It's just that I can't bear to mistake her life.

He lowered his head and looked at the swaying fire on the small stove, and his eyes also waved: "The emperor's house, what about childishness." The Queen Mother was only eleven years old when she got married, and the Queen Mother was only thirteen years old when she got married. Which one is not a child, he is forced to be a mother in the world. The rules of the people's house do not apply to the heavenly house. Your Majesty is at a loss. ”

The man laughed self-deprecatingly: "Born in the emperor's family, it is Yu unfortunate." At the end of the troubled times, he was already riddled with sins. selfish, and does not want to mistake her unformed life again, and add one more sin to her body. ”

He was silent for a moment. The wood in the small stove crackled, the snow outside the window melted, and the icicles cracked and crackled, stirring people's hearts.

After a long time, he gathered his cotton fur and exhaled a wisp of white air: "If Cheng Shisan is an ordinary daughter, His Majesty's concerns may be right." However, she is in the next view. ”

He suddenly stopped talking, the corners of his mouth pursed a smile like smoke, poured a glass of warm wine, and handed it to the man sitting opposite: "What does Your Majesty think?" ”

The man pieced together scattered gossip and said slowly: "I heard that General Cheng lost his hands after drinking and was born to a famous prostitute in Qinhuai. Divorced his mother at a young age, was raised in the family's mansion, and was locked behind the Zhu Gate on weekdays except for the day of the New Year. But I heard that General Cheng treated her well, and she had a lot of food and clothing, and her name was also recorded on the family tree. ”

"It seems that Your Majesty has heard a lot. But in the minister's opinion. His eyes were filled with a faint compassion, like the thawing snow under the eaves, clean and cold—

"She's just a lonely child. My little thirteen. ”

The man in the bright yellow shirt was stunned.

He smiled faintly, his eyebrows and eyes misty in the white breath of his breath: "When I saw her for the first time, she knew that I was from Jiangnan and asked me, is the wisteria flower really purple as its name." I thought it was funny. There are such flowers in the conservatory of the General's Mansion, and she is the daughter of the General, and she actually came to ask me. She squeezed her hands very seriously, and said that she had been locked here all the time except for the New Year's Day, so she had never seen it with her own eyes. ”

After a pause, he lowered his eyes, covering the turquoise waves surging under his eyes, and his face tried his best to suppress calm: "Do you believe it, Your Majesty, the other mansion and the mansion are only two miles away, and the girl in the other mansion has not seen her own wisteria flowers." ”

The man was silent. Pouring wine one by one, the drunkenness disturbed his mind: "What does Childe mean?" ”

"Please, take her out of that Zhu Gate." He looked solemnly at the man, his tone unsteady.

The man grinned, "I just brought her from a small Zhu Gate to another larger Zhu Gate. Even, a tighter and more ruthless door. ”

"No, the minister doesn't want His Majesty to show favor to Little Thirteen. It's a destined bond, you to her, she to you. He interrupted, "Is it unfortunate to be born in the emperor's family?" Shichen believes that she can also lead His Majesty out of that more stern and ruthless door. Chen knew that she would be that kind of child. ”

The man's pupils shrank. O soul, if the body is destined to rot, the soul can be liberated, and finally fly out of that door like a dove on the eaves of the imperial palace.

Snow-white, sinless, free, towards the light and salvation.

"Okay." For a long time, the man responded, and the sorrows and joys of half of his life were like picturesque frames, and he couldn't distinguish the taste.

“…… But Your Majesty, if you agree, please make a promise to your minister. He suddenly added, pouting with irrefutable persistence, "What can you give her a promise?" ”

The man in the bright yellow shirt smiled, pale and gentle, as if he saw his little wife, who was wearing a phoenix robe that was too wide in the future, stumbling towards his little wife, and fate met at that moment.

"I don't have much time left. But I swear that the time and joy at the end of my life will be dedicated to her. ”

So not long after, the holy decree of the seal came down to the locked mansion of the Cheng Mansion.

So not long after, the man squatted in front of her and laughed, Hua'er, I call you Hua'er, okay.

The compass of fate turns, the fetters stretch, who is who, whose life is wrong.

……

"Childe Fei?" Zhao Yin raised his hand and shook it, and the green-eyed man returned to reality, looking at the blackened blood on the couch, and the memory was still alive like a dream.

The man who had been drinking with him in early spring was really gone, and it was like a dream.

I swear that the time and joy at the end of my life will be dedicated to her.

Although he had not seen with his own eyes whether the man's pale and gentle face had been filled with light during those three years, he believed that his soul had gone to hell and would one day be able to go to the light.

Because he believes that his little thirteen is such a child.

The green-eyed man suddenly covered his eyes and laughed lowly: "Little Thirteen, Little Thirteen...... You have been mistaken all your life, and Xiao Yi is not the only one......"

The golden temple is deep, the daylight is dim, and the fetters are like spider webs, and they are all knots that cannot be untied.

And somewhere in the Imperial Palace. Cheng Yingyu looked at the cobwebs between the branches of the locust tree, and also felt that a knot was stuffed in her heart, and she couldn't breathe for a few days.

Who is he?

A familiar voice, an unfamiliar face, and a pair of pale green eyes as beautiful as jade.

A clear cough came from above. Immediately, someone from the palace reminded in a low voice: "Second girl Hua? You're distracted! Hurry up and copy it, otherwise you will anger Your Highness, and you will have to go back! ”

Cheng Yingyu retracted his gaze. The stacks of palace people kneeling around all looked at her nervously, even if she moved her buttocks, she could attract an overwhelming "flower girl, demeanor"!

She looked at the top again, Zhao Xixing was as steady as Mount Tai, sitting upright, peeking at her from time to time, occasionally meeting her gaze, and then retracting it, pretending that nothing had happened.

Cheng Ying rolled her eyelids. Early in the morning, Douxi roared with the rooster, saying that the East Palace should personally admonish the etiquette, and specially mentioned the sinner Hua Shi to go to the warm pavilion to copy the scriptures.

This move won the praise of the palace. Probably said that the East Palace must bow down to everything, how to attach importance to etiquette is to teach the people, anyway, good words are piled up on men, and the face of the saint is as thick as a wall.

Cheng Yingyu glanced at the scriptures she wrote, and she didn't understand why everyone was like a blind thief who sold dog meat on the head of a sheep, and could be passed on to Confucius and Mencius to be reincarnated.

Because she copied the scriptures, where are the scriptures. It's the former courtiers who boasted about Zhao Xixing's official documents, what "Your Highness has done nothing." How can you show off your martial arts, and you can't boast about the above", what" Donggong is a dragon among people, and Hei Min is not a ghost. The thunder and lightning rose in one fell swoop, and the wisdom and courage did not enter the ears."

It's really all sticking to that guy's face, what a glittering golden face.

Cheng Ying was tired of copying, and peeked at the majestic and dignified man in his eyes, and estimated that he laughed like a fool in his heart, one person on the left was a dragon, and the other one was Yaoshenwu on the right.

"Huh?" Zhao Xixing glanced at her lightly.

The palace people were so frightened that half of their courage fell. hurriedly persuaded Cheng Ying: "Ouch, second ancestor! Do you dare to look at His Highness's honor? It's disrespectful, don't look at it!! Be careful if you lose your life!! ”

Zhao Xixing raised his eyebrows. Quietly proud.

Cheng Ying pursed her mouth, retracted her gaze, and secretly scolded the thief for pretending to be serious, and locked the door at night to see who came to beg whom.