The lunar calendar of Chu Ning and the second year of October was destined to be a dull and cold month, and the entire harem became more and more cautious because of Chu Huotian's iron blue complexion.

No one dared to talk about the upheaval of the third day of October, and no one dared to laugh and laugh in front of others, for fear that one would accidentally become the most unlucky punching bag.

The queen's "Fengyi Palace" closed the palace door every day, making the palace people feel uneasy, but no one dared to inquire; As for the sound of babies crying from the "Manna Temple" every night, no one dared to ask why. The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs saw Chu Huo sitting in the court day by day, exhausted day by day, and speculated in his heart, but he was blocked by his calm and decisive voice behind the jade crown.

It's been a very depressing and heavy month.

"Hutian is snowing in August", but the first snow has only fallen in Chudi this year, which is particularly bleak and deserted compared to the heavy snow in previous years.

In the "Yunxiang Palace", Ouyang Zhen was wrapped in a snow fox blanket, quietly looking at the flying snow outside the window, little by little, like the lightest cotton wool, and disappeared in an instant.

She opened her eyes, little by little, tracing the traces of the falling snow, her big eyes embedded in the thin palm-sized face, very big and unfocused, her cheeks were no longer as plump and soft as before, and her jaw, which had been sharp and graceful, was now as thin as a knife's edge.

She buried her head in the snow-white blanket, as if it was extremely cold, and as if she remembered something.

The carbon fire in the house is vigorous, warm as spring, and exudes a soothing fragrance. She gradually fell asleep, half-asleep, half-asleep, the sound of footsteps outside the curtain gradually approached, and then Aunt Wanhui's voice sounded: "Mr. Zhao is here again, my mother has just woken up." Exactly. ”

"Have you taken all the medicine today? What's wrong? Zhao Qingling's gentle and elegant voice sounded unhurriedly, and it was heart-wrenching to hear, and with a strong stability, people couldn't help but trust him.

"It's all used, but the mother is still ...... Ay...... Still reluctant to speak, make a sin ......" Aunt Wanhui's whispered sobs sounded again.

"Auntie, don't worry, it's only right to take care of this body. Take your time with the rest. Don't be too sad. Zhao Qingling let out a long sigh. The curtain was lifted, and the cold wind rushed in.

Footsteps sounded, and the familiar body with the fresh fragrance of medicine was already sitting on the edge of her couch, grabbing her wrist to check her pulse, and the other hand did not shy away from caressing her forehead.

He frowned slightly, and only let go of his hand after a while, and looked at her quietly: "Are you awake?" Although it was a question sentence, it was read by his light voice as an affirmation.

Ouyang Zhen opened his eyes, glanced at him faintly, and then turned his head to look at the flying snow outside the window.

A hint of joy flashed in Zhao Qingling's gentle eyes, and then turned gloomy because of her silence: "Niangniang, what is the discomfort today?" ”

Ouyang Zhen was just silent, his thin fingers grasping the wrapped snow fox blanket, the more it seemed that the fingers were as white as jade, without half a bit of blood.

Zhao Qingling seemed to be accustomed to the cold suffocation brought by her silence, turned her eyes and took a sip of the cold tea on the table, took a sip of her own self-care and chuckled: "Niangniang doesn't know, the emperor has been miserable by the third prince recently, and he got up three or four times a night, so that the emperor didn't sleep well all night, but he still had to put himself in the dormitory, and Zhao yawned when he saw him go to court." ”

He peeked at her as he spoke, but saw that she didn't even tremble her eyelashes, sighed in his heart, and said: "Dexuan, this kid is really getting older, the more he doesn't listen to Zhao's words, he wants to enter the palace, Zhao Mou told him yesterday, if he can get out of bed and walk ten zhang, Zhao will let him enter the palace." He didn't walk more than five feet before he fell ......"

Ouyang Zhen didn't pay attention to him anymore.

Zhao Qingling's heart was blocked, and she suddenly smiled coldly: "Niangniang has been beaten well, the emperor has woken up, according to Zhao in the future, the emperor will never dare to treat Niangniang badly in the future." The queen also reined in. As long as the mother takes care of her body, she can say anything. ”

Ouyang Zhen's immovable eyes finally turned to look at him, he was happy in his heart, but he was so strong that his eyes were frozen like a basin of cold water on his head on an October day.

Her eyes were full of ridicule and self-deprecation, like mockery, mockery, mockery, mocking everyone who comforted her, telling them innocently with those black and white eyes that she, Ouyang Zhen, did not need such cheap comfort.

Zhao Qingling was stunned and came back to her senses, but saw Ouyang Zhen turn around again, still silently looking at the flying snow outside the window.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and dragged her up from the couch, his long black hair covered his hands, and his eyes as cold as snow only looked at him coldly, and his white complexion, like dark ink, formed the most stark contrast.

His heart was finally enraged by her indifference.

Zhao Qingling suddenly smiled at her: "Niangniang is not only good at playing the piano, but also good at conspiracy, Zhao knows that Niangniang is no more, no less, and Zhao knows almost everything that Niangniang does." Liu Zhengsheng, did you ask the Xu family, the Lin family, and the Zhang family behind those concubines to be brought down together? And the queen, if Zhao guessed well, that Qin Zhi was sent by you, and ......"

"And the Xu family's witch case, and ......" She took his words coldly, and the most sarcastic mockery was hidden under her expressionless face. One by one, she talked about what she had done. Her voice was fierce with ice and snow, which stabbed Zhao Qingling all over her body, and even she said the ear thread she had laid outside the palace one by one.

There was no indifferent fanaticism on her beautiful pale face, and after she finished speaking, she looked coldly at Zhao Qingling's increasingly ugly face, and laughed: "What, Mr. Zhao is afraid?" A femme fatale like this palace should have gone to the eighteenth layer of hell a long time ago, and she could no longer survive in this world. Mr. Zhao's medicine is estimated to be more valuable than being used on the palace when it is spilled on the ground. ”

She finally broke his hand and stood up tremblingly, as if the skeleton of some support had collapsed in her thin body, she looked so weak and weak, and her dark eyes looked at him with bitter hatred: "Mr. Zhao, please go, go and tell the emperor those words, this palace has already died once, and it is time to be martyred on the day of the destruction of Huaguo." Why drag this dilapidated body to hinder your eyes in your Chu Kingdom. ”