The long nights are long, the snow is white, and the desolation is not only the cold night, but also the hearts that cannot sleep. When I woke up one night, the Forbidden City was white. Such a heavy palace is dressed in the clothes of the Snow Maiden, which has quite an artistic conception.

However, no one in the palace came to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Although the snow is still falling, it is much lighter than last night. The snow could not be accumulated in the palace, and soon the white snow was swept away by the eunuchs.

Of course, not all places have been cleaned, and those that have never attracted people's attention are sealed along with the snow.

Of course, some palaces are also unwilling to be cleaned, and the queen does not let people clean them. Her palace is naturally different from other palaces. The palace is surrounded by snow, and in the eyes of the queen, this is the will of the Bodhisattva, and it cannot be considered that it will disappear.

This also formed the fact that no one cared about her here, and the snow covered the surroundings of Kunning Palace, but there were only a few footprints. Maybe she wants to be cleaner, or maybe she wants to prove that she has nothing to do with the outside world.

The queen's palace was white, and the jade wash palace did not sweep away the snow. Wanjun stayed in the snow for nothing else, just to make this loneliness more deserted.

If others don't understand him, let them not understand. After so many years, how many people have understood him? From the day he entered the palace, he knew that he was different from others. Now, he is no longer afraid of those rumors and misunderstandings, so he may not be poisonous, but he has no heart and lungs.

He walked out alone, standing alone in the snow. He didn't want to think about anything now, he just wanted to quiet himself for a while. He closed his eyes and suddenly felt a gust of wind blow in his ears.

He snapped open his eyes and found a few mud footprints on the ground.

"Who the hell are you?"

He followed the footprints, but found a place where there was no snow, and there was nothing.

"Who are you? Why follow me? Come out of here! ”

He stood on the ground where the snow had been swept away, and his mind felt blank and his heart was very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, there was the sound of snow walking not far away, and he turned to take a look, and found that a man in black jumped away on the roof.

He hurried over, and when he reached panting, he had long since disappeared into the snow.

"Who the hell is he? Why did you keep following me? ”

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more courageous he became, until he returned to the house and sat down on the stool, only to find a letter on the table.

"Letter?"

He quickly picked it up and opened the letter, and there was only one word written on it, "East".

"Donglin Party?"

He couldn't help but ask in his heart.

"What does this mean? Why did you give me a letter with only one "east" written on it, what does it mean exactly? ”

He thought about it for a long time and didn't figure it out, if the man in black wanted his life, with his skills, he would have died a long time ago. But it was clear that he didn't want to kill him.

So what did the man in black want? Just wrote the word "east" on the table. Could it be that he is a member of the Donglin Party? But why did he pester him? Isn't this meant to frame him?

He hurriedly threw the envelope into the brazier along with the letter, and watched the paper slowly melt away in the brazier, and he was a little calmer.

"He's trying to take advantage of me?"

Wanjun looked at the letter that turned to ashes, and finally figured it out in her heart. These days, the man in black has been pestering him, probably just trying to cooperate with him. But the Donglin Party can no longer rise, it is just a legend in the capital, a legend that is so far away that it is about to decay. Even if he wanted to make a comeback, his father-in-law would never allow him to do so.

Didn't he know that he was playing with fire and setting himself on fire? Still want to pull him on his back? He felt scared when he thought about it, if his father-in-law knew, then his fate would not be as simple as going to prison.

The man in black didn't know about it yet, he thought, it's better not to be known by outsiders. Since the eight characters haven't been skimmed yet, he wants to see what means this man in black can have to bring down his father-in-law.

As usual, he acted as if nothing had happened, and only went out to find the emperor after getting dressed. However, his heart was already very disappointed in the emperor, and he had no hope for a long time.

"Wanjun see the emperor, my emperor—"

Before he finished his words, the emperor came over and grabbed his hand, and said distressedly: "Wanjun, I have wronged you!" ”

"Wanjun doesn't dare to be wronged, this is what Wanjun deserves!"

It's all this time, and he's still hard-mouthed. For he knew that he had to harden his mouth at this time, or else his wounds would be in vain.

"You're mad at me!"

The emperor said.

"Your Majesty, you are tormenting the little one, how dare the little one be angry with the emperor?"

Wanjun said coldly.

"Wanjun, I don't allow you to look like this!"

The emperor ordered.

"Your Majesty, do you think you are the emperor, so you can treat me like this? Am I going to force a smile on you when I don't even have a home? ”

Wanjun's tears slid down her cheeks, and it was very distressing to watch.

"You know what? I watched my home fall to the ground, but there was nothing I could do about it! ”

He closed his eyes and calmed his agonizing heart.

"Wanjun, I can't stand you!"

The emperor hugged Wanjun.

"The times will remember you, and the Ming will remember you. Do you know? I hesitated and wavered, but once I relented, no one knew what I would do for the Guild. Can you understand me? Can you understand the concessions you made for the sake of the world? ”

The emperor hugged Wanjun tightly, hoping that he could understand that his sacrifice alone was in exchange for peace in the world.

This kind of words are so high-sounding in the emperor's mouth, but Zai Wanjun has a faint pain in his heart.

"Your Majesty, you are the king of a country, but I am not, I am also a member of the world. How can you forsake me? I knew that my parents were wronged, and I knew that this was calculated a long time ago, but you didn't help me! ”

Wanjun gently pushed the emperor away, looked into her eyes and cried: "Your Majesty, since ancient times, you have been with you like a tiger, I don't know if the emperor is a tiger or a king?" ”

His words were very poisonous, and he did not leave a way out for the emperor, and naturally he did not leave a way back for himself. He doesn't even have a home, and he has no way back.

The palace was silent, except for his sobbing, only the intermittent roar of the north wind outside.

"Wanjun, what do you want me to do to forgive me?"

The emperor begged.

"Your Majesty, the most painful thing in the world is that the person you trust the most, the person you can rely on the most, has done something that you can't believe. I'm tired and need a break! ”

After speaking, Wanjun lowered her head and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the emperor grabbed him.

"Where are you going, I won't let you go!"

The emperor almost wailed.

"Your Majesty, Wanjun is tired and needs to rest for a few days!"

Wanjun wanted to break free from the emperor's hand, but she couldn't break free when she found it.

"Wanjun, I won't let you go, don't go!"

The emperor hugged him from behind, his head resting lightly on his shoulder, his chin rubbing lightly against his neck.

"Your Majesty, let me go, I really don't have the heart to do this."

The emperor kissed his neck regardless of whether Wanjun wanted it or not.

"Your Majesty, let me go!"

Wanjun's heart and body began to resist.

"I want you today!"

The more Wanjun resisted, the more excited the emperor became.

"Your Majesty, I'm really tired!"

Wanjun cried and pushed the emperor.

The more the emperor kissed behind Wanjun, the faster he breathed, and the more he kissed, the more unbearable his mood became.

"Wanjun, you will allow me today, I really want you!"

After the emperor finished speaking, Wanjun stepped on the emperor's feet. The emperor let go of him in pain.

Wanjun turned around and slapped the emperor in the face. The slap fell, and he didn't know that he had slapped the emperor so hard.

"Emperor, Emperor, I, I, Emperor, I didn't mean to!"

Wanjun walked over crying, stretching out her hand to touch the emperor's face. But he was blocked by the emperor.

"Since Aiqing doesn't want to, let's go back!"

After speaking, the emperor turned around and walked back to the dragon chair.

"Then Weichen will retire first!"

Wanjun forcibly held back and walked out without crying.

The snow outside had stopped, but the cold was heavier than the previous moment. Wanjun instantly felt a chill invade her bone marrow.

He wrapped himself in a cloak and walked back against the cold wind and with tears in his eyes.

"What am I doing here? Can't you just be soft? Do you have to put up a thorn in front of everyone? ”

He did shoot thorns at everyone, and hurt countless people. He felt that he was protecting himself, protecting his noble unsullied soul.

But everyone is a mortal, including him, Du Wanjun is also a member of all living beings. No one is nobler than another, and no one is inferior to another.

"Zuo Chunqiu, have you seen it? You're the fault of all this, you know? It's all your fault. When I needed you the most, you were gone, leaving me alone to struggle in the sea of misery! ”

The cold wind doesn't seem to have the intention of stopping, but how can the cold wind know who is ruthless and who is affectionate, and how can it know why the sad person walks in the cold wind?

......

The same snow interprets a different pathos, a different pathos swirls in the cold wind, and there is nowhere to land. If it weren't for Lian Chengyu's acting too strangely, Yique really thought that he had found Xiyan and found someone worth protecting for a lifetime.

It's ridiculous, it's all like a discussion, and when he was about to be carried away by love, he was given a slap in the face. What love, what protection is a lie. Lian Chengyu has always regarded him as a fool and has been deceiving him.

Although he didn't know what she was hiding from him, his intuition told him that Lian Chengyu must have some amazing secret.

He woke up early in the morning, but he didn't open his eyes. When it was almost dawn, he suddenly felt Lian Cheng Yu get up on the bed.

He walked over to the table, poured a glass of water, took a pill and ate it. All this was seen by Yique, but he didn't know what he was eating, so he continued to pretend to be asleep while he didn't find out.

Lian Chengyu went back to bed and continued to sleep, but Yique was already sleepy. He began to be suspicious and suspicious again.

They sleep in the same bed, but they can't be open and honest. He thought it was terrible, like a regular bag of medicine sleeping next to him, and he would blow her up at any time and couldn't find her body.

"Yu, are you awake?"

"Wake up!"

"Oh!"

"You—woke up so early?"

"The weather is getting cooler, and I wake up asleep and sleeping. Why did you wake up so early? ”

"I'm thinking about someone!"

"Want to be alone?"

Lian Chengyu was quite surprised, because he was also thinking about someone, but he was not sure if he and she were thinking about the same person.

"Yu, have you ever really loved someone?"

Yique asked.

"Love, love someone?"

Lian Chengyu didn't know how to answer his question, there was only one person in her memory, she didn't know if she had ever loved, let alone what love was. He only knows that he is good to Yique, and his heart will be steady.