Aunt Yun Xi helped Mei Guifei Niangniang to walk back to Yichun Hall all the way through the wind and snow, and I don't know what happened on the way, today is a sunny weather, it should be a time to melt the snow, but the sky is actually snowing again.

Yun Xi persuaded him: "Niangniang, let's go faster, it's snowing now, be careful not to catch a cold." ”

Xia Rongxin's heart was like ashes at this time, she didn't care about her body anymore, she staggered away by Yun Xi's body, recalling the bits and pieces she had been with Qi Bingyu, Xia Rongxin felt aggrieved.

Over the years, she has given birth to a son and a daughter for Qi Bingyu, if there is no her, the entire royal family will have no nobles except the crown prince, after Lu Fushuang's death, she did her best to help manage the affairs of the palace, worked hard, and never let Qi Bingyu worry.

knew that he missed Lu Fushuang, and he never complained, and helped to select a woman who looked like Lu Fushuang for him to choose from in the draft, he has always treated him sincerely, why, why does he never seem to have taken himself to heart until now.

Xia Rongxin didn't understand, is the emperor really just the kind of person who knows how to cherish after he loses? Could it be that after he died, Qi Bingyu would miss himself like this?

Xia Rongxin's face was full of despair, he reprimanded himself in public for the feast yesterday, he could understand it, but when he knew that Lu Huiling had messed up all this, not only did he not ask for Lu Huiling's life, but now he openly went to the prison to see her in front of her, which really made her feel cold.

"Won't the plum blossoms bloom again?" Xia Rongxin looked up at the heavy snow falling from the sky, and then inadvertently saw the plum blossom tree next to it that had already withered, and couldn't help asking.

Aunt Yun Xi was slightly stunned, and then looked in the direction of Mei Guifei's eyes, the tree had already bloomed plum blossoms, and she thought that it would not bloom again this winter, but now that she said this, it would definitely hurt Mei Guifei's heart.

"Niangniang, the plum blossoms will bloom again next year." Aunt Yun Xi said softly.

Aunt Yun Xi has always stayed by Mei Guifei's side, and she has been by her side since she was just a nobleman, she knows that Mei Guifei has a deep affection for the emperor, and in her opinion, it has already surpassed Empress Mingxian's feelings for the emperor.

But I can't figure it out, why can't the emperor see it?

I can't see Mei Guifei's sincerity and good intentions, but now for the sake of a Lu Huiling, I threw Mei Guifei in the white snow, how can I bear it!

But at this time, Aunt Yun Xi didn't know how to comfort Mei Guifei, the current Mei Guifei must be very desperate, she definitely didn't know what the meaning of what she had done by herself.

Soon, they walked to the Yichun Palace, Xia Rongxin walked in and raised her head, only to see the cloud top sandalwood as the beam, the crystal jade as the lamp, the pearl as the curtain, and Fan Jin as the pillar base.

The six-foot-wide agarwood bed is hung next to the shark silk treasure tent, and the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread begonia flowers, and the wind is moving, like falling clouds and mountains and phantom seas.

The couch is set up with a green jade incense pillow, covered with soft silkworm ice sticks, and stacked with jade belts.

There is a huge bright moon pearl hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining brightly, like a bright moon.

The ground is paved with white jade, embedded with gold beads, chiseled into a lotus, the flowers become the appearance of a five-stemmed lotus, the petals are fresh and exquisite, even the stamens are delicate and recognizable, and the barefoot step is only warm and moist, it is actually chiseled into the warm jade of Lantian, straight like the jade lotus step by step, comparable to the extravagance of Pan Yuer's golden lotus step by step.

Around the main hall, the ancient trees are towering, the green trees are shady, the red walls and yellow tiles are splendid.

It's a big palace-like building, and the golden glazed tiles shine brightly in the sun.

At the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate, there is a black gold silk nanmu plaque, and there are three big characters inscribed on it - "Yichun Palace".

This symbolizes the emperor's supreme favor for Xia Rongxin, but in Xia Rongxin's eyes, these have long become nothing.

"Niangniang, the slave will help you to rest." Aunt Yun Xi looked at Concubine Mei like this, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Xia Rongxin leaned on the concubine's floor, looked at the snow outside the window, and sang a minor tune in Qin Huai: "There are talented people in the southern country, and they dance with a light green waist." The feast is in the autumn twilight, and the clouds and rain are flying. It is as graceful as a dragon and as graceful as a dragon. Yue Yan strikes Qianxi, Wu Ji stops white? The slow state cannot be poor, and the complex posture is curved to the end. The low lotus breaks the waves, and the chaotic snow lingers in the wind. When the fall flows? , repair wants to go back to the void. I couldn't catch it, so I flew away to chase the shock. ”

The singing is miserable and lingering, and it is tactful and uncertain in the Yichun Palace, which makes people feel distressed.

Aunt Yun Xi then knelt on the edge of the concubine, also silently shedding tears.

Rongfu's father-in-law stood outside the door, listening to the singing of the concubine, and naturally felt uncomfortable.

At this time, Qi Wangshu and Qingyin were about to come to Yichun Hall to greet the concubine, who knew that as soon as she entered the door, she heard such a singing, and she was also stunned.

Qi Wangshu walked in, Rong Fu saw that the princess was coming, and was about to salute and pass the report, Qi Wangshu raised his hand to stop him, and then walked straight in.

At this time, Xia Rongxin had already closed her eyes and rested.

Aunt Yun Xi felt that the princess walked in, and hurriedly got up to greet her, Qi Wangshu raised her hand to stop her as well, and then walked to the side of the concubine.

I saw that the concubine's figure was slightly thin at this time, Sven's facial features were exquisite, and the ruddy on her lips was eye-catching and prominent on her slightly pale face.

Her cheeks sank deeply, her usually bright eyes seemed to become two black holes at this time, and the corners of her mouth squirmed slightly, breathing rapidly.

Suddenly, her eyes moved slightly, and she tugged at the corners of her mouth, making a coughing sound from her throat.

She seemed to want to speak, but couldn't spit out a word. When we meet when we are sick, tears flow first, the delicate sickness, and the little tears on the beauty's face.

This kind of appearance makes Qi Wangshu feel very distressed, she is the daughter of the mother concubine, the mother and daughter are connected, she can best know how distressed the mother concubine is at this moment.

When she came, she had already heard about what had just happened in the Qinzheng Palace, and she couldn't imagine why her father could be so cruel to her mother?

But Qi Wangshu couldn't do anything, he could only hold his mother's hand, squat aside, and look up at the heavy snow in the sky.

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Side plug at this time.

Dark clouds hissed across the sky and pierced the thunderbolts, and the smell of blood-red fish permeated the dead and noisy ruins.

The wails and sword shadows that had just dissipated bloomed in the wind again, and the accumulated remnants were hideous and terrifying, and the thick aura made people almost suffocate.

At this moment, half of the remaining soldiers on both sides have fallen, and the leaders facing each other in front of the two sides are tired and resolute, and the ultimate decisive battle between the Celestial Empire and Daliang is already a tragic and catastrophe of blood.

Qi Jingqin stared at the cold wind and sat on horseback, his eyes were slightly red, for this battle, they had stayed up for several nights without blinking their eyes.

The wind swept the sand across his cheeks, and after more than half a year of fighting, his countenance had already become vicissitudes and toughness.

He carries the trust of the people of the Celestial Empire on his shoulders, and he must not lose this battle!