The Wei State has a long history, among the countries, it is several years earlier than the Li Dynasty, and the Changqing Palace has been repaired several times and the palace has been newly built in the hands of the Wei Emperors of the previous dynasties, and it has been a hundred years old in the hands of the emperor Wen Chengxian of this dynasty. The architectural style of the Wei State is not as fond of colorful and colorful as the Li Dynasty, pay attention to details, the porch beams and columns are carved and decorated, here maintains a kind of solemnity all the year round, the wood and stone are all made of large materials, and the color is mostly deep and steady, only the bronze gilt top dedicated to the emperor's family silently announces the world, the noble identity of this towering evergreen palace.

At this moment, Murong Zihua was sitting in a clean small courtyard in the Evergreen Palace, looking at the churning flames in the brazier in front of him, the red color that appeared from time to time on the Qingrui charcoal, and his face was unconcealably solemn. Just came from the news of Fujian, at his wedding ceremony in the Aoyuan, Concubine Zhen was nowhere to be found, failed to attend, the King of Min suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma, and the Li Dynasty and Princess Yao Jin, who was supposed to appear, actually only sent her personal palace maid to perform the wedding ceremony, but she herself did not enter the territory of Fujian at all, and was still in the area of Caiyun City. On the other hand, on the side of the Li Dynasty, such a big thing happened, and there was no reaction at all, there was no national letter of accountability, no people were sent to go, and Emperor Li seemed to be really like a splash of water on this pearl in his palm, and he didn't ask.

Where did the concubine go...... The king of him...... Murong Zihua suddenly felt uneasy, although he guessed that his mother was likely to avoid being held accountable for her son's failure to attend the wedding, and it was impossible for King Min to hurt her, but there were so many situations at once-and that cunning Yao Jin! Thinking of this girl, he couldn't help but be annoyed in his heart, she dared to send a maid to the wedding on her behalf, and Ah Jing didn't send him a message, and Bacheng was also calculated by this woman.

"Mr. Hua, are you there?"

There was a careful inquiry from the eunuch outside the courtyard gate, Murong Zihua took a deep breath, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Here, come in." ”

"The emperor invited Mr. to the Long Bell Tower. ”

Murong Zihua was stunned: "Long Bell Tower?"

"Exactly," the little eunuch said respectfully: "The emperor is in a very good mood today, and he is enjoying the scenery on the long bell tower at the moment, and the special servant came to invite Mr. ”

"Although there is no wind today, the sky is green and white, and there must be a snow not far away. I'll take a medicine sachet and I'll go with you. ”

"Yes, the minions are waiting here. ”

But in a moment, Murong Zihua put on a plain white cloak and went to the long bell tower. Because he had climbed nine floors in a row to reach the top of the building, when he walked to Emperor Wei's side, he couldn't help but breathe a little.

"This nine-story long bell is not easy to walk, and Mr. Look, his face is a little red, presumably usually, he rarely exercises. Emperor Wei smiled and pointed to the east, "That is the green mountain of my Wei country, where you can see it is the most magnificent, what does Mr. think?"

Murong Zihua took out the hand stove and presented it to Emperor Wei, while looking at the Qingling, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "Although Qingling is beautiful and magnificent, Zixu looks at it, but it has a different feeling. ”

Emperor Wei looked at him and said strangely, "What's the difference?"

Zixu only saw that in the sky over there, the sky was white and blue, and it seemed that it was going to snow. ”

"Hahahaha," Emperor Wei touched the stove and shook his head: "Mr. is wrong, it is the color of Qingling reflecting the sky, not snow." ”

Murong Zihua smiled and bowed his head and stopped talking. After a moment, Emperor Wei suddenly asked, "Sir, have you seen this snowy scene in the north?"

"Back to the emperor, Zixu has seen it in the snow mountain. ”

"Have you been to Snow Mountain, what year did you go?" Emperor Wei's face moved slightly, and he glanced at Murong Zihua.

"About five or six years ago, I wanted to look for the rumored snow lotus, but unfortunately the snow-capped mountain was white, although it was magnificent, but there was nothing but snow. ”

"Nothing but snow...... Yes, what else but snow? There is nothing left......" Emperor Wei seemed to mutter, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the endless green mountains in the distance, and a shining light suddenly appeared in his eyes, making this gloomy emperor with gray hair and perennial scheming suddenly become younger, as if he had returned to the time when he was handsome and heroic in his youth. Emperor Wei showed a strange expression on his face, as if his face was flushed after being drunk, but his eyes were blazing, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, "When I was young, who didn't love mountains and rivers." But people, they have to return to this world, no matter how beautiful people are, no matter how good the scenery is, no matter how strong the affection, in the end they will all return to dust, and the earth will return to the earth—don't you say, Mr. Hua?"

Murong Zihua bowed slightly, "What the emperor said is extremely true, but the emperor is the Son of Heaven, so naturally he can't be vulgarized." ”

Emperor Wei smiled as if he didn't care, and then stopped talking to Murong Zihua, just looked into the distance, the green mountains and mist, the vast world, no one knew what this seemingly generous and generous, but deep and unfathomable emperor, was thinking.

It's May, and it's the warmest time of year in many places. However, the Great Wei is located in the north, and most of the twelve months of the year are unusually cold, and May is the beginning of the gradual recovery of the cold after the short spring in Fujian. The first snow in May was not much different from Murong Zihua's prediction, and finally came quietly on May 15. From the beginning of the evening until the next morning, the goose feathers and heavy snow all night, the entire Evergreen Palace seems to have become a snow castle, the palace with straight outer walls and no cornices, the tall pines and cypresses, and the holly that is neatly trimmed, this already majestic and solemn palace city is even more arrogant and cold at this moment, if there are no palace people who are on duty to clean up the snow on various roads, Murong Zihua even feels that this is almost, it is an empty city.

At this moment, he stood on a small path in the palace, looking up at the purple gold hall with white marble as the bottom and standing high, which was the most majestic building of the Evergreen Palace, the emperor's hall. It was from that purple gold hall that that person stepped on the corpse and blood of the entire Snow Clan step by step, and walked to the supreme position. And one day, he will also step on that person's corpse and blood and walk into that position - Murong Zihua suddenly felt a chill and piercing, and without realizing it, Yao Jin's face appeared in front of him: her long hair was like a waterfall, her eyes were starry, like the morning sun, and she said to him angrily: You remember, everything I Yao Jin promised you today will be repaid in the future!

Yes, I will pay it back. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh when he thought of another person waiting for him to "pay off his debts". At this time, a little eunuch who came from nowhere stumbled all the way and crashed into Murong Zihua's body at once.