It was a courtyard much smaller than Tonghua Palace, and there was only a withered southern yew in the courtyard, which was lovesick with the cold wind in the twilight color.

The courtyard was lonely, and it was even more bleak in the howling north wind.

In the house of the small courtyard, there is a woman dressed in white, and the white clothes are dotted with plums, but they are also lifelike, and there are a little dots of scenery.

It's just that the harem is bitter, and the woman's face, which was originally a country and a city, has been a little yellow, just like the southern yew in the courtyard, which seems to be able to grow strong in the cold winter, but it has actually withered.

Ji Yu stood at the door of the small courtyard with his hands in his hands, looking at the woman, and the feeling in his heart was a little indescribable.

That woman didn't have much to do with him, but because he inherited the memories of the original owner of this body, he had a deep relationship, and it could be said that he was the stranger he was most familiar with.

Once an assassin assassinated, he closed his eyes and breathed three breaths, then calculated the passage of the Son of Heaven, and then invited you into the urn.

Now he just pondered and deduced the woman's fate, in which cause and effect, he knew seven, seven, seven, eight, eight.

Some things cannot be changed after all, and some things cannot be violated after all.

The woman in the hut, her eyes lost her lustre, her eyes were empty, holding a rag doll that was not too big or small, humming a ballad with a very familiar rhyme of Ji Yu, both stupid and stupid, like a resentful couple.

Or perhaps, this woman has been a resentful couple for a lifetime?

Familiar pictures can always break through the dust and let those unpleasant and even painful memories come out.

It's like a seed that breaks through the soil, takes root, sprouts, and thrives, rendering a full house of green.

Ling Yue's mood was extremely bad, and her originally gentle and fiery heart gradually became cold, as if it was blood and fire, so that she had to remember those things she had forgotten.

However, there are some things that should not be forgotten.

Thinking about something, Ling Yue couldn't help but turn her head to look at Ji Yu, wanting to see what kind of expression and mentality Ji Yu was in the face of this situation.

I saw that the young man was standing in the cold wind with his hands in his hands, in the small courtyard, under the southern yew, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and there was no expression on his face.

faded the clouds, faded the time, and faded the wind and moon.

How did he manage to be so calm?

Didn't he hate the man who sent his biological mother to the cold palace at all?

Does he not want to change his biological mother's current situation at all?

Ling Yue was very puzzled, it was hard for her to imagine that a person could do this, even if she started to forge her sword heart now, and then remembered those dusty past events in the years, she would still have some emotions after all.

Such as anger, such as unwillingness, such as hatred.

But on Ji Yu's face, eyes, and even in her heart, she couldn't feel anything, she only felt a summer breeze and the tranquility of the winter twilight snow, could this be the legendary Dao Heart Qingning?

Ji Yu glanced deeply at the woman in the hut who seemed to be a resentful couple, and then turned around and left, without much nostalgia.

The little eunuch only felt that this person was so cold-blooded.

Lingyue, on the other hand, was puzzled.

Walking in the cold palace is like walking in the depths of winter.

In the end, it is too a place of resentment, cold and deserted, solemn and disturbing, and not suitable for cultivators and warriors to come often.

When they arrived outside the small courtyard, Ji Yu suddenly found that next to their carriage and horses, there was another carriage, purple gold and jade, which was unspeakably expensive.

In the palace, there are very few people who can ride this carriage and horse, but there are only a few hands.

However, Ji Yu really didn't know which nobleman in the palace had such a relationship with his closest relative in the cold palace, otherwise how could this close relative in the cold palace end up in such a field?

It was a young eunuch who drove the car, Ji Yu had never seen it, but Ling Yue knew.

It is Zhang Shan in the Liuli Palace.

Zhang Shan put down the horsewhip, then got up and opened the curtain, and helped one of the beauties and a girl to carefully get out of the carriage.

That beauty Ji Yu has seen that when he was just reborn into this body, he took off the brocade mink to drive away the cold for him, but did not say a word to him, the favorite concubine of the Son of Heaven is this woman, Liu Guifei.

I'd rather be cold than strip myself, in order to prove to Your Majesty that this son is useless and can be discarded and punished?

If you don't talk to yourself, is it because it's not worth saying anything to the dead?

Thinking of this beauty's pitiful and sympathetic appearance in front of the Son of Heaven that day, Ji Yu felt a little disgusted.

There is no skin, and the heart is like a poisonous scorpion, so it is better to be!

As for the girl beside that beauty, Ji Yu is more familiar.

This person is the imperial sister who suffered a lot in the celebrant for him, Ji Qianyun.

Ji Qianyun's face is a little similar to Ji Yu, but I don't know if it is the harsh living environment of the celebrant eunuch, this girl's skin is dry and yellow, and that face is not even more beautiful.

It's like one of those palace maids who has been tortured and lives in the lowest echelons of the palace.

Something tugged at the heartstrings, pulled up a little throbbing, and flowed through the heart.

Ji Yu raised his eyebrows and walked in front of Liu Guifei, without luggage.

Liu Guifei looked kind, and said with a smile: "You sisters and brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, it's time to talk about it, I'll go see your mother first." ”

Ji Yu said calmly: "I'm here to find you!"

Liu Guifei's heart trembled, she was a little uncomfortable with a teenager who was more than ten years old being so calm in front of her, that feeling, just like what she was facing, was not a teenager who had never been in the world, but a powerful person who was always in control of the situation.

"Oh?" Despite the uneasiness in her heart, Liu Guifei still looked directly at the young man and asked puzzledly.

Ji Yu touched the bracelet on his right wrist: "Help me take care of the imperial sister." ”

Concubine Liu Guifei was stunned, and then smiled kindly: "That's natural, Concubine Mei and I are like sisters, you two are like my children, taking care of it is my business." ”

Ji Yu said: "You know that what I said is not what I meant. ”

Liu Guifei said: "I didn't expect my nephew to be so interesting, he really knows how to laugh." ”

Ji Yu said: "Smart people, you should open the skylight and say bright things, instead of pretending to be confused." ”

When Liu Guifei heard this, her eyes rolled, and then she gave Zhang Shan a look.

Suddenly, Zhang Shan dispersed the others, and after surveying a radius of several miles with his spiritual sense, he nodded towards Liu Guifei after confirming that the partition wall had no ears.

After confirming her eyes, Concubine Liu put away the hypocrisy of her kind eyebrows, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that Sister Mei's good luck would give birth to a demon with such a talent as you, not only Tianwu double cultivation, but also mind and wisdom are very incomparable. ”

"Come to think of it, the stupidity of the past is just a clever means to survive in this cruel palace, you are really good, if this palace has a son like you, this palace will feel very gratified. ”

Speaking of this, she suddenly changed her words: "However, why do you think this palace wants to help you?"

Although Liu Guifei was favored by the emperor, she only had one daughter and failed to have children, and her biggest dream was to have a prince who could participate in the future battle for succession.

But it's a pity that it backfired, and over the years, Liu Guifei seemed to be unable to give birth anymore, and she never had a fetal gas again.

However, that girl is a woman who does not let the eyebrows of the eyebrows, when she was a child, she worshiped the Imperial Palace Shenyong General as a teacher, followed his side to study, and now in the southern border, has quite a prestige.

A few days ago, the Son of Heaven was even more delighted, giving her the name of Princess Ziyang, and allowing her to build an army of his own after leaving the school, with a maximum of 100,000 people.

In this way, it is an honor, how many men are there in Xichu, not to mention the daughter?