Feng Xuanyu slowly fell on the eaves of the top of the hall, holding a white dove in his hand, he took off the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's legs, poured out the paper, slowly spread it out, with the brilliant fireworks, the handwriting jumped into the eye.

For a long time, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, as if the night sky where the fireworks were displayed faintly showed a delicate and charming face, and the corners of his mouth flashed a trace of helplessness. Originally, she wanted to keep her away from the whirlpool of right and wrong, but she didn't admit it, she fell into the waves again, and actually used a ring plot to turn things around in the country of day! Although Nai Luo's letter explained her intention at the end of the letter, Miss Su's advice was not to interfere in the struggle for power between Li Moxiao and King Luo, but just to change a quiet and leisurely life. In fact, he knew that she seemed to be soft and weak, but she was arrogant and strong, and she was obsessed.

Naluo letter asked Feng Xuanyu to rest assured that Miss Su almost stayed at home and had never been in contact with outsiders. And Su Xiru and Zhao Zijin guarded Li Moxiao with personal guards, as for Li Moxiao, he came to the garden to disturb Miss Su only a handful of times, and there was no chance in the future, because Miss Su had an agreement with him.

Miss Su recited the Heart Sutra with Master Wushuang in the morning and evening, and in her spare time, she composed music and piano music, and her life was leisurely. The strange thing is that Bai Guansheng, the Kunlun Shendi, has lived in seclusion for many years, and actually appeared next to Miss Su, who is a music idiot and may be attracted by Miss Su's music. That's fine, Miss Su's safety doesn't need to worry, with Bai Guansheng, an invisible master, others can't get close at all.

Feng Xuanyu looked at the night sky in a daze, fireworks lit up the lights of thousands of homes, and there was a playful cheer in his ears. At this time, the gongs and drums in the palace are noisy, the music is around, the singing and dancing are leveled, and the toast is celebrated with the New Year's Eve, which is a prosperous atmosphere.

Feng Xuanyu quietly left in the noisy and lively palace feast, jumped on the roof of the palace, and looked into the distance.

His heartstrings tingled, entangled with sadness: Ruo'er, no matter where you are? Without you by your side, the days are boring, the prosperity has never been in sight, and the magnificent mountains and rivers cannot be loved. At this time last year, she held hands with him, overlooking the bright fireworks, and her eyes were full of brilliant New Year's vigil nights. She once said that she would never forget the end of the first year with him in this life, and he promised that he would stay with her at the end of every year in this life, he lost his word, and she was far away.

The fireworks were as noisy and quiet as ever, and the night of the vigil was beautiful, but he felt lonely, just because she was far away from the world.

Under the palace wall, Night Shadow and Xiao Wei looked up at the eaves side by side with a lonely figure, tacitly acknowledging each other, standing silently to accompany each other.

"Brother Qi must be thinking about Sister Ruo!" Jiahui slowly walked out of the banquet, stared at the white moon floating on the top of the palace, and said gloomily: "I still can't understand, why did Sister Ruo abandon Seventh Brother and leave?" Where exactly did she go? ”

Zhao Zimo stopped, glanced at her sideways, was silent, frowned and looked up.

Not far away, the majestic Feng Xuansheng and the eldest sister looked at each other, and then turned their heads to gaze at Feng Xuanyu's figure. Dechun took a step forward and said softly: "The civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are all drinking happily, Your Majesty must not be absent without reason, when the New Year is auspicious, the bell is coming, and Your Majesty should preside over the overall situation."

Feng Xuansheng retracted his suspicious gaze, stopped talking, and finally nodded and turned away.

Dechun looked at the fluttering back of his clothes on the roof, sighed lightly, and quietly retreated.

Yi Wangfu, chasing cloud building.

Jiang Xueke leaned against the railing of the building, his eyes full of desolation, staring at the brightly lit Moxuanju.

Xiangmei hugged the mink cloak and put it on for her and said, "Master, why is this difficult? finally picked up a life, and fell into a lot of problems, why don't you cherish yourself so much. The night is cold and heavy, and what is there again, but how is it good? ”

Jiang Xueke still looked at Mo Xuanju, her pretty face was full of bitterness, as if muttering: "Even if I fight for him, I still can't get his heart, even if Su Liruo leaves, I still lose." After saying that, her eyes were confused, and she suddenly sighed: "It's another lonely year-end night, I don't know how many years I can endure?"

"The prince lives in the palace, and this New Year's night is naturally played in the palace." Xiangmei saw that she insisted on staring at Mo Xuanju, so she said: "Yan Niang asked people to light all the lights in the house, there... In fact, no one lived there, and the prince never returned. ”

Jiang Xueke's heart was shocked, clutching his chest with a faint pain, and gasping uncomfortably: "He is really ruthless..."

"Master!" Seeing that her face was pale, Xiangmei hurriedly supported her and freed up a hand to ease her. "The prince assists His Majesty, so he is naturally busy, and sometimes he can't take care of his master, so why should the master be serious? The day before yesterday, the master's heart hurt, didn't the prince also rush back? ”

Jiang Xueke's heart moved, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and his face surged with a sharp cold: "You go and tell Manager Yu and Yanniang that my old illness is happening again, my heart hurts so badly that I almost faint..."

"Yes!" Xiangmei was stunned, then understood something, and bowed her head in response.

Looking at Xiangmei's distant back, Jiang Xueke sneered on her lips, and murmured: "The pain will only increase more and more in the future, and it will become more and more severe..." You and I are entangled, I'm just afraid that it won't die! Su Liruo, you were defeated by me in the end and fled, then you can take a good look at how I captured Feng Xuanyu's heart and regained the love that belonged to me...

Daytime, splendid garden.

Su Xiru and Zhao Zijin accompanied Li Moxiao into the palace for a banquet, and Master Wushuang entered retreat and fasted for half a month. Bai Guansheng was almost obsessed because a note and trick could not be fused, and he didn't eat or drink for a few days and meditated.

Su Liruo looked at a table of treasures, ate a few bites hastily, and then retreated from Jiu'er and Xiaoyue, and walked in the garden alone.

The cold wind scorched the delicate skin, and the face was painful, Su Liruo felt a cold to the bone, and when he touched it, it was ice water. She glanced up at the air, and the snow was falling, and she was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, so she took the lantern from the pavilion and carried it to the back yard.

Sure enough, a few plum blossoms quietly bloomed, facing the cold wind, standing proudly in the snow. Su Liruo was stunned for a while, but forgot that the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the cold air of the fox fur cloak invaded the body.

A burst of footsteps came in a hurry, and with the sound of exclamations, Su Liruo suddenly came back to his senses, only to see Jiu'er and Xiaoyue running over with anxious faces.

"Girl, why are you running here in the snow? It is easy to find a slave and maid who is harmful, and if you get sick, is it not a sin! Jiu'er and Xiaoyue helped Su Liruo, who was almost covered with snowflakes, and walked back.

Jiu'er flicked down the snowflakes on Su Liruo's fox fur hat as she walked, and Xiaoyue held her hand, kept breathing, and said distressedly: "The girl is weak and cold, why do you still suffer?" This... My hands are frozen! ”

"It's fine!" Su Liruo smiled, and when she saw that they were in a hurry, she shook her head and comforted: "How can I be so squeamish? However, when I went to the back garden to enjoy the plum blossoms and the snow was drenched, it was rare for the snow to fall on the night of the New Year's Celebration, when would I be able to meet such a scene..."

Jiu'er and Xiaoyue saw that she didn't care like this, and they were worried again, and Su Liruo couldn't say anything more, so they went back to the house with them, changed their snow-drenched lonely fur cloak, and changed their clothes and bathed to warm up. After the charcoal basin in the house was burning and the room was warm, they waited for Su Liruo to go to bed and fell asleep, and then they withdrew.

Su Liruo couldn't sleep, after a toss, the joy in her heart had long been gone, and she couldn't help but sigh gloomily, the original poetic days were gone!

Suddenly, a banging sound shook through the snowy night, Su Liruo was stunned, and then understood something? She got up suddenly, wrapped herself in a shawl, and went to the window and pushed it open, and the snow poured in with the cold wind. She couldn't help but shudder, but she only folded the shawl, and did not retreat, but looked up at the night sky.

The disturbing snowflakes flutter and dance, and the night sky has been transformed into a colorful color by dazzling fireworks, accompanied by the ringing of the bell at the end of the year, intertwining with the dazzling white snow.

Su Liruo stared, and the sorrow in her heart gradually woke up, spreading throughout her body. The scene of happiness that intervenes in front of me is interlocked, ten fingers are interlocked, fireworks are enjoyed, and the night sky vows are vividly in my eyes, as if in my ears, but now they are holding on to one side, and they are only increasing their lovesickness.

With a long sigh, her eyes staring at the fireworks on a snowy night were hazy, at this moment her heart suddenly became cramped, and the sadness of loneliness at this moment made her feel remorseful, if she didn't care about Jiang Xueke's existence? And if she didn't stay away from his side? If she was just an ordinary woman in the lonely red dust? Pity... All the dooms in this world are doomed, so she has nowhere to escape.

What she pursues is the love of a couple for a lifetime, how can she tolerate the happiness she has? Even though she knew his intentions well, she was still stubborn about her arrogance, because she understood that she was responsible for recovering the country, how could her sister let her go? Similarly, how could Jiang Xueke let go easily?

It's just that I don't know, after she turns around, she and him are far away from each other, one side is lonely, the other side is lovesick, can she get together again? Thinking of the scene when he took care of Jiang Xueke, she suddenly smiled desolate and bitterly, even if she missed each other, she couldn't match the favor, and his pride made him unwilling to owe anyone and try his best to repay the kindness. And her stubbornness made her unwilling to become his weakness, so she could only resolutely let go and turn around proudly. This is the helplessness of him and her, unable to stay away from the distractions of the world, the prying eyes of others, the impermanence of fate, and the tricks of fate.

Su Liruo only felt that his face was cold, thinking that it was a flurry of snowflakes, but when he reached out to touch it, it was embarrassing tears. It turns out that the love has been deep into the bones, the lovesickness has entered the marrow, how not to read how not to love, how to let go and how to let go?

She stood in front of the window in a daze for a long time, not realizing that the fireworks had disappeared, the snowflakes were silent, and the night was silent. It turned out that the night of the vigil ended with the bells and fireworks, and the old year had passed and time had passed.

Su Liruo's thoughts were in a trance, sometimes gloomy, the end of the world was far away, and sometimes she was annoyed and regretted that she was too high and couldn't compromise for love. Sometimes they lamented that they were born in the imperial family, shouldering heavy burdens and not helping themselves, and sometimes immersed in the love of the two lovers and lingering love. Sleepless all night, thoughts surging like a tide, hitting her heartstrings, even breathing painfully.

When she staggered away from the window and lay down on the bed, the sky was white, and it was the new year.

Jiu'er and Xiaoyue wondered if Su Li usually didn't let them wait, and if there would be anything to tell them about today's orientation, they waited at the door. After waiting for a long time but not getting up, he wandered outside the door and never dared to knock. It wasn't until Zhao Zijin came over to inquire that he anxiously told him that Miss Su braved the snow and enjoyed the plum blossoms last night and almost froze into ice, so it would be good to not see any movement today!

When Zhao Zijin heard this, he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't knock on the door, so he had to go around to the back yard and jump in through the window. When he came to the inner bedroom, he saw Su Liruo falling asleep, stretched out his hand to probe, and was startled, Su Liruo's forehead was hot, her face was unusually red, but her lips were pale and cold.

In this way, without warning, a serious illness suddenly came, and Su Liruo was bedridden for more than a month. Li Moxiao heard that Su Liruo was seriously ill, so he threw his previous agreement out of the clouds and guarded her for a few days and nights, until the haggard Su Liruo lowered his face and expelled him sternly, and he left in a huff.

In the early spring, it rained for several days of continuous light rain, and Su Liruo, who had recovered almost the same, became sick again, tired of locking her eyebrows.

Zhao Zijin and Su Xiru were busy and didn't care about her, during this period of time, King Luo's henchmen frequently provoked, attacked Li Moxiao directly, and listed many of his faults. Among them, Li Moxiao abolished the concubine's reckless behavior, and pretended to be an envoy to the Moon Kingdom, the purpose of which was to bring her back to the Day Kingdom for the beauty of the Moon Country last year. The prince of a dignified country, the future prince is so absurd and unreasonable, and wants to set off a bloody storm between the two countries for a woman.

In the court, in the face of the impeachment of the courtiers who supported King Luo, Li Moxiao looked indifferent and sneered.

Li Zhenchen, the king of Luo, looked at Li Moxiao calmly with a pair of sharp eyes, and saw that he had nothing to do with himself, so he couldn't help but ponder, and his heart moved, as if he understood something? A strange smile surged at the corner of his mouth: It seems that there is no real evidence, and Li Moxiao's status will never be shaken! Thinking about it, he squinted and let the two forces fight in the hall, fiercely and angrily, but he always remained calm and calm.

Emperor Zhen looked at the courtiers in the palace angrily, forming two factions that supported their masters, and their words were fierce, such as saber rattling, with guns and sticks. Then he shouted angrily, left his seat and brushed his sleeves away, and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty saw that Emperor Zhen was furious and made a big move, and it stopped abruptly in an instant, and there was silence.

Li Moxiao looked at Emperor Zhen's indignant back, his heart was shocked, his face was gloomy, he stared at Li Zhenchen fiercely, and left the hall with his hands in his hands.

Li Zhenchen's eyes were deep, and he hurried quickly, came to the door of the hall, and called Li Moxiao: "Your Highness!"

Li Mo Xiao suddenly stopped, slowly turned around and said coldly, "What advice does King Luo have?"

Li Zhenchen raised his eyebrows quietly, and said, "Your Highness doesn't need to be angry with their foolish words, Fei Bo is suspicious."

Li Moxiao sneered and said proudly: "This prince's pedantic words about stubborn people are unbearable and not very popular, how can he be angry? King Luo has a heart! ”

Li Zhenchen smiled meaningfully and said, "Your Highness is wise, but this king is too worried!"

Li Moxiao grimaced, snorted coldly, and stared at him coldly.

At this time, Zhao Zijin and Su Xiru, who were guarding outside the hall, saw Li Moxiao come out, so they greeted him.

Li Zhenchen smiled disapprerovingly, ignored Li Moxiao's hostile gaze, glanced at the handsome faces of Zhao Zijin and the others, and joked: "Your Highness is so blessed, such a personable young man is really rare in the world!" As he spoke, he laughed, took a step, and walked away.

Li Moxiao looked at his distant back hatefully, and spat: "Phew! Villain! It's a means of being behind it..."

The night rain was still dripping, beating on the silent heart, and the lanterns under the eaves were dim and flickering, crumbling.

A dark shadow floated across the roof, leaping down at a rapid pace, leaping into the slightly open window. Quietly came to the bedside, swept away the veil, and looked at the neatly stacked bedding, his eyes were stunned, and he was turning around, but there was a slight breeze blowing in his ears. He tilted his head and soared, and in an instant, a palm force slammed into the air, shaking the veil wildly...