Nian Yun entered the house to refreshe and change clothes, comb a charming hairstyle, change into a pine green long skirt, and cover a ginger white sable trimmed jacket outside.

Qixi took the warm and soft white fox Qiu Dayu to put it on her, she was stunned for a moment, and shook her head: "Don't want this." Bring the old cloak with a light silver and red brocade at the bottom of the box. ”

When he turned around, he saw that someone seemed to be looking behind the screen, so he asked, "Who is it?" ”

I saw a small figure walking out timidly: "A-Niang......"

There are also two small hairy heads behind him.

It was Ning'er with You'er and Wanwan.

Xiao Baozi's figure has been drawn a lot in the past two years, and he is no longer a chubby little doll, and he has slowly had the posture of a little boy, plus he has always been precocious, and he looks like a little boy.

Nian Yun was a little surprised: "Why didn't you play in the apse, what did you do here with your younger brothers and sisters?" ”

A trace of strange emotion flashed in Ning Er's big eyes: "Where does Mr. Wang want A-Niang to go?" ”

Nianyun was stunned for a moment, it turned out that the child heard it. She had no choice but to touch Ning'er's little head and said with a smile: "Don't go anywhere, A-Niang went to the palace to see your great-grandfather, he is sick." ”

Ning Er's eyes suddenly swelled up with a complex look that almost did not belong to a child of this age, revealing a trace of strong worry and reluctance. You'er and Wanwan came up one by one and hugged her legs: "Auntie, will you come back?" ”

It turned out that they were worried about this. They may not understand what Mr. Wang said to her, but the child's heart is naturally sensitive, and when they perceive some of these indescribable emotions, they are worried that she will not come back.

How could she not come back? No matter how it is, it's just a friendship.

She squatted down, stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around the three children, and comforted gently: "It doesn't matter, A-Niang will come back, can A-Niang accompany you for dinner in the evening?" ”

The three little dolls were all happy, and finally let go of her skirt and let her go out.

Nian Yun sighed, put on his hood, and instructed Qixi: "Go and inform the Guo family's shops outside, and let Guo Xiaowu out as the wife of Guangling County, and the food we have spent on helping the victims over the years will not be in vain." ”

Qixi responded, but was a little worried: "Qixi will go with his wife." ”

Nianyun shook his head: "No need, you go outside to do something." ”

She took out the snow, step by step, and walked towards the Danfeng Gate with a creaky of broken jade.

The wind cut her face like a knife blade without pain, blowing up the few strands of hair scattered on her forehead. The snow reflected the sunlight and was dazzlingly white.

One man and one horse, the hood covered most of her face. The sound of horses' hooves is up to Dada, from the Jiafu Gate of the East Palace to the Danfeng Gate of the Daming Palace, this is not a long or short section of the road, just like the secret passage leading to the dry well in the garden of Shuwangfu in the past, how many years have it been broken.

The soldiers guarding the gate were all bloated, which reflected her body wrapped in a silver-red cloak and looked extremely slender. She didn't hesitate to hand over the jade plate of the East Palace, only to hear the soldier say: "The saint is now in a bad dragon body, and he doesn't see anyone without an edict." Mrs. County, please go back! ”

She slowly took off her hood, revealing her peerless face, and lightly opened her lips: "I'm not here to serve the saint, I ask to see King Shu." ”

The soldier hesitated for a moment and said, "Lady Wait." I went to report to His Highness, and if I didn't see it, it was only His Highness. ”

Nian Yun bowed deeply: "In this way, you only said that the Guo family asked to see His Royal Highness, and you are tired!" ”

After a short time, the soldier hurried back and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness, please let the county lady in." The lady of the county kept walking forward, and Her Royal Highness was in the Hanyuan Palace. ”

Walk along the carved ground of white marble, and the front is the Hanyuan Palace, presumably the Holy One is in the Zichen Palace.

There was no one to clean the ground of Daming Palace, and there was snow two or three inches thick. Above the snow, the footprints of the soldier wearing raw cowhide ** felt boots are very conspicuous.

Nianyun walked slowly, creaking like a broken heart, leaving a neat row of footprints on the unwalked snow beside him, and was swept away by the long cloak that mopped the floor.

He stood at the door of Hanyuan Hall in the wind, stood with his hands in his hands, waited for her, and walked slowly from the end of the long palace road.

The silver-red cloak on her body seemed to be covered with a layer of broken snow, flying in the cold wind, glowing with a faint silver light, revealing the pine-green skirt underneath. She has always liked green skirts, stone green, bean green, green onions, mugwort green, indigo...... lined her face, more and more cold and beautiful. But when the corners of her mouth turned up slightly and she smiled, she felt that there was nothing warmer and better in this world.

Step by step, it was like a streamer of more than ten years, slowly walking in front of him from that unreachable distance, and every step seemed to be stepping on his heart.

Cold lights, crushed snow. Her face gradually became clearer, as beautiful as it was back then.

In this life, the number of times I have seen her is not much, but the number of times I miss her is innumerable.

How many times, she is in a dream, like this, sometimes in the peach and plum flying flowers in March, sometimes in the catkins flying in late spring, sometimes wrapped in the fragrance of flowers and plants in midsummer, sometimes walking through the autumn frost and flying red leaves.

The pictures are all the same beautiful, this time, it is stepping on a place of crystal snow.

It's also like in a dream, as if she came over like this, smiling at the city, flowers all over the world will bloom, and spring will come in an instant.

She walked up to him and bowed: "King Shu." ”

"You're here."

A simple greeting gave her an illusion, as if he had been waiting for her here, for a month, a year, a hundred years, until she came.

It was as if he had always known that she would come, but he didn't know exactly what day it should be, so he kept waiting. She came, so he smiled and said lightly, "You are here."

The feeling made her feel like crying.

He's a lot older. The last time I saw him in front of the Danfeng Gate, he was also wrapped in a cloak and hood, and I didn't really see his face clearly. Year after year, the wind and frost crossed his cheeks and stained his temples.

It dawned on her that they had known each other for many years.

The young and merry general's brother in Yangzhou, and the elegant and dusty King Shu when he first arrived in Chang'an, stood in front of her at this time, almost dusty and frosty.

It's like I've known each other for most of my life.

She suddenly remembered the day of the breakup, he drove the carriage from the door of the East Palace in a dashing manner, the long street, as wide as the palace road in front of her.

She should have hated him, but looking at his haggard face, she suddenly wanted to ask like last time, is it okay.

He doesn't look good. She once thought that his power was getting bigger and bigger, and he had almost removed Li Yu from the crown prince several times, and he must have lived a good life, and he should have never been high-spirited.

But he wasn't like that. There was too much hidden pain in his eyes, too much exhaustion and suffering, and she could see it.

Her heart was tightened, and the dusty past was surging, and it hurt slightly. She thought that the moment she saw her again, he should have looked at her condescendingly, waiting for her to come and beg him, trampling her dignity under his feet.

That's what he looks like in the things she has always heard about King Shu.

They looked at each other and were silent for a long time, but they were speechless.

Li Yi suddenly looked at her and sneered: "You also want to see the saint?" ”

Those vague melancholy dissipated in an instant, and Nianyun only felt a burst of cool air rising from the soles of his feet. She nodded, but felt that something was wrong again, and shook her head in a panic.

Li Yi stepped forward and pinched her chin with one hand: "Donggong is in a hurry now, isn't it?" Did your man call you? ”

She only felt her heart beating like a drum, and cold sweat was dripping on her back. She had never seen Li Yi like this, her eyes were blood-red, like a bloodthirsty blade. He had a lot of force in his hands, as if he would crush her jaw at any moment.

She said in a trembling voice, "It's me...... I came on my own. ”

Li Yi snorted coldly: "Don't think that I won't do anything to you!" ”

She had no doubt that at this moment, he would pull out the saber from the waist of the sergeant next to him and stab her in the chest. But she suddenly felt relieved, if he didn't mind getting his hands dirty, maybe it would be good to let her blood stain the snow under his feet at this moment.

But he looked at her, and the anger in his eyes seemed to slowly extinguish. He sighed and let go of her.

She took a step back, touched her chin that was pinched by him just now, took a breath, and asked, "The Holy Lord is very sick?" ”

Li Yi nodded slightly.

"Yi, when I left Yangzhou, Aunt Wei once asked me to bring a word to the saint."

She changed his name, and he throbbed hard.

"What?"

Nian Yun took a deep breath: "Since the saint is very sick, I want to ...... He'd be willing to hear it with his own ears. ”

Li Yi frowned slightly. She thought he was going to refuse, after all, there were too many people in the East Palace who wanted to see the Holy One, and he must have known that she was also for some purpose.

Moreover, over the years, she has had more than one chance to face the saint. I chose this kind of time, this kind of reason, it is too deliberate.

But there was a puzzled look on his face, but he suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Do you really want to tell him about Wei Taozhuo?" ”

Nianyun nodded: "Naturally." ”

He seemed to suddenly have a lot of emotion, and sighed: "There may be such a thing as fate in the underworld, and when the saint was in a coma, he also said a lot of nonsense, mentioned many old things, and always talked about Wei Taozhuo. In that case, go in and talk to him more about Wei Taozhuo, I think he would like to hear it. ”

Nian Yun could barely believe his ears. He is obviously guarding the East Palace, at this time he and Concubine Wei Xian are in control of the Inner Palace, if there is some accident in the Holy Palace, he will have a great confidence that he will abolish the prince and usurp the throne and stand on his own.

Knowing the people of her East Palace, he agreed like this?

Nian Yun looked up at him in amazement, but saw that his eyes were full of exhaustion and faint tears. Nian Yun's heart trembled slightly, and he made a deep salute: "Thank you." ”

He sighed lightly: "Go, Concubine Xian is not here at this time." If he doesn't say anything, he's afraid he won't have a chance to listen. ”

Watching her back approach Zichen Hall step by step, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a cool smile.

What reason does she use, what does it matter? As long as it came out of her mouth, he agreed. Even if she wants his life at this time, he will give it.