Concubine Yu heard Yingyun say this, and the calculation in her heart naturally had to be put aside first, since the emperor had the heart to marry Yongqi, he would wait until next year.

After returning to Jingren Palace, Yujin offered honeysuckle tea that cleared away heat and fire, and said: "Niangniang, the slave listened just now, the queen doesn't seem to know about the matter of the fifth elder brother, could it be that we all think in the wrong direction." ”

Concubine Yu sat down weakly and said, "These days, I don't bother to think about it, it's about to enter winter, and the New Year is open in a blink of an eye, and Yongqi's affairs are about to settle down, so I have nothing to worry about." ”

Yujin said: "The slave doesn't understand one thing, it is said that our fifth elder brother is in the right year, and it is natural for the emperor to marry." But the sixth elder brother is three years younger than the fifth elder brother, why is Concubine Chun in a hurry to ask for a family affair for him? ”

"This matter is a little strange," Concubine Yu couldn't figure out what Concubine Chun had in mind, so she instructed Yujin: "You go and inquire, if there is any outstanding net worth among the show girls next year, you need Concubine Chun to come forward and grab a concubine for Yongying." ”

"Yes."

The heavy winter snow came as scheduled, like a torn salt bag, sprinkled for several days, forcing the concubines of the palace to hide in the palace and not go out.

On the palace road, there was silence.

After Yongqi came out of the study, he went to Yikun Palace as usual. The wind and snow were raging, and the snow particles hit his face, and there was a cold sting.

Wushun was guarding the palace gate, listening to the sound of stepping on the snow, looked at it, and hurriedly stepped forward to beat Qian'er, and said: "Ah, Brother Wu, on such a snowy day, why did you come over to say goodbye to your mother?" Carefully froze his body. ”

Yongqi dusted off the snow on his body and said, "Xiao Twelve is infected with the wind and cold, and he hasn't come to the study room for the past few days, I'll come to see him, you be quiet, don't alarm others." ”

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The layout of Yikun Palace, Yongqi is naturally familiar with the way, and he turned around to the side hall behind him as soon as he slipped away. The heavy snow can freeze people, and the eunuchs and palace maids are also hiding in the ear room to roast the fire and be lazy.

Yongqi walked all the way, and didn't even see a single figure, until he lingered for a moment outside the side hall, and then saw a familiar shadow passing by the corridor.

Yongqi stepped up with an arrow, blocked her way, and called her: "Splendid!" ”

Jinxiu walked away with a sullen head, which Cheng thought that someone would suddenly come out, and was so frightened that he almost knocked over the soup for the twelfth elder brother, and the soup that swayed out spilled on his wrist, and he screamed in pain: "Oops." ”

Yongqi took the lacquer plate in her hand, put it under the porch, looked down at her plain white wrist, and red spots had already appeared, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "It's hot?" ”

Jinxiu shook her head crampedly, and said, "It's okay, the slave asks for peace for the fifth master." ”

Yongqi pulled her to avoid the darkness and asked, "Why have you always avoided me these days?" ”

Jinxiu pursed her lips and said softly: "The slave didn't hide from the fifth master, just because the twelfth elder brother was sick, and the slave wanted to take care of him, so he didn't go to the study." ”

Yongqi didn't believe it and asked, "Did you Amma tell you something?" ”

Jinxiu bit her lip tightly, slightly pale, and said after a moment: "What the slave Ama said is right, the slave is the slave, the master is the master, the emperor will soon give the fifth master a marriage, the fifth master has a good future, the slave is lowly, and he shouldn't get too close to you." ”

Yongqi said angrily: "You Ama have been the secretary of the Ministry of Rites all your life, and etiquette, righteousness and shame are more important than anything else, but I don't care about this, I have never felt that you are inferior." ”