Gao Changjun's heart was so painful that he was about to suffocate, suddenly as if he was soaked in ice water, and suddenly as if he was fried in a blazing fire. She couldn't help but raise her head to look at Yuan Xiu, her throat choked, tears like a spring, crying silently.

Yuan Xiu was also looking down at her. His eyes were fierce, and his joy and sorrow were inexplicable. He is also stubborn by nature, born as a man, and the emperor of the Great Wei, he naturally stands up to the sky and the earth, and never shows weakness. But today he showed his weak side in front of her. It's not his weakness, it's his hopeless helplessness. And it was her father who caused all this.

Yuan Xiu's chest was itching. He finally couldn't help but slowly lean over and stretch out his hand. His fingers trembled slightly, and he caressed her cheek very slowly, very gently, and helped her wipe away her tears.

"Your Majesty!" Gao Changjun suddenly leaned forward, opened his arms to hug Yuan Xiu's legs, buried his head in his wide robe, and cried bitterly.

Her heart ached like a knife. She has made a choice, and she will not change. Providence is so, maybe giving up is his best protection. And at this moment, she clearly knew that his life was more important to her than anything else.

Yuan Xiu turned his back and closed his eyes, tears streaming down. Finally, he leaned over again and lifted Gao Changjun up from the ground with great gentleness. The two looked at each other with teary eyes, but neither of them spoke. Or is there really nothing left to say. After a long time, Yuan Xiu lowered his head and gently touched Gao Changjun's hair, forehead, and cheeks with his lips......

The snow melted, and the sun was about to rise, but it was dark before.

Yuan Xiu woke up from the darkness, and he knew that the sky was about to dawn. It's like I had a good dream last night, but a dream is a dream after all. If it's a dream, you will always wake up. He couldn't see Gao Changjun's face clearly at this time, so he could only hug her in his arms with infinite nostalgia. After this moment, it may be separation.

In the darkness, a long, clear pipa sound suddenly came from outside the window, piercing the night sky like lightning. The music is slow and desolate. Yuan Xiu's heart trembled, as if he had heard an urging order. Before dawn, his heart had to wake up first.

"Sadness and peace, drive the horse into the clouds. The Yin Mountain is often obscure and snowy, and the barren pine has no wind. The singing came from afar, and it was extremely clear. There was an indescribable desolation and loneliness in this voice.

Yuan Xiu hugged Gao Changjun tightly, as if he was afraid that this would be the moment of separation. If he is really the emperor of Great Wei, if he can really call the wind and rain, he is willing to exchange for eternity at this moment.

In the garden, in the Cuiyun Pavilion, Yuan Mingyue put down the pipa and walked to the window, the sky was still dark and unrecognizable. She didn't know where Yuan Xiu was last night without asking. It's just that she is as desperate and helpless as he is.

It's dawn. Bright, dazzling sunlight shone on the Prime Minister's Mansion. The long strings of ice in the corners of the eaves gradually melted in the sunlight, and the water droplets fell to the ground one after another, as if playing a cheerful music. The original thick layer of snow covering the soil is slowly melting, and the fresh smell of the earth is spreading. And the very light, very pale yellow-green layer under the snow, as if in a hurry to explain something.

At dawn, when the snow melts, the weather is exceptionally cold, but the air is sweet and fresh. Gao Cheng, the current lord of the Prime Minister's Mansion, is dancing a sword in the courtyard. He only wore a very thin white hakama, which gave him a bit of elegance. And the hair is tied very casually, slightly crooked, so that the elegance is mixed with another bit of uninhibitedness.

The young woman in the corridor stood still, focused only on him. Since the prime minister and the princess went to Jinyang, the number of such women in this mansion has gradually increased. Because the princess Feng Yi, the princess of the prince, is still young, so it is not a big deal for the prince to have a few concubines. The Wang family, who is standing here at this moment, is one of them.

Wang was reluctant to look away from his eyes. is used to seeing the other side of the world, and the current gentleness and elegance, heroic posture is something she has never seen. He is light and agile, calm and decisive, and he is also a general who overcomes obstacles on the battlefield. Wang was immersed in his own imagination, and he didn't understand what it was like at this moment when the prince with his eyebrows as moist as heaven and man descended to earth was between white blades and red blood, whether he was as ruthless and domineering as the legend.

A wisp of flute came from a short distance. The Wang family escaped to prestige, only heavy high walls, deep courtyards, and nothing could be seen. And the prince Gao Cheng was still dancing the sword with undiminished interest, and he didn't hear the flute at all. Wang secretly thought in his heart that it must be the princess playing the flute. Because the sound of the flute came from the courtyard where the prince used to live when he was married. She rarely saw the princess, only that she was still young and knew that she was the princess of the Wei family. The princess stayed at home, and the prince rarely visited her, and he didn't seem to take her very seriously.

The sound of the flute is from nothing, from shallow to deep, from low to high, from monotonous to wisp...... Gao Cheng finally heard it, and he swung his sword like a rainbow in the sound of the flute, and the sword light flashed like snowflakes. Listen carefully, the sound of the flute is still childish, but extremely crisp and pleasant. Sometimes lively, sometimes willful, sometimes cheerful, sometimes light, like a little girl.

Gao Cheng suddenly raised his hand and threw the sword to the attendant who was standing on the side, and at the same time ordered, "You go back." Before the words fell, the people had gone away. Only then did Wang understand that the prince was telling her. hurriedly answered the order, and then watched Gao Cheng's back disappear before going back to his house.

It's almost a paradise, and it's hardly tawky and tacky. Gao Cheng had forgotten that there was still his concubine Feng Yi and Princess Yuan Zhonghua living here. He was the one who held her in custody. And at this moment, it is Yuan Zhonghua who is standing under the tree and playing the flute.

A yard of plum blossoms blooms all over the sky. It's not a red plum, it's not a white plum, it's a rare green plum. This small courtyard is like a smoke and fog, like a fairyland. Yuan Zhonghua didn't know that someone had come in, and he was concentrating on playing. Her hair was loose and she wore nothing but a thin white shirt and a grass-colored skirt. Gao Cheng stood quietly behind her, looking at the back that was both familiar and unfamiliar. At this time, a green plum suddenly fell from the tree, which was falling on Yuan Zhonghua's shoulder, and on the side of her hair, it complemented her black hair.

Yuan Zhonghua seemed to sense someone behind him, stopped playing, and slowly turned around. I was obviously surprised to see Gao Cheng standing behind her. blurted out, "Why is the prince here?" ”

Gao Cheng said angrily, "I am the lord of the mansion, and I can go wherever I want." He walked over, "Let you learn the rules of the princess, why do you still talk to me like this?" ”

Yuan Zhonghua didn't feel that he was wrong, and stubbornly turned his head slightly sideways, refusing to look at him again.

Gao Cheng walked up to her, took her hand very naturally, and finally softened his tone, "Why are your hands so cold?" ”

Yuan Zhonghua wanted to withdraw his hand in anger, but he was still held tightly by Gao Cheng.

Ah Jiao and other maids heard the voice, and they came out to greet the prince. Seeing this scene, he didn't dare to say more.

Gao Cheng couldn't help but say that he picked up Yuan Zhonghua and walked towards the house, "You don't want to see me, and you don't have to care about yourself so much." His tone was full of indifference, as if Yuan Zhonghua really didn't want to see him, he didn't care.

Yuan Zhonghua let him hold him and didn't say a word.

Gao Cheng came out of the house, and Ah Jiao also followed.

"Is Your Highness always so sullen?" Gao Cheng stood in the courtyard and asked curiously while looking at the green plum blossoms.

"It's been like this since I was grounded by the Son. His Royal Highness always looks forward to the return of the prime minister and the princess soon. Ah Jia replied.

"Why?" Gao Cheng blurted out.

Ah Jiao seemed to be embarrassed and hesitated to say it.

Gao Cheng suddenly figured it out, and suddenly the anger in his heart jumped up. Just as he was about to say something, the courtyard door opened, and an attendant hurriedly entered, walked up to Gao Cheng and replied, "Lord Lang, Cui Jishu, who joined the army, is here." ”

Gao Cheng waved his hand impatiently and motioned for him to go down.

He was silent for a moment, and when he saw that the room was quiet, he finally calmly instructed Ah Jiao, "Follow Your Highness well, I will come to see her when I have time." ”

Cui Jishu was waiting in the room where Gao Cheng was discussing politics with others at the moment. The room was warm, but Cui Jishu didn't know whether it was because he was fat and afraid of heat, or because the spring letter had arrived and the season had changed, so he felt anxious. I was in a hurry when I heard the sound of the door being pushed. When I raised my eyes, I saw Gao Cheng coming in. Hurriedly greeted him and shouted, "Shizi".

"Why don't you go into the palace, what are you doing here early in the morning?" Gao Cheng was still wearing the hakama, but his hair was a little messy.

Seeing that his face sank like water, Cui Jishu thought that he had disturbed the good dreams of his son. He also knows that the son of the world is different now, and he has a lot of favors. So he first waved a stroke and said, "That dancing girl from General Sun Teng's family ......"

"If I follow you on weekdays, you won't take me seriously, will you?" Gao Cheng suddenly interrupted him and became furious.

Cui Jishu was stunned. He didn't understand it, and he felt like it was talking about him and not like he was talking about him. How could he dare not take the son of the world in his eyes?

"Say! What exactly are you here to do? Gao Cheng shouted angrily.

"Shizi, I came from the palace." Cui Jishu replied cautiously.

Cui Jishu replied to the whereabouts of Emperor Yuan Xiu after Gao Cheng left last night until this morning. As he spoke, he looked at Gao Cheng cautiously. He knew that the son of the world was also in a complicated mood now. The relationship between the queen Gao Changjun and the sister of the prince is extremely deep, and he categorically does not want Gao Changjun to be injured in the middle. But he was deeply afraid that the queen would accept it on the surface, but in fact, she would secretly help Yuan Xiu.

Gao Cheng was furious after hearing this. He ...... he was about to say something, but suddenly stopped. Of course, it goes without saying who this "he" refers to. Cui Jishu naturally understands.

"Shizi, now Jinyang has been pacified. The prime minister's remark about moving the capital was at the right time. Cui Jishu reminded.

Gao Cheng suddenly remembered that he had told his father about it that day. He didn't speak, but his mind spun quickly. At the end of the Han Dynasty, Cao Cao took Ye as the capital, revitalized the Han Dynasty, and coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes. On the Tongque platform, on the bank of the Zhanghe River, the Han family declined, and the Cao family prospered.

"Ye Cheng ......" he blurted out as he pondered. Okay, then you will follow me into the palace and present it to the Son of Heaven to discuss this matter. With that, he turned and walked outside. On the other hand, he instructed, "Let Sun Teng send a letter to the prime minister, and the prophet will meet the prime minister." ”