In the first snow, Chang'an City was snowing, the city was cold and unoccupied, only a few shops were open, and the Sanwang Mansion, which seemed even more bleak, was not popular at the moment.

Most of the servants in the house were dismissed, leaving only an old housekeeper and a mother-in-law. The backyard is overgrown with weeds, and a few begonia trees have sparse flowers.

"Mrs. Wang, the peach cake ordered by the pastry shop on the street is ready." Lin Jiafu sat quietly at the table, dressed simply, and the green silk was simply tied behind with a silver hairpin, but it was also eye-catching without rouge.

"Hey, good girl, I'll get it right away." Wang Po's clothes were also neat, her hair was neatly coiled behind her back, she staggered, and was about to step out of the threshold with her hands behind her back, but Lin Jiafu stopped again, "I'll go with you." ”

Wang Po was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at Lin Jiafu, "Okay." She turned around and stepped into the door again, walked to the wardrobe and took out a few fox fur coats, chattering and chattering, "It's snowing these days, it's a little cold, the girl has to put on one more when she goes out, and there are few things in this palace, so pay attention to keeping warm......"

Lin Jiafu listened to Wang Po's words a little helplessly, and didn't dare not listen, so she let Wang Po drape the big coat on herself, and only went out after wrapping herself tightly. Along the way, around the deserted street, with an oil-paper umbrella to the pastry shop, Lin Jiafu closed the umbrella, gently shook off the snow particles on her shoulders, and Wang Po stepped into the door and shouted at the shopkeeper who was guarding the counter.

"Shopkeeper, I'm here to get the pastries."

"Huh, okay." The shopkeeper looked up and responded, turned around and approached the cabinet, took a bag of peach cakes, and handed it over.

After paying the money, the two of them put up their umbrellas and went out again.

"There are so few people on the streets today." Lin Jiafu twitched her eyes lightly, her voice was a little cold, and the tail note was a little soft and glutinous in the south.

"It's going to be the Lantern Festival in a few days, and the people on the street are busy." Wang Po smiled, seeing the coldness in Lin Jiafu's eyes, and remembered what happened a few months ago, she couldn't help sighing, and said more, "The third prince is guarding the border pass, he should come back in a few days, and when he comes back, we will clean up the palace, and my wife will also cook a few more good dishes, and we will have a good year." ”

"......" Lin Jiafu was stunned for a moment, froze her steps, and a trace of water flashed in her eyes.

I can't wait, like this.

Even if he comes back, how am I going to deal with him?

"Girl?" Seeing that Lin Jiafu's expression was a little stiff, Wang Po thought that she had said something wrong, and was a little flustered.

"It's okay, let's go." Lin Jiafu looked back at the small attic standing by the lake, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly turned her head.

The knobred fingers held the handle of the umbrella trembling slightly.

A little sparkle flashed in the snowy wind.

I read it wrong.

That's tears.

It was night, the cold wind without caring for love crossed every inch of wasteland, the last petal on the begonia tree fell without any concern, the smell of blood in the room gradually spread, a silver knife stained with red, a very deep knife mark on the wrist continued to ooze blood, the ground was bloody, the girl lying on the ground was dressed in a light veil, there was no movement, the thin body bones were slightly arched, like a butterfly fluttering wings on the verge of death, the last bit of life, disappeared.