February in the world is supposed to be the season of spring flowers, but this year's snow has been falling, sprinkling, dancing in the air, unrestrained.

Earlier today, Liang Chenyue put on a coat and walked in the courtyard, the three thousand green silks were not restrained, and poured down obediently, looking carefully, her face became more pale. I still remember that when she first returned to the palace, although her face was not dark, it was darker than Wan Yan Jin's complexion, and she was doing tasks in the wind and rain all year round, her skin was very rough, and she was not like ordinary girls who didn't know how to take care of it. After returning to the palace, although she didn't take much care of it, she rarely got exposed to wind and rain, and after a while, her skin was actually very well maintained, at least she no longer felt rough. In winter, there is always a constant snowfall, and it is difficult to see the shadow of the sun, and it is difficult to keep it from white.

The snow did not fall much, but there was a wind, blowing gently, and the wind mixed with the snow fell on her body, on the placket of her clothes, and gradually dissolved. Liang Chenyue closed her eyes, letting some biting wind blow across her face, at this moment, she felt extremely awake from body to heart.

The colder some people are, the weaker their brain's ability to think, and even appear extremely sluggish when thinking about some questions. But Liang Chenyue is the opposite, when her limbs are frozen and stiff, her brain is more awake. Taking advantage of this moment of tranquility, she completely relaxed, carefully recounted what had happened recently, and put herself in her shoes to think about what she should do next.

Qin Qiao'er, who had just gotten up in the house, found that Liang Chenyue was gone, and her heart panicked violently, until she saw Liang Chenyue standing at the door safely. Then he frowned again, went back to the house, took another coat and handed it to Liang Chenyue.

Liang Chenyue was interrupted and opened her eyes, Qin Qiao'er in front of her had a stinky face, staring at Liang Chenyue angrily, she was not as tall as Liang Chenyue, at most it was just under her ears, and when she raised her head and stared at Liang Chenyue, it inexplicably made people feel interesting.

"You're still laughing! When is this happening, you are not well, can you go to the house and have a good rest? Qin Qiao'er's good-looking eyebrows were about to wrinkle together, and she stared at Liang Chenyue with a puffed face. But although she complained in her mouth, she didn't forget to put on a thicker fox fur coat for Liang Chenyue.

Liang Chenyue chuckled, her eyes fell on the snowflakes in the sky, and suddenly, she stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake the size of a fingernail, and was about to take a look, but it was melted by the temperature in her hand, and when she arrived, there was only a pool of water that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Liang Chenyue raised her head, and the snowflakes were still flying, dancing in the air in various postures, fluttering with the wind, and finally falling to the ground. There was still a little bit just about to float into Liang Chenyue's eyes, she subconsciously closed her eyes, and the starry snowflakes were stained on her slightly thick eyelashes, and with the slight movement of her eyes, it was like a white * that stopped on the stamens and flew up.

"Qiao'er, it's snowing again, is the snow going to keep falling this year?" Liang Chenyue murmured softly, her distant gaze didn't know where to fall, her hand didn't know when to caress her still flat abdomen, at that moment, her slightly bleak eyes became soft, as if the first rays of spring sunshine sprinkled on the heart, warming people's hearts.

Qin Qiao'er's gaze has been falling on Liang Chenyue's hand, she has a pair of big and round eyes, clear like a mountain stream, but at this moment she is full of sorrow, sometimes in a trance, sometimes like a nightmare awake, nervously looking at Liang Chenyue's expression, until she is sure that she has no unusual emotions, her heart can be stabilized.

During these days, she and Liang Chenyue were facing each other day and night, she watched Liang Chenyue become more and more depressed, watching her lose her concentration every time she stared at the distance, her eyes gradually became thick with sadness, and then she didn't know why she suddenly came back to her senses, her hand involuntarily stroked her abdomen, and her eyes were covered by a strong love. She was sad and annoyed in her eyes. How many times she tried to comfort her, but in the end, she could only stop talking.

Maybe she will be sorry for her after all, sorry for her sincere dedication to her. But if she could choose, she wouldn't be willing to hurt her. Her humble identity can only be at the mercy of others as a pawn, even if it is something she is unwilling to do, she is not allowed to refuse.

"Perhaps, the snow won't stop this year..."Qin Qiao'er didn't answer her, but Liang Chenyue answered by herself. She turned around and saw Qin Qiao'er staring straight at her, this appearance seemed to have been maintained for a long time, and when she turned around, she didn't see her come back to her senses. Liang Chenyue's heart flashed with uneasiness, her brows furrowed, and when she wanted to say something, she saw Qin Qiao'er immediately turn around and said in surprise: "By the way, I should go to the kitchen to get breakfast, if I go late, I won't be able to get anything." Chenyue, you wait for me here first. ”

After Qin Qiao'er finished speaking, she went into the house and took out an oil-paper umbrella, told Liang Chenyue not to blow the wind, and then left the small courtyard in a hurry.

Liangchen Yue was full of doubts, was she dazzled? She obviously saw that Qin Qiao'er's eyes were full of tears, her teeth were clenched, she obviously didn't want to cry, the tears in her eyes seemed to have endured for a long time, and she was still rolling in her eyes when she was about to burst the embankment.

Many years later, when Liang Chenyue remembered this scene again, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The snow has been drifting that year, and there is no idea of stopping. I've been wondering when it's going to stop, but it keeps going down..."

The snow she had been longing for for a long time was falling all day long, and it froze the peach tree in the small yard that could not see a single leaf. This year, the peach blossoms in Bianjing will not bloom again, because they have frozen to death in the extremely cold spring before they can sprout.

Wan Yan Jin completely imprisoned her here, it has been several days, she has not gone out, she doesn't know what is happening outside, and naturally she can't see Mo Bing and Mu Yun. She sometimes wonders, and she doesn't know how they're doing, if they will also know about her. But soon I figured it out again, before this, her health was not very good, and several of them took over all the work, and it is estimated that they still think she is on vacation.

It is only when people lose their freedom that they desire to go outside, even if it is just to see different landscapes. Liang Chenyue didn't know many people, and the only people who could be named were a few people. The place she really likes is this small courtyard, she doesn't have so many places she wants to go to, if she has to say a location, it is probably Mrs. Chen on Chengnan Street, it will soon be the end of the month, and March will come soon, and Mrs. Chen is estimated to move to Los Angeles.

She really regretted not going to see it again, and now it was probably not easy for her to leave the palace.

These few days seem to be extraordinarily long, in the past few days, she has not seen Yan Jin again, Mu Qingcheng has not come back, except for Qin Qiao'er, who can be seen every day, everyone else seems to have disappeared. She really wanted to know why Wan Yan Jin was holding her, she had been thinking about this question for the past few days, but she hadn't found a suitable answer, was it really like Mu Chengcheng said, was it protecting her in another way?

Even if Liang Chenyue no longer has a face and no matter how shameless she is, she always understands her position in Yan Jin's heart. In the words he said when he introduced her to Mu Tingcheng, she was just a new killer. If you stick to your relatives a little more, it's just a killer with some friendships.

Things didn't go according to what she envisioned, she originally wanted to reveal the news to Mu Tingcheng, according to Mu Tingcheng's temperament, she would definitely tell Yan Jin about this matter, and add fuel to the distorted facts, which also happened to her heart. But what she never expected was that Wan Yanjin would imprison her instead of driving her out of the palace as she thought.

Whether it was the complete change of Liang Chenyue's image in Wan Yan Jin's heart ten years ago, or her misbehaving as Wan Yan Jin's subordinate now, any reason was enough for Wan Yan Jin to dislike her to the point of being completely disgusted, didn't he always dislike her by his side? She knew his past, the past that she regarded as a treasure and that Yan Jin hated and could not forget. It wasn't the best time, and he had a good reason to let her go.

In the tortuous vermilion corridor, a lonely figure stands in it, as if the wind and snow can't blow down, the hair is long to the waist, and the frozen pale face can't see a little blood, but the inky black eyes are as unswerving as they are for ten years, and they slowly turn around and disappear at the end of the corridor.

Not long after, Qin Qiao'er opened the door and entered the small courtyard with a food box in her hand, and she was particularly apprehensive in her heart. She forced herself to calm down many times in the yard, but the tears were connected into a line, dripping down the thin layer of snow on the ground, and the warm breath instantly became extremely cold.

She knelt down on the snow, put the food box aside, covered her mouth with both hands, and didn't let herself make a sound, but her heart was already flooded with turbulent waves, and she didn't seem to feel the coldness coming from the snow at all, and the flesh and blood of distress were blurred. She had no choice but to make this decision, although she had already thought about everything, but her heart still hurt so much, like pressing a sandbag, she couldn't get out of breath.

The snow soon spread a thin layer on her, and her shattered heart calmed down completely, and her frozen stiff hands wiped away the tears that seemed to have dried on her face. Standing up cautiously with her hands on the ground, she suddenly slipped on her feet and almost fell on the spot, but fortunately only stumbled a little. By the time she patted the snowflakes off her body and picked up the food box, her face had calmed down.