Yijin seems to have fallen in love with the romance in the snow, the moon is hanging high, and the sky and the end are covered with a layer of vast silver white.

A bright red fur cloak and his dark ink cloak stood out in the silver world.

There were long rows of footprints in pairs in the snow, and she liked to look back at the path they had walked together.

Every time I look at it, her hand will always clench the gentle palm that is always afraid that she will fall.

"The Emperor's ......" has all the tenderness under her long eyelashes, and she never thought that the most unlikely person in the world would leave the only one to herself.

It's a bit flattering.

"What's wrong?"

She took two steps forward, and there were more pairs of footprints in the snow. She pulled the man and pointed to the gazebo not far away.

"Let's go there."

"Okay." The fourth master held the playful woman tightly, the woman who insisted on coming out to step on the footprints when the snow was so deep.

went to the pavilion and shook the cold on his body, You'an prepared some hot tea, and the fourth master poured one of the cups and handed it to Yijin.

"It's cold, hurry up and take a sip to warm up."

Yijin held the teacup and blew a few sips, but the weather was cold, and it was already cold before he drank it.

She paused, put down the teacup in her hand, and looked at the fourth master.

The fourth master in the snow scene looked extremely pale, the residual poison was not cleared, and his complexion was always a little less ruddy.

"Your Majesty, the Empress is coming back soon. Is it time for the concubine to return to the cold palace? Yijin looked at the fourth master.

"Cold Palace?"

Only then did the fourth master remember that she didn't know about the arrangements in the past few days.

"The queen is back, why are you going into the cold palace."

"The concubine is afraid that the queen will be unfavorable to you, not to mention that my palace is the one who is locked up in the cold palace by the emperor."

The fourth master smiled and poured himself a cup of tea. Get up and pull up Yijin.

"I said I would take you back to the palace. Aren't you in the Temple of Cultivating the Heart now? As for the queen's affairs, she is afraid that she will never have a chance to disadvantage me again. Because I won't give her any chance. The fourth master smiled and picked up Yijin and walked towards the Heart Cultivation Palace.

"Now I just want you to be my woman happily, and you don't have to think about anything else, because you can only think of me alone."

"That Yuan'er."

"Naturally, it's back to the palace."

On the desk is his decree to the world.

"Look, I want you to be the most noble woman in the Qing Dynasty, in charge of the harem, and my imperial concubine."

The fourth master saw her touching the holy decree thoughtfully, so he hugged her tightly in his arms, and the warm breath was crispy and numb behind her ears.

A low, magnetic, soul-stirring hand walked around her waist.

"I like it."

"I like it."

"What reward do I have for doing so well."

"What reward?"

The fourth master felt that some words should be made clear: "Ling'er has returned to Zhongcui Palace, Yuan'er I also ordered someone to take him back, you will see it tonight, the queen beat you fifty boards, and I punished her for kneeling on the stone steps." Are you saying that what I did was bad? ”

"You want the queen to kneel on the stone steps because of the concubine."

"Not so."

The fourth master leaned close to Yijin's lips and held her face, he liked her unique and fresh taste, which made people linger.

"No......," she smiled, and those things didn't matter anymore.

She kissed and pecked, her warm and warm lips went straight to his heart, and the fourth master lost his soul and imprisoned her in his arms.

"Jin'er, I want to ......"

"Give me a princess." His hand fell to her waist, and Yi Jin buried his head in his chest and smiled shyly.

"The concubine still wants an elder brother."