Compared with the cold, it is the golden and warm sun, and with this ray of sunlight, it seems to be able to drive away all the gloom and cold.

In December, after a long period of rain and snow, the air was humid and the cold wind blew, with some sticky coolness.

On the Wutong Road on both sides of the palace road, the accumulated leaves have been cleaned up, and only a few leaves with yellow edges occasionally fall around and around, which has a sporadic beauty.

When the leaves are gone, the sky is cold, and it snowed a few days ago, and the dead branches are full of white patches, which is also very beautiful.

It may not only look good in June and July, when the foliage is lush, lush, and green.

It's all good.

It's all good.

Whether it's Huang Yu or Fengwu, they are all the same as themselves, they are the emperor's women, they are all very good, and there is nothing to be jealous of.

Arou figured this out and smiled.

I don't know if it's because of her thin waist or because the child looks good, her belly looks big, and the loose palace dress is propped up with a round silhouette.

Allah held her waist with one hand and led her slowly forward, a position that reappeared after many years.

At that time, they were still two very young milk dolls, about a year old. The two men sat on the soft grassland, surrounded by a fence to prevent them from climbing out.

When Arou was a child, she was fatter than her sister, like a small round ball, white and tender, crawling around, as if she wanted to try to stand up, but when she stood up, she just raised her legs, chirp, fell once, stood up again, raised her legs, chirped, fell again, turned over and over, and the little round ball was full of tears.

Then the doll, who was a little older at the same age, looked at her sister who was crying miserably, put down the toy in her hand, stood up, walked all the way to her, and said the two words she could only say inaccurately: "sister"

Xiao Yuanqiu looked up at her sister who was standing, pursed her lips aggrievedly, and looked like she was about to cry again.

Allah took a few steps forward, steadily, and when he was done, he glanced back at his sister.

Arou tried to stand up like her sister, but her two little fat legs couldn't support her bulging little body at all, so she tried twice, and she was going to cry when she sat down.

Allah walked back, grabbed her sister by the waist, helped her from behind and pushed her forward, and the little round ball cooperated, and later learned to walk with her sister who was the same age as herself.

Just like now, with a round belly in front and her sister in the back, Arou is very secure and habitually dependent.

The grasslands are inland, surrounded by mountains, and the terrain is high and the clouds are thin, and the stars can often be seen at night.

The night breeze of the grassland in autumn blows, bringing the sweet fragrance of osmanthus in the mountains, the residual leaves, and the grass insects.

Now on the mountains of the plains, the air is muddy, the sky is far away, and the galaxy is not as bright as it used to be.

Arou was a little homesick.

"There's a chair over there, let's go and rest."

Allah saw that the time to walk was not short, and helped his sister to walk over.

Ah Rou's stomach was inconvenient, so when she sat down, she first supported the armrest of the chair with her hand, and then sat down slowly.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is warm, Arou closed her eyes comfortably, raised her face to face the sun, and pillowed on her sister's shoulder.

"What do you think?" Allah grabbed her hand and found it a little cold, so he rubbed it in the palm of his hand and reached out to hold him tightly.

Arou turned her head, held her sister's hand and put it on her bulging belly, and asked her: "Sister, the baby is six months old, and I will be able to meet my aunt in three months, he asked me to ask you, have you thought of his name?" ”

Allah smiled, scratched her nose, and said, "Don't you be pregnant and stupid, this is not an ordinary child, even if it is an ordinary family, it is impossible for an aunt to get up, let alone a prince." I, as an aunt, would be good if I could call out the child's name, and I don't have the luxury of naming him, just wait for his father to give him a name. ”

Arou was startled, raised her head and looked at her sister in disbelief, "Sister, what do you mean by this...... Is Feng Qiao able to live until the child is born? Uh-huh-hmm......"

Allah covered Arou with one hand, and looked around vigilantly, "This is not the Lingxi Pavilion, be careful that the wall has ears." ”

"Hmm

After waiting for a while, Arou couldn't help it, and put her head on Ala's shoulder and whispered, "Sister, thank you." ”

Allah glanced down at her, a little puzzled in his eyes.

Ah Rou said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Nameless is very good, more and more like Feng Qiao, sometimes just looking at his back, even I can't recognize whether it is Feng Qi or Nameless." No matter how powerful Feng Qiao is, there are times when he is alone, I believe that as long as you want to do it, you have a great chance of success, I know which is more important, my sister found out, I will not stop you again, I just ask Feng Qiao to look at the child, let my child know that his biological father has seen him hug him and I will be satisfied. I know that you and Nameless have been preparing recently, and I thought that Feng Qiao would not live to have a child born. Thank you, sister. ”

“…… What's this, just take care of yourself, don't think about these things all day long. Allah said, but didn't dare to look Arou's eyes. Allah didn't want to continue talking about this topic, coughed twice to cover it up, and then said on the previous topic: "The big name can't be me, but the small name is mine, I see that he tosses you so much, the only name I can come up with for him is the iron pillar." ”

"Sister!" Arou pretended to be angry and looked at Allah, "Did you name your little nephew like that?" It's so ugly. ”

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I'm done." Allah rubbed her sister's hair and smoothed the fried hair back.

A little snowflake left on the leaves fell, and Ah Rou stretched out her hand and took a piece, but before it fell into the palm of her hand, it melted, and even the water stains evaporated, as if it had never appeared.

Allah's hand rested on his sister's stomach as usual, and his warm palm stroked his bulging belly through the layers of clothing.

The round bulge is very tactile, it used to be so small, how can it be so big so quickly, Allah is marveling at the magic of life, suddenly stunned, shocked The hand on the stomach opened, and looked at his palm stupidly.

He ...... He just ......"

Ah Rou grabbed her hand and put it on her stomach, guiding her to stroke it slowly, and then after a few seconds, she felt a temptation that was not too light, and Ah Rou frowned. In addition to the pain in the eyebrows, there is more of a gentle smile.

Allah hurriedly withdrew his hand, not daring to touch that belly again.

There is nothing wrong with this child's name Iron Pillar, his strength is so great, he must be born like an Iron Pillar.

Such a young child actually made Ala, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, afraid to touch it again.

"It's ......"

Arou's eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle, as if she was holding a pool of deep and warm water, and gently put her sister's hand inside the big ao, "The baby is stretching his fists and feet, and he may feel that his aunt is outside, and he wants to say hello to you." ”

"I don't dare touch him, he's almost kicking his belly open." Allah shook her head, trying to retract her hand.

was dragged by Arou to the belly.

Allah didn't dare to move, for fear of hurting Arou, and listened to Arou while being vigilant about the iron pillar in her stomach.

"Sister, are you sure he kicked it? You touch it again, whether it's kicking or pouting with your ass. A-Niang said that the male doll is beaten out with his fists and feet in the stomach, and the female doll is pouted with her buttocks, I don't know if it's a boy or a girl. If A-Niang is here, she will definitely be able to tell if it is a boy or a girl...... Sister, I miss my mother. I didn't know until I was pregnant that my mother was working so hard, and when she was pregnant with the two of us, she couldn't be tired. Just this little guy in my belly, it's like playing tai chi all day long, making a lot of noise, let alone two, and I don't know how A-Niang survived the ten months at that time......"

The temper of the pregnancy changes quickly, and the little pregnant woman who was smiling and smiling just now with a bright face of maternal love turned red in the blink of an eye, and she was wronged.

Allah hurried to coax.

It's best not to cry when you're pregnant, it's not good for the baby.

At this time, Allah felt the belly under his hand bulge again, and the pointed point was against his palm, Allah quickly withdrew his hand and said with a smile.

"I figured it out, it's a little nephew, just now he used his fists to face me, his strength is not small, his temper is not small, he doesn't follow his mother at all, which little girl will take a fancy to him when he grows up, it's really sad."

As he spoke, he frowned and looked worried.

Arou was amused by her appearance, and tears were still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

It's nice to have a sister.

The afternoon has not yet passed, and the warm sun is like a layer of cotton clothing, and the temperature inside can't come out. The north wind was bitter, the silver-gray clouds were rushing in the sky, the cold snap was rolling, and a heavy snow was brewing.

Allah saw that the weather was not good, and helped his sister to walk back slowly. The two of them talked and laughed, which was in stark contrast to the depressed Heart Nourishing Palace.

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"Huang Yu, wake up, don't sleep, wake up", Feng Qiao shook the shoulder of the person in his arms, and saw that her turquoise eyes opened dimly and glanced at herself, although it was just a glance, Feng Qiao saw something other than the hazy.

One point is cold, two parts pain, three points of grievance, and four points of affection.

He was very distressed to see it.

Feng Qiao shouted softly, when her eyes met Huang Yu's tearful blue eyes, in addition to being distressed, there was an inexplicable embarrassment and weakness in her heart, and she was a little flustered when she saw it.

But before he could say a word, he closed it again.

Huang Yu snorted, and finally opened his eyes, but before he could see what was in front of him, he was dragged unconscious by the nightmare.

This time, the dream is more familiar, and it is very different from the previous one.

It's the same scene you see every day when you can't sleep.

In the empty room, she sat alone on the couch, and the candle flame was too expensive for her to light it.

But the moonlight outside the window was white.

She hunched her legs and stared blankly through the dilapidated window lattice.

Everything was so cold, it was cold outside, it was cold inside the house, it was so cold that I didn't feel my legs and feet, and even if I was wrapped in a thick quilt, I couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

The quilt will not heat up by itself, only the temperature of the person can be warm, but it is also cold on his body, how can he warm the quilt. So the meaning of surrounding the quilt is just to comfort the heart.

The body has been numb from the cold.

It's really cold, much colder than before, there is no smell of people at all, there is no small crisp cough in the side hall, there is not even the sound of wind outside, and there is only the sound of her breathing in the huge dormitory.

This coldness seems to want to freeze her to death.

Huang Yu hooked the corners of her mouth and sneered, but found that even the corners of her mouth were frozen, and she couldn't tell from her appearance that she had just laughed.

The throat was already dry and smoking, and the sneer just now was not without any movement, at least let her know that her lips were chapped. It hurts to pull it.

She moved her tongue, stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips, retracting it, tasting a hint of blood.

It's unpalatable.

Thinking like this, Huang Yu frowned in disgust, got up from the dry and cold bed, and walked to the table to get the dinner that was delivered.

Today's bowl still feels good, the bowl is ripe melons and fruits, it looks very tempting, Huang Yu glanced at it longingly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his throat was scraped by the saliva.

If you don't drink water, your throat will be chapped.

Luckily, today's dinner was not frozen, and it was still in a state of water, and there was no hard ice.

Her rough hands held the bowl of fragrant porridge, and her lips were soaked in the cold winter water.

Why is the water so cold, the entrance is cold and icy, flowing down her throat, she feels frozen inside and out.

The snow outside the door blew through the cracks in the wooden door, blowing the patches on the corners of her skirt.

Why is it so cold this winter?

Her fingers were on the edge of the bowl, and the coldness climbed up from her fingertips, staining her heart white.

It's cold, it's really cold.

She seemed to be alone, standing in the vast wild snow with her head and face, and for the first time she felt the warmth of her family, which was so far away.

"Your Majesty, the concubines really don't know that the group of sluts in the imperial dining room are ruining my sister like this. You said that my sister was a little sick and couldn't eat greasy food, and the concubine thought that if you can't eat greasy food, you must have a bad stomach, so you can't eat food that is not easy to digest, so let the cook in the imperial dining room pay attention, don't put too difficult to digest in the porridge, such as potato mushrooms and water chestnuts, don't put indigestible broccoli and cabbage in stir-frying, the concubine is for the sake of her sister's body, who knows that the group of subordinates misunderstood the meaning of the concubine, so they bullied my sister......"

"Huang Yu is the pearl of the palm of the former left prime minister, and his body is already delicate, how can the left minister be raised well, and such a big palace can't be raised? If it weren't for your permission, how dare they treat the queen badly? Do you have the leisure to care about what Huang Yu can't eat, why don't you even know that she is about to starve to death? What a time for you to be idle. Feng Qiao sneered coldly, got up and brushed aside the hand stretched out by the wind dock.

"Your Majesty...... The Emperor ......"

Feng Wu cried beside him, "My sister doesn't like to eat shiitake mushrooms and water chestnuts, and she can't go out again, so the concubine instructed the imperial dining room not to let these go, the concubine really doesn't know that my sister's situation is so bad, she can't visit during the lockdown, if the concubine knows that her sister is being bullied, she must be the first to save her sister...... Emperor...... My sister is not only the sister of the concubine, but also my master, she is so good to the concubine, how can the concubine take revenge...... The Emperor ......"

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