens were pointing to a bird resting on the dead branch and discussing.

Just when she was wondering how there were birds in this Layue day, when she turned her head, Nangong Luojing had already gotten up and walked towards the place where the two palace maids were standing, Yan'er picked up the umbrella on the stone table, gave a few orders to the guards waiting outside the pavilion, and hurriedly chased after her.

As if he didn't feel the ice intent at all, Nangong Luo Jing stepped on the road paved with snow, letting the cold and piercing ice intent hit his cheeks, and his eyes looked straight at the birds on the branches, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

When the two palace maids saw that the queen had come to salute, they lowered their eyes and turned sideways, leaving an excellent position for Nangong Luo Jing to look at the bird that they thought was very strange.

Before Yan'er could stop it, Nangong Luojing had already lost her mind looking at the birds on the branches, and had already come closer.

"Queen" Yan'er stared at the bird, her eyes were full of doubts, this bird looked very special, but why did she stare at it so fascinated, as if this bird seemed familiar to her.

Training kites, Nangong Luo Jing looked at the bird, the thoughts in his mind that were rapidly turning were clearer, and the worry in his heart was even more than before.

After breaking away from the palace maid standing aside, he asked Yan'er to immediately go back to the Dusk Jing Palace to get the golden beans placed in the palace.

The snow was still drifting, drowning the faint marks on the ground.

Nangong Luo Jing walked casually on the road he came, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

The person who released the kite was really Fengyin, and that voice was so familiar to her, how could she forget it.

It's just that why did he say that he would meet in a day, did he come?

But what did he do in Xiling?

A cloud of questions swirled in her mind, and she couldn't figure it out.

"I've seen the queen at night" An incomparably crisp voice pulled Nangong Luo Jing back from his contemplation.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that Feng Yeyu had saluted to him, and just wanted to look away, he was suddenly attracted by the woman beside Feng Yeyu.

"Miss Situ" Yan'er let out a low voice, Nangong Luojing glanced at Yan'er, signaled her to pay attention to her identity, and turned to look at the woman standing in front of her, the golden clothes and snow jacket lined the woman's beautiful face, which was even more dazzling, but she didn't seem to be Situ Yuli, Situ Yuli's delicate and a trace of pity were no longer seen in the woman in front of her.

Or maybe it's invisible.

"I have seen the queen" woman Yingying blessed body, it seems to be intentional, a blessed body, the moment she lowered her eyebrows, there was a trace of imperceptible resentment in her eyes.

"Mo Yijin" Nangong Luo Jing frowned slightly, looked at the woman in front of her who claimed to be Mo Yijin, and after thinking for a while, she remembered that Mo Yijin was the daughter of the prime minister of the southern country, and it is said that she was also known as the first beauty in the southern country, could there really be someone in the world who looked so similar.

Feng Yeyu stretched out her hand and pulled the woman's arm, and said with a smile: "Does the queen think that Yi'er is very similar to Sister Yu?"

Nangong Luo Jing nodded stunnedly, looking at the long-lost smiling face, he was a little grateful for the appearance of this woman.

"Is Yi'er really similar to Sister Yu in the princess's mouth" A smile appeared on the woman's face, and her eyes turned to Nangong Luojing, as if she was asking her to verify this fact.

"It's just carved out of a mold," Feng Yeyu replied excitedly on the side.

"Well, it's really similar" smiled slightly, only Nangong Luojing himself knew how reluctant this smile was.

Those eyes were so similar to Situ Yuli's, but the seemingly well-behaved eyes made Nangong Luo Jingwang's whole body tremble.

Removing his eyes and staring out of the corridor, he said in his heart: It is starting to snow again, and this snow will not stop for a long time, as if it will never end.

"Yi'er, let's go over there, there's fun there" Nangong Luo Jing narrowed his distant eyes, and when he turned around, he saw that there was indescribable pleasure in those clear eyes.

As soon as the wind rose, the two of them ran past them, bringing a chill that was a little chilling to the heart, and in the fog, the blue-clothed snow jacket gradually disappeared.

"Queen, She"

The clothes were raised, and Nangong Luo Jing looked at the figure that gradually disappeared in the fog, and the confusion in his eyes deepened.

The unspeakable uneasiness in my heart, the unexplained depression.