Xia Liguo, the sixth year of the dynasty, the end of winter.

The branches that had been covered by the winter snow for a long time trembled slightly, and finally raised their heads a little, but the steep wind still carried a bit of the cold of winter, blowing people's hearts slightly.

Outside the corridor, there was a graceful woman standing in one place like a fairy.

The purple palace dress is luxurious and magnificent, the hair is raised high and the bun is coiled behind her head, and the green finch hairpin is faintly submerged, although she does not have any makeup on her face, it is still the best color between this side of the world.

The woman was alone, her clothes were a little dirty, her white knuckles were buckled into the railing, and she looked at the howling wind outside, and for a while, she coughed violently—a few wisps of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

The cold wind paved the surface, blowing the dead leaves all over the ground, and also messed up the meticulous bun, and the wisps fell in the cold wind like flying, and the woman stood quietly at that end, her thinness at the moment was actually integrated with the palace with red walls and green tiles.

It seemed that there was a rustling sound coming from the bushes, and perhaps the hibernating creatures could not withstand the cold wind, and reluctantly moved their bodies to dodge......

When Xuanyue devoured the last of the brightness in the palace, this place seemed to become a silent graveyard, without any life and no hope

Wish.

"It's going to snow again......"

The woman's faint words floated in the air, inaudible.

But when she said this, it had an inexplicable meaning.

She is the honorable queen of Xia Liguo, the eldest daughter of the General's Mansion, and the most beloved niece of Prime Minister Shen Cheng

pampered in one, aroused the envy of thousands of people, but still did not end well...... Qingmu.

She didn't dare to forget everything that had happened in the past few days.

Until now, she still remembered the touch of warm blood spraying on her face, it was the middle of the night in Fengqi Palace, she fell to her knees in embarrassment, wearing only plain clothes, and the man next to her had been slashed under the random knife and lost his breath.

Blood blurred her sight, but she couldn't care about it, she wanted to explain to the Ninety-Five, but he didn't pay attention to it at all,

He had forgotten about his past, and even in the end, his sword fell on her neck.

"Qingmu! You make me feel sick! The disgust in his eyes was so undisguised that he even pushed the knife back in

Divide.

The blood is full of pain!

But it's far from the pain in my heart.

Qing Mu felt for the first time that death was so close to him!

"No, not such an emperor! The concubine also just woke up! The concubine didn't know this man at all! Emperor! Your Majesty, you must

Discerning!" She shook her head over and over again, justifying, but only the emperor's indifferent sneer was in response.

Yes, how could he believe it!

In the dignified queen's bedroom, there will be a naked man lying at midnight! He saw everything in his eyes, how could he possibly believe it

A word of their own!

Qing Mu has always known about these tricks in the deep palace, but she has never disdained them, but she didn't expect that the people who are in the trap today will be

Then you will become yourself!

Qing Mu looked at the emperor's side - his own good sister, who had always followed behind him with elder sisters and elder sisters, at this moment, he couldn't hide the mockery in his eyes.

It's really ironic, until today, I didn't know that she still had such a side.

Clear and beautiful, looking forward to life, it is really looking back and smiling, and the six palaces have no color.

Her Hua Tian is particularly good-looking, dressed in goose yellow palace clothes, standing beside the emperor, she is more like a queen than her!

Qingcheng! Qingcheng!

She lived this name side after side in her mouth, and the crystal under her eyes finally couldn't help but burst out of her eyes!

It can be said that Qing Mu, who was born with a golden spoon, has never relied on her identity to treat this sister-in-law a little bit, and there are any good things that will leave her the most chic, but I didn't expect that the person who has always called her sister sweetly has now grown into a completely strange appearance to herself!

Has Qingcheng changed, or is this what she really looks like?!

Qing Mu suddenly felt tired, and even the strength to argue was gone, since he couldn't listen to any of his defenses, then why did she waste her efforts!

Under the emperor's gaze, Qing Mu straightened her spine, moved slowly, and slowly took off the wrench that symbolized the queen's back, and with a crisp ding, she put it on the ground.

She invited herself to the cold palace.

There is no need to wait for him to speak, she will give up this back position herself.

Her heart was like a cold wind whistling like falling into an ice cellar.

Overnight, she fell from the clouds, and the slaves and maids who had flattered her had now avoided her like snakes and scorpions, and the only thing that visited her humble house was the winter wind, which still did not stop at this moment.

Only this coldness reminded herself that she was still a flesh and blood individual at this moment.

But speaking of which, it is not without people who have visited the cold palace these days, and the day before, the palace people with good things walked in front of her sarcastically and brought the news of her father's rebellion.

Father rebellion?

Oh, Qing Mu originally thought that this should be a pair that would never be in a relationship in this life, but he didn't expect that strange things really happen every year.

But despite this, she still didn't believe it.

She understands her father, his support and care for the royal family, he will never allow him to do such a rebellious thing, he has thousands of rebellions, and even the opportunity to ascend the throne, but for the sake of the new emperor, he gave up one by one, if he has the heart of rebellion, then where will there be the current royal family?

It's really a ridiculous frame, Qing Mu took a deep breath, and her knuckles fell into her palm again, she clearly knew that it was her father who was involved.

Someone just came to preach the holy decree, saying that her father had been beheaded at the noon gate today, and her heart was like a withered heart, and she didn't even have a wave.

Her heart was broken, and she knew that she was going to accompany her father after all.

"Niangniang, don't worry, the emperor still hasn't disposed of you, which means that he still has you in his heart, in time, in time......"

What will be the time of day? This lie can't even be woven by the maid Hongxiu, but fortunately, now, the maid who has been with her for 20 years is still with her.

"The emperor has arrived—"

Xiao Huangmen's singing interrupted Qing Mu's wry smile, and in the next moment, there was finally a little fluctuation in her calm eyes like Gu Tan, she took Hongxiu's hand and moved a few steps to the side, she saw the hem of his bright yellow clothes, and the next moment, his whole person appeared in front of her.

It's just like in my memory, but it's getting more and more ...... Spirited.

How is he doing?