Song Huaci looked out the window, and in the cold night, it was vaguely visible that the residual snow from last night had not completely melted, so Song Huaci had the idea of climbing on the roof with Song Qiaoshu to see the snow.

She asked Qi Wan to find a ladder, and then pulled Song Qiaoshu, who was reluctant and did not dare, to go out with an expression of "what kind of body is this".

Seeing that she had set up the ladder, Song Huaci climbed up neatly, and Song Qiaoshu, who saw it, was frightened and immediately helped her hold the ladder.

"Sister, come up quickly." Song Huaci stood on the roof and felt it, and said to Song Qiaoshu with a smile: "Sister, if you don't come up, I'll go down and pull you."

Song Qiaoshu was afraid that it would be unsafe for her to go back and forth, and she didn't dare to climb up, so she could only keep saying, "Ancestral Hall, come down quickly!"

Song Huaci smiled and walked up a few steps again, and said to Qianjuan: "Qijuan, you quickly help my sister and let her come up, it's okay."

Qian Wan knew the character of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall and did not give up until the goal was achieved, and knew that persuasion was useless, so she bowed to Song Qiaoshu and respectfully persuaded: "Third Miss, you see that Miss is rarely so happy today, are you willing to ruin her interest?"

Song Qiaoshu looked at the high ladder, then looked at the Song Painting Temple with a bright smile and an expectant face, sighed, gritted her teeth and climbed up the ladder.

Song Huaci knelt on the eaves and was about to stretch out her hand to pull her, Song Qiaoshu was so frightened that her face turned white: "I don't want you to pull, you go up quickly!"

Song Huaci was startled by her sudden exclamation, and really almost fell down. She couldn't tell her sister that she had jumped down from the roof many times when she first started practicing light exercises, and she was afraid that Song Qiaoshu would not come up if she was worried, so she could only obediently stand up and walk inside.

Song Qiaoshu saw that she was safe, so she concentrated on climbing up.

When Song Qiaoshu struggled to muster up the courage to climb onto the roof with both hands and feet, and sat on the roof with the Song Painting Temple, she sighed in her heart that no matter what time it was, she couldn't bear to be disappointed when it came.

Snow began to fall sporadically in the sky again, sticking to the hair and cotton clothes of Song Huaci and Song Qiaoshu. When the north wind blows, the sideburns fly. The clouds in the sky are rolling around, and I don't know where to go.

The two of them looked at the vast sky that could only be seen from a high place, and the cobalt blue night seemed to contain countless joys and sorrows in the past. And the Song Painting Temple reveals the confusion that only dare to show in the dark night.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, her first year in this world. So where will she be next year?

"Sister, follow me to the Prince's Mansion, okay?"

The old matter of the Song Painting Temple was brought up again, and Song Qiaoshu was silent. At this time, I still didn't know how to answer her.

In fact, after Song Huaci said it that day, she secretly thought about it when she went back. But what could she do? It's not hers after all, it's not hers, if she lives in the prince's mansion, it's just adding to the trouble.

If the Song Painting Temple knew one day that her sister actually missed her husband, then what kind of face should she get along with the Song Painting Temple?

What she has lost now is only Meng Zhaoyan, but if she accidentally lets the Song Painting Temple realize that she likes Meng Zhaoyan, what she will lose will be Meng Zhaoyan and her sister who depends on her for her life.

But the next sentence of Song Huaci made Song Qiaoshu's hands and feet cold all of a sudden: "Sister, if you like it, you must be brave enough to chase it, otherwise, it will only increase regrets."

"I ...... I didn't ......," Song Qiaoshu subconsciously retorted.

"Sister, I know. You don't have to hide it from me, and you don't have to be afraid. I hope you get what you want, really. Song Huaci turned his head to look at the panicked Song Qiaoshu, revealing a comforting smile.

But the more comforted Song Huaci was, the more ashamed Song Qiaoshu became, her tears came out at once, and she soon couldn't cry: "Ancestral Hall, my sister doesn't want to rob you, really, I didn't want to rob the third prince." I was just...... I just like him too much. I don't want to like him, I know he's your future husband, but I ...... I couldn't control my heart. ”

Song Huaci rarely has close physical contact with people, but Song Qiaoshu, who is hugging her head and crying in front of her, makes her feel distressed.

She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, hugged Song Qiaoshu's shoulder awkwardly, and comforted softly: "Sister, I know, I know...... Don't blame yourself so much, I don't blame you, really. ”

"Ancestral ......"

"Sister, follow me to the Prince's Mansion." Song Huaci still said firmly: "Whether you and the three princes can be together or not, you have to try hard." Besides, after I get married, I will leave you alone in the Song Mansion, and my brother is far away in the frontier, do you expect your father to take care of you? You've also reached the age of marriage, and your father may have to marry you soon. Would you rather marry someone you don't like at all than follow me? ”

"Ancestral ...... You make me think about it. Song Qiaoshu's voice trembled.

She put her hands on her face, pressed against her knees, tears sliding from between her fingers, and her head was messed up.

"Okay." Song Huaci no longer forced her, just held her shoulders, leaned his head slightly on her, and waited for her to think clearly.

Song Huaci actually doesn't know if what she is doing is right or not, but in her concept, it is human instinct to love beautiful things. It is never a mistake to love someone, everyone has the right to love someone, this instinct is inalienable, indetachable, and indelible.

What's more, what did Song Qiaoshu do wrong? She just loved someone she couldn't love, but she never did anything excessive because of it. She abides by her duty, does not envy, does not cross the line, silently puts love in her heart, and is afraid that others will know about it. Song Huaci felt that this was unfair to her.

So Song Huaci wants to encourage her and help her, in her eyes, a good girl like Song Qiaoshu deserves everything she wants.

Time passed little by little, and the snow became heavier and heavier. She was so anxious that she couldn't do it below, for fear that the two of them would sit on it for too long, and the cold would enter her body and become sick.

She waited and waited, and finally decided to remind them: "Miss, it's almost time, do you want to come down?"

As soon as the words fell, the fireworks that marked the arrival of the New Year jumped into the sky from the castle tower not far away, and exploded with a "bang", tearing open a hole in the silent night.

Song Huaci raised his head, looked at the bright and gorgeous fireworks, and said to Song Qiaoshu, who was also looking at the sky and amazed by the beauty of the fireworks: "Sister, if you don't muster up the courage to come up today, you won't have the opportunity to see this scenery that you have never seen before." In the same way, if you don't muster up the courage to chase after the person you want, you won't have a chance to stand by his side. ”

Seeing that Song Qiaoshu looked at the fireworks and didn't speak, her expression was gloomy, Song Huaci sighed lightly and said, "Sister, I'll sing you a song."

"Whose clear flute, gradually sounding farther and farther away, how many years has it sounded in the floating life......"

The cold voice of the Song Painting Temple slowly flowed out at midnight, disappearing into the sky along with the fleeting fireworks, which was incompatible with this brightly lit Chinese New Year's Eve of family reunion.

Song Qiaoshu listened quietly and did not speak. In her eyes, the Song Painting Temple has always been simple and clear, unworldly. But for the first time tonight, she felt that this sister of hers seemed to be hiding a lot of things in her heart. Her singing voice is always lonely, hiding a kind of unhappiness,

After singing the song, Song Huaci continued: "This song is called "Floating Life", I heard it for the first time, and I liked it very much. Sister, if one day, we are lost in the crowd of mediocrity all our lives, lonely and old, it is because we do not work hard to live a rich life. I don't want you to look back one day, it's all regrets. ”

Song Qiaoshu turned her head, looked at the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, which had been holding her, and asked, "Ancestral Hall, do you like the Third Prince?"

Song Huaci shook his head and said: "The ancestral hall has a weak personality, maybe, I will not meet a man I like in this life." Therefore, my sister must be happy. ”

Song Qiaoshu suddenly turned around and hugged the Song Painting Temple, and the "fluttering" of the jacket fell down, and turned into steam when the sun rose. Song Qiaoshu said, "I'll go with you." As long as you don't leave me, I dare to be brave and move forward. ”

"Okay, I'm not leaving." The Song Painting Temple also tried hard to hold Song Qiaoshu.

Song Painting Temple has been in this world for so long, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, it is the first time that it is truly intimate with a person. For the first time, I felt that there was someone in this world who was worth her stay. She knew that after she promised Song Qiaoshu not to leave, she would definitely keep her promise.

Song Huaci knows that in this world, the only things that can be remembered and missed are promises and sacrifices. She really hopes that she and Song Qiaoshu will always be so good.

Just when Song Huaci and Song Qiaoshu were forced to pour a bowl of ginger soup and sleep in their arms, Meng Zhaoyan was on his way to Yanshan.

At the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in the palace, Meng Zhaoyan and Song Painting Temple coincidentally did the same thing - close the door and pretend to be sick.

It's just that the Song Painting Temple pretended to be sick purely to avoid getting along with people he didn't like, but Meng Zhaoyan was for his great cause.

Just after Meng Zhaoyan and others sent New Year's gifts to the Song Painting Temple, someone came to tell him that the special army that he had spent five years training with a lot of effort had passed the final test and was now waiting for orders in the Yanshan Mountains outside the capital.

Hearing the news, even Meng Zhaoyan couldn't help but have his heart beating faster, as if there was a fire burning in his chest.

The most important thing he had been planning for several years was finally completed. With them, those ghosts will no longer be a reason to stand in his way. Therefore, even if he can't stand up at this time, he must go and see his soldiers as soon as possible.

Meng Zhaoyan's mother is the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, while the mother of the fifth prince Meng Lianfeng is the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion. It is self-evident which prince Su Yibo supports.

But even if his mother doesn't care, his father doesn't like it, and his grandfather doesn't support it, Meng Zhaoyan has his own power.

Most of his forces are in the army. Among them, including Song Painting Temple and Song Qiaoshu's brother-in-law, Song Ningyu.

Song Ningyu led troops in the frontier for many years and rarely returned to Beijing. But no one knew that three years ago, the third prince Meng Zhaoyan actually appeared on the frontier, and then saved Song Ningyu by coincidence.

Song Ningyu was already disgusted with the intrigues and deceit in the officialdom of the capital, but he hit it off with Meng Zhaoyan and admired his military ability.

After many contacts, Song Ningyu had already become a person under the three princes. And the several experiences of this group of soldiers on the scene also relied on Song Ningyu's arrangement and accommodation.

Meng Zhaoyan sat on the high platform, looking at the iron-blooded army souls and murderous soldiers below, and his heart was extremely satisfied.

He walked out of the station, looked at the vast night, and said to Shangguan Rui, the most favored adviser to his subordinates: "This time, thanks to Shizhao."

Shangguan Rui was in the mountains in winter, still holding a folding fan in his hand, he nodded and said: "General Song is operating in it, and it is difficult and dangerous. Now that it has been done, can His Highness reward him? ”

"Heh, I think, the reward that Shizhao wants the most is probably not for himself." Meng Zhaoyan thought of the Song Painting Temple, a slight smile appeared on his face, and his tone softened.

Shangguan Ruidang reacted and chuckled. Seeing how much Meng Zhaoyan liked her, he was even more curious about this fourth lady of the Song Mansion and the third princess in the near future.

"You have someone send a message to Shi Zhao and ask about the wedding between this king and Miss Song, and whether he can rush back."

"No."

Meng Zhaoyan, who waved away Shangguan Rui and finally had a little result after a long period of hard work, looked up at the distant sky alone, but was silent for a long time.

He remembered that in the past, all he had done was to survive, to be strong enough to no longer be subject to anyone, to prove ...... They proved that their denial of him was wrong.

But now, he feels that he may have to add one more: in order to be able to live a long time with the Song Painting Ancestral Hall.

God knows how angry he was after Song Huaci was poisoned by Song Zhiyao that day. Meng Zhaoyan still remembers the pain of being twenty years old, and his tolerance for using poison is almost negative!

He would go to the Song Painting Temple overnight regardless of etiquette and give her a hundred poisons, just because he Meng Zhaoyan was scared.

At this moment, Meng Zhaoyan was in front of him in the dark mountains and forests, and behind him was his sharp sword. He looked at the void, and solemnly promised to the girl in his mind who was willing to exchange the warmth of his body for his warmth: "The years when I was lonely and confused will not be repeated in you."

The new year is destined to be a turbulent and extraordinary year for the Song Painting Temple, Meng Zhaoyan and even those related to them. The fate of many people began to rewrite from this year.

Since the Song Painting Temple was seriously ill on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the doctor came to see and said that the four girls must stay in bed to recuperate, she successfully escaped all the entertainment of the Song Mansion during the New Year's Festival, and lived a free life alone.

She heard that Mrs. Song had warned the Yao family not long ago that all the expenses and dowry of the wedding must be prepared properly, and she was asked if something happened.

Of course, the Yao family also knows that Mrs. Song is the most fancy to reputation. If the scene is not enough for the concubine to get married, she will definitely be gossiped behind her back, and it will be Mrs. Song's face that will be slapped. So the Yao family probably didn't dare to do anything about the dowry.

So the Song Painting Temple stayed in the courtyard for ten days with peace of mind.

If it weren't for the girl who came to tell her, the capital was very lively on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the girls and young masters of every family could go out to see the lanterns, and the Song Painting Temple was estimated to be able to stay until the wedding.

"Lanterns?" When the Song Painting Temple heard that there was something interesting, they became interested.

"Yes, there will be all kinds of lanterns on the street on the day of the Shangyuan Festival." He replied.

"Sister, shall we go together?" Song Huaci asked Song Qiaoshu, who was working as a female worker.

"But there are too many people, we two girls, it's easy to have accidents." Song Qiaoshu was a little worried, and didn't agree with Song Huaci going out.

"It's a holiday, everyone can finally go out, there must be a lot of people. My sister is worried that it is not safe for girls to go out, so we will dress up as men, so it will be safe? "The Song Painting Temple's unyielding temperament has come out again.

"You're again." Song Qiaoshu is really helpless about the boldness of the Song Painting Temple now, how can there be a girl like her.

But when it came to the day of the Shangyuan Festival, Song Qiaoshu still did not defeat the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the Song Painting Temple, and put on the men's clothes that the Song Painting Temple didn't know where to find it and followed her to the street. Seeing the colorful lanterns, Song Qiaoshu, who originally felt that it was difficult, had to admit that she still liked it very much.

Song Huaci felt that she had seen too many glass lamps in modern times, and wanted to see what the difference was between ancient lamps.

However, the imagination and hands-on ability of the ancients are really beyond the imagination of the Song Painting Temple. These lanterns are exquisitely crafted and ingenious. Even if there are two lanterns with similar styles, the patterns and drawings drawn by hand on them are different. Those exquisite pictures made the Song Painting Temple sincerely admire.

The Song Painting Temple belonged to rabbits in the past and present lives, so she chose a rabbit-like lantern. The long ears of the paper rabbit shaped by bamboo have a section drooping down, which is very cute.

Song Qiaoshu saw it and teased her: "No wonder you like this rabbit, I guess this rabbit must not have woken up."

Song Huaci had nothing to refute, so he pretended not to hear it, and looked at her rabbit intently.

The bright yellow firelight spreads through the translucent paper, not dazzling at all, but gives people a soft and warm feeling, and the Song Painting Temple feels happy when it sees it.

After watching it for a while, Song Huaci wanted to tell Song Qiaoshu to guess the lantern riddle together, but when he raised his head, he found that Song Qiaoshu didn't know where he went!