For the next ten years, Zhan Yu accompanied her.

When he was still a prince, he was not favored, and almost all the Chinese New Year's Eve meals in the palace did not have his share, he always hid in her Qianqiu Palace to cook for her, and then finished a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with her.

After eating, he would always take her to set off fireworks, at that time she liked fireworks to rise into the sky and then explode the flowers, her eyes were full of flowers, she was always happy and happy like a child, and she felt that the most beautiful thing in the world was nothing more than this.

Now that I think about it, she was too unconscious at that time, and she always couldn't see through, the so-called flowers were just passing clouds, and when the wind blew, they dispersed.

So she and Zhan Yu couldn't withstand those storms, and they walked and scattered.

After a few years like this, his talent was gradually revealed, he was able to appear in the emperor's follow-up, gradually able to say a few words, and was slowly reused by the emperor, so he became busy, and he did not accompany her for several years of Chinese New Year's Eve.

She lived alone, she couldn't cook, and the minions didn't want to see her, so she always simply ate a little.

For many years, he didn't accompany her for the New Year, she felt lonely and aggrieved, that is, in those days of waiting for the war, she slowly grew up, and finally became the Zhao Zi who was in charge alone, but she never escaped a love word.

Love and hatred, and the hegemony of the dynasty are not worth a deep love.

In the end, she lost a mess in the body of Zhan Yu.

Thinking of these, her heart was painful for a long time, there was still unfinished wine on the table, she simply carried the wine jar and went to the plum tree, the plum blossoms spread a layer on the snow, she didn't care if it was dirty, leaned on the plum tree and drank the wine herself.

I always thought abruptly, if the Zhao Kingdom had not been shattered, how good it would be for the father and queen mother to still be there, and now she must still be so happy, although she may not grow up to be as dazzling as when she was a child.

But he can also sit next to the poison emperor, smile gently, and be happy.

But now, all this is gone, this night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, this palace is quiet, only occasionally a song or two floats in the distance, which is floating from the palace banquet, and now there, singing and dancing.

The person who originally sat on the throne should have been her father.

But now, most of the courtiers have not changed, and the emperor has changed several dynasties.

She felt more and more ridiculous when she thought about it, gulping down her wine, leaning against the tree and thinking about the past, which always made people haggard.

"No wonder people can't drink, and sure enough, it's even more sad when they get drunk." She looked at the drunken fairy brought by Dry Bone Huan, and the drunken fairy brewed by Dry Bone Huan was really a good thing, which could make people have a good dream.

Now she needs a good dream.

She was drunk, and she didn't know when she fell asleep, it was cold and snowy, and she didn't feel cold when the hot wine entered her body, but she felt very refreshing, and the fragrance of plum blossoms wafted into her nose, and that feeling made her seem to be back to many years ago.

Later, Wuyan didn't know where she went, and she also pulled Zhanyu to buy drunk under the plum tree many times.

It's just that the man is always noble and reserved, and he doesn't like such feelings, so later, she lies down under the peach blossom tree and drinks.