The wind is cold. It hurts like a knife when it blows on the face.

Zhishan gathered the windshield in front of her cloak. Looking up, he looked up at the word "Gu Fu" hidden in the wind and snow, which was slightly unreal. The gaze is calm. The reddened fingers hidden in the sleeves tightened the food box in his hand. Walk towards the Gu Mansion.

She can be regarded as a frequent visitor to the Gu Mansion......

Zhishan wanted to laugh but couldn't. All the way. The sweeping servant saluted her. The maid who carries the water is blessed to her. No one in this house knows her. Maybe everyone thought that she would become the young lady of the Gu Mansion. But the young master of the Gu Mansion never gave her any expectations......

Listen to the rain building.

Before I even entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of medicine. Zhishan couldn't help but feel a slight pain in her heart. It looks like I've been pricked with a needle. The scholar Anping saw her and hurriedly greeted her. Take the food box in her hand. Laughing: "It's snowing so heavily. I thought Miss Zhishan wouldn't come......"

Zhi Shan smiled: "What about your young master."

An Ping frowned and said, "Young Master is sick again this morning. It took a while to get better. Zhixiang waited for him to take the medicine. I'm lying on the couch at this time......"

Zhishan's expression was slightly paused. After a moment, he nodded. Said: "I made the snacks in this box myself. It is estimated that Jing Han can't eat it now. I'll give him another meal later."

An Ping said: "Yes."

"I'll go see him." Zhishan finished speaking and went upstairs.

There are two pots of bluegrass under the two windows. There are also two pots of blooming narcissus in the green vase on the small table of plum blossoms at the curtain. It's just that the fragrance of flowers and plants in the room can't hide the strong smell of medicine.

Zhi Shan slowly moved over the bas-relief screen painted with landscapes, fish and insects. I saw Gu Yanzhao leaning on the bed. Holding a book in his hand. The eyebrows are indifferent. It seems to be looking very seriously. It wasn't until she walked up to her that she noticed her. A look of surprise flashed on Gu Yanzhao's pale face. But it was back to good times very quickly. He looked at her. Then he looked out the empty window, and the snow was falling sparsely. Said: "Zhixiang. Fetch a hand stove."

Zhixiang moves extremely fast. I saw the reddish tip of Fucha Zhishan's nose and understood. Immediately hand the hand stove to Zhishan. He said, "It's the first snow. It's cold. Miss Zhishan take it warmly."

Fucha Zhishan took it. Sit at the end of the bed with your hands in your hands. His gaze fell on his pale and thin fingers, and there was a slight pain in his heart. But a smile appeared on his face. Asked, "What book are you reading?"

"It's just some scriptures......"

"The weather will be fine in two days. Let's go to the mountains to see how the plum blossoms are. Now some of the early-planted plum blossoms have already bloomed......" Zhishan said.

Gu Yanzhao looked at her cheerful smiling face. Even though he couldn't bear it, he shook his head. Ji Huang: You've seen it. He is especially fond of plum blossoms. If you want to go see me, ask him to accompany you......"

"No need." Zhishan interrupted him.

Zhishan held the cloisonné enamel hand stove in her hand, and felt a little resentful. After being silent for a long time, seeing that Gu Yanzhao was also speechless, he raised his head and said, "The Treasure Pavilion has arrived, and there are many rare antiques. Let's go see it in two days."

Gu Yanzhao shook his head. Zhishan's barely piled up smile finally couldn't hold on. She boasted about her face. Sighed: "You are gentle and humble to all. Why are you so cold to me?"

"Jing Han is not ......," Gu Yanzhao's unfinished words were held down by Zhi Shan's slender onion fingers.

Zhishan stared at him. I know what you're trying to say. I also know what you're going to say. So you don't have to say it......"

Gu Yanzhao was silent. Zhishan lowered her head and fiddled with the stove in her hand and said, "The emperor left for the Old Summer Palace a few days ago......"

"What about her." Gu Yanzhao said.

Zhishan's heart twitched. "She's still in the palace. The emperor only took the nobles to ......"

Gu Yanzhao lowered his eyes and was silent. Zhishan said, "You don't have to worry. She's fine......"

Gu Yanzhao nodded. Zhishan said again. You know she's been weak since she gave birth. The emperor kept her in the palace so that she could recuperate well......"

"You don't have to come to the house every day to tell me this......"

Zhishan's eyes lit up. Gu Yanzhao said again. You're right. She is already the emperor's concubine, and the emperor will take care of her. And I ......" the hand holding the scroll was slightly strained. It's long gone......

Gu Yanzhao stared at her. She came to tell him this every day. It's probably uncomfortable in my heart......

He couldn't bear her friendship. I couldn't give her even the slightest response. He owes her. Maybe you can't pay it back in this life......

Zhishan hooked her lips and smiled. There is also a smile in the crooked eyes. She nodded heavily. This snowstorm brought her a different kind of warmth. Gu Yanzhao. Someday. You'll see mine. Is that right.

The cold wind howls. Snow. Rubbing cotton and falling to the ground like a wrinkle.

Look around. Everywhere you look, it's white. Glazed tile. The purple gold wall is also dyed with a bit of cold chill.

Su Yi wears a fox cloak embroidered with a silver red feather satin embroidered hibiscus. Walk slowly in the snow. Qiu Ruo and Yun Rou stood in front of the porch worriedly and looked at her. With such a big snow, Suyi prefers to take a walk in the courtyard. They couldn't stop her, so they had to watch her figure carefully for fear of an accident.

Silver-red cloak. Fluffy white fox fur on the brim of the hat. Sticks softly on the forehead. Su Yi put both hands in a tender yellow plum blossom hand warmer. One step at a time, very slowly. Her face was still pale and bloodless. If it weren't for the reddened nose frozen by the wind and snow, it would really be like snow. The emaciated figure looked even more weak in the wind and snow. She walked slowly. I just feel like my feet are soaked with ice and snow. Bitter cold. She couldn't help but tremble. I just feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker. She staggered under her feet and leaned limply against the trunk of the dead wood. In the distance, Qiu Ruo and Yun Rou rushed towards her anxiously. The moment she fell. Raise your eyes and look at the snowflakes flying in the sky. There was a light smile on his lips......

She felt as if she had had a long dream. There are flowers and grass in the dream. There is her father. There is the Shen family. But it's such a beautiful dream. That's good. Good enough to make her feel scared. The bright light pierced her eyes slightly. She narrowed her eyes. Turning over weakly. She smiled slightly as she saw the candlelight on the candlestick on one side of the bed. It was a dream......

Qiu Ruo stayed by her side. Seeing her open her eyes, she was overjoyed: "Master. You're awake."

Su Yi nodded. But there was a sharp, dull pain in his throat as he spoke." What time has it been?"

"Three quarters in the hour."

Su Yi's eyes flashed slightly. Look at the airtight curtain. Qiu Ruo immediately understood what she meant. "It's still snowing outside. Master. You slept for two days......"

Su Yi was a little surprised for a moment. But even if it recovers as before. She whispered, "This year's snow seems to have come a little early......"

Qiu Ruo looked at her deeply sunken eye sockets and her increasingly thin silhouette. The pain in my heart arises. I remembered what Imperial Doctor Sun said yesterday. Su Yi's body has reached the point where it can't be turned. A sour nose. Tears are about to fall. She barely held back biting her lip and said, "Hmm...... This year's winter may be a little longer......"

There was a pause. He smiled and said, "But I asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs for charcoal fire. No need to worry about ......"

Su Yi held her hand. Pursed his lips and smiled: "The people of the Internal Affairs Office have always seen the wind and steered the rudder. The emperor hasn't been to Zhongcui Palace for a month. How could they give you charcoal in advance?"

Qiu Ruo's heart was stagnant. explained: "Long live the Lord is going to the Old Summer Palace. Not in the palace. If you come back. I will come first to see the master's ......"

"Long live Lord won't come......"

Su Yi muttered. I still remember the scene of that day. The next day he left for the Old Summer Palace. Maybe he'...... Just don't want to see her. I don't want to think of her......

"Master......" Qiu Ruo called. I want to persuade her but I don't know how to open my mouth.

Su Yi suddenly coughed. Lying flat on his back, he was also lying on his stomach because of coughing. Qiu Ruo helped her sit up with a panicked face. Master......"

Su Yi wanted to say something. But the violent coughing made her unable to make any sound. His face, which was as pale as snow, was also blue and pale. Qiu Ruo hurriedly turned around and went to pour water for her. When she walked back to Su Yi with water, she saw a blood stain oozing from Su Yi's lips. At the moment, his face changed greatly. The teacup in his hand fell to the ground and made a very crisp sound. Changxi, who was keeping vigil outside, heard the sound and hurriedly broke in. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Su Yi wiped the blood stains from the corners of her lips with her fingers. Said: "It's okay......"

Qiu Ruo's tears were already full of eyes, and seeing Su Yi's face indifferent, she had to say astringently: "I accidentally dropped a tea cup. Changxi. You clean up ......."

Changxi looked at them suspiciously. Bent over and squatted on the ground to clean up the debris. Qiu Ruo changed the cup again and poured a glass of water for Su Yi. Su Yi took it and took a sip of it. Qiu Ruo turned around and put the cup on the table, but he didn't look back at half a ring.

Su Yi sat on the couch. Looking at Qiu Ruo's back. Whispered: "Qiu Ruo ......"

But his voice was weak and hoarse. Qiu Ruo raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, turned around and walked to the edge of the couch and sat down. He took out his silk handkerchief and opened Su Yi's still bloodstained palm, wiping it silently.

Didn't say a word from beginning to end. But Su Yi clearly saw round tears sliding down Qiu Ruo's cheeks and dripping on her hands. The palms of her hands were burned with her tears. She only felt a tear in her heart. Su Yi took her hand. Soft voice: "Qiu Ruo ......"

"Don't you cry......"

Qiu Ruo has never shed tears in front of Su Yi. At this time, she cried so unscrupulously, she didn't know how to persuade her. The voice softened a little more: "Qiu Ruo ......"

"Why don't you know how to take good care of your body?"

Su Yi didn't speak. Qiu Ruo suddenly said, "It's time for you to drink the medicine. I'm going to call Midori ......"

Su Yi grabbed her sleeve. Shook his head.