Nan Baoyi climbed the stairs.

Pushing open the closed vermilion lacquer gate, the snow-white scenery came to you.

The verandah is old, the palace lights and shadows made of white paper are miserable, and the shadows of the trees are mottled like ghosts.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is very old and stands at the end of the garden.

White lanterns hung under the eaves, swaying in the cold wind like a conjuring.

Someone was sitting on the steps outside the Scripture Pavilion.

A pot of fire is burning vigorously, and there are mountains of paper-folded gold ingots, silver ingots, and countless paper money from the underworld piled up next to the brazier.

Nan Baoyi covered the door.

She walked along the verandah and slowly walked towards the Scripture Pavilion.

The man picked up the paper folded gold ingots and gently put them into the brazier.

The firelight illuminated his eyebrows.

The man's appearance is as warm as mutton fat and white jade, and the cinnabar tear mole adds some sorrow to him, but the emotions in his pupils are as immature as a child.

Wearing a jade white plain brocade robe, luxurious and clean.

The dragon-patterned jade pendant worn on his waist shows his identity.

When the crown prince of the dynasty, Chu Huainan.

No wonder I didn't see him at the palace banquet, it turned out that he was here.

Nan Baoyi walked up to him and bowed, "Why is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince here alone?" ”

She remembered that in her previous life, she was punished by her grandmother to sweep the Scripture Pavilion, and the palace maids made a mistake and deliberately locked her in the Scripture Pavilion, seeing that she was going to starve to death, it was the prince who saved her.

Why does he always come to the Scripture Pavilion?

Chu Huainan collected his emotions and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "It's just remembering the old man." Baoyi didn't celebrate the Shangyuan Festival in the Chengle Palace, why did he come to the Zangjing Pavilion alone? ”

"Exactly by."

Nan Baoyi replied, looking at the garden.

White paper lanterns hang all over the eyes.

In the brazier, paper money was still burning.

Obviously, the crown prince is paying tribute to the deceased.

In the palace, things like memorials are very taboo, who is he paying tribute to?

Xu saw Nan Baoyi's curiosity, and Chu Huainan put another gold ingot into the brazier, "The palace is prosperous, but Gu thinks that the palace is really the most desolate place underneath." Can Baoyi sit alone for a while? ”

The firelight jumped in his eyes.

but they did not shine on his eyes.

He was lonely.

Nan Baoyi hesitated for a moment and sat down beside him.

"The mother of the lonely is the queen of the middle palace. It's a pity that when she was young, she was gone. She walked on the night of the Shangyuan Festival, because the Shangyuan Festival is a very important festival in Nanyue, so even if tonight is the day of the queen mother's sacrifice every year, the palace will not ban the banquet and music for her. Lone can only stay in the favorite place of the queen mother when she is alive, and remember her alone. ”

Nan Baoyi didn't know that the prince, who was born with a golden spoon, also had such a sad past.

She picked up a gold ingot and carefully placed it in the brazier.

"When the queen mother left, my father was still drinking and having fun in Jiang Guifei's palace, and I didn't have time to send her on her last journey. Lone was still very at that time, stupidly lying on the side of her bed and crying.

She touched Lone's head, the palace was a lonely place. I want to call myself 'lonely', not just because of my humility, but because the position I want to climb to the top in the future, I will be very lonely, very lonely......

"Queen Mother, she doesn't care about the queen's position, let alone the emperor's grace, the only thing she can't worry about is that after she leaves, her children will be very lonely. She couldn't bear to leave her children alone. ”

Chu Huainan's eyes slowly reddened.

Nan Baoyi didn't know how to comfort him.

Her mother is no longer there.

At first, she would dream about it when she dreamed back at midnight, but as she grew up, her mother gradually stopped dreaming.

What's even more terrifying is that the appearance of the mother in the memory has gradually begun to blur.

Nanbaoyi's nose tip pantothenic acid.

In the brazier, the paper money for the memorial service quietly burned out.

The ashes are like butterflies with sparkling firelight, blown up by the cold wind, gradually blowing high and high, and finally scattered lightly in the snowy garden.

She didn't offer any words of comfort.

She thought for a moment and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve pocket.

Open the handkerchief, and inside are two pieces of dragon whisker cake.

Coming from Gu Chongshan's house, although the big eunuch acted cruelly, his style of life was very high, and the food he ate was more expensive than that of ordinary imperial concubines, and she originally planned to secretly bring these two pieces of dragon beard cake to her cousin to taste.

She said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, I invite you to eat dragon beard cake." ”

Chu Huainan was slightly stunned.

Today is his mother's sacrifice day, and because of filial piety, he does not want to drink and eat meat.

Because of the discomfort in his heart, he had not eaten for most of the day.

The dragon beard cake gives off a sweet and greasy taste.

He pondered for a moment, then gently picked up a piece.

Melts in your mouth and is fluffy and delicious.

Nan Baoyi bent his eyebrows and ate a piece.

In the past, Chu Huainan gave her a meal in the Scripture Pavilion, but now she gave him a cake in the Scripture Pavilion, and she always felt like repaying his kindness.

Chu Huainan said tentatively: "I once sent an invitation to Baoyi, asking you to go to the Prince's Mansion to see Hai Dongqing, but Baoyi never replied......"

"Your post, I put it with other posts, and I forgot about it when I put it away."

Nan Baoyi casually talked nonsense.

You don't have to think about it to know that those posts were all intercepted by the Nan sisters halfway.

"Then ......" Chu Huainan hesitated, "Baoyi will have free tomorrow and go to the Prince's Mansion to see Hai Dongqing?" The lonely Haidong green fur is smooth, and it can be regarded as one of the best birds of prey——"

"Nan Jiaojiao."

In the distance, under the plum blossom tree, there was an impatient call.

Xiao Yi didn't know how long he had been here, leaning under the tree with his arms crossed, his eyebrows and eyes were crimson.

The treetops are full of miserable white paper lanterns, but his scarlet clothes and brocade boots, in this palace boudoir on the night of the first year, there is a kind of rich beauty.

"Second brother!"

Nan Baoyi's crisp sound.

She wiped her fingertips with a handkerchief stained with the crumbs of dragon beard cake, took up the wide palace dress, and hurried towards him with joy, like a bee smelling the fragrance of flowers.

Xiao Yi's eyebrows relaxed.

He lazily spread his arms, "Run faster with short legs, and give my brother a hug." ”

Short......

Nan Baoyi is so angry!

She thought about being more reserved, so she deliberately slowed down her pace, but she stepped on a piece of slippery and greasy crushed ice, and the whole child rushed towards Xiao Yi!

Xiao Yi hugged her with a full hug.

He lowered his head and sniffed the girl's sweet hibiscus flowers with satisfaction.

It's just that there seems to be a touch of blood mixed with this floral fragrance.

Danfeng's emotions changed in his eyes.

He quickly concealed his anger, his thin lips raised into a casual chuckle, and he wrapped Nanbao's robe in his arms like a mountain eagle wrapped around his baby canary.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chu Huainan, "But the court is too idle, so the prince has nothing to do, and tempts my lady all day long to go to your house to see your birds?" ”

Chu Huainan: "......"

What is temptation?

He held the half-eaten dragon whisker cake, "King Jing's son-"

"Last time, Nan Jiaojiao is not interested in your birds." Xiao Yi was impatient, and her face was the usual cold and cold in front of outsiders, "She is also a married woman, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is self-respecting, don't let yourself hate for life." ”

Chu Huainan: "......"

Isn't it just to watch a bird?

As for the resentment for life?!