"The birthday of a hundred flowers is a good day, and it is not half of the spring of flowers; Thousands of purples and thousands of reds are draped in splendor, and Shang Lao is embellished with the god of flowers. "The twelfth flower festival in February of the twentieth year of the Heavenly Raid Country Mingjun, the day when the flowers are in full bloom. In the palace, the ladies of the palace are feasting on flowers in the imperial garden, and the people are holding the annual flower fairy selection meeting.

And the sky strikes a corner of the cold palace

"Mother, where are we going?" A round-faced, chubby little hairy man tilted his little head and asked innocently.

"Go to a good place." The demure woman who was covered in frost and ice and did not stain the dust replied with a bright smile, and that smile was full of expectations and desires for a better life in the future. The woman's appearance is not stunning, but this smile is extremely beautiful, it can be said that she is overwhelmed by the city, the country and the world, even if she is dressed in coarse clothes, she can't hide the inner Rulan elegance. This kind of beauty is extremely incompatible with the cold palace of yin and depression, and the gray and dark cage that does not see the light of day is only the weak body, but it can't trap the indifferent temperament.

The little boy looked longing: "Then does anyone play with me?" ”

"Yes, there will be many, many people playing with you, and rock sugar gourds to eat."

"Really?"

"Cheng'er, do you believe in your mother?" Baili Rulian gently stroked the top of the little boy's head and replied with love.

"Hmm." The little boy nodded heavily.

"Alright, we're going to go now." The mother and son had no luggage, and no one noticed the conversation between the mother and son in this desolate and desolate corner of the cold palace. For this day of attacking the cold palace, the only thing she wanted to take away was the child in front of her, Chun Yu Hanfei's love was too illusory, she couldn't see it and couldn't catch it.

Baili Rulian was born in a scholarly family, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all good, was the queen of the Heavenly Raid Country ordered by the first emperor, and had no choice but to marry in January by the emperor Chun Yu Hanfei into the cold palace, it has been five years. The reason is: jealousy plus nothing?

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's really the most ridiculous joke in the world, who doesn't know that she has no quarrel with the world for a hundred miles, and she will never have anything to do with jealousy in her life. And the five-year-old little guy in front of him, except for some baby fat, that eyebrows and eyes are not like him at all? There is no excuse for the royal family's crime, she doesn't want to defend herself, and she doesn't need to defend herself, because it won't play any role at all, and she doesn't disdain to reason with people who are never reasonable.

"Do you think you can walk? Hundreds of miles like a lotus! The man hidden in the shadows couldn't help but step out of the dragon's feet, his steps were calm and noble. There were hundreds of palace people and guards behind him, and the pomp was as huge as a parade out of the palace.

"The emperor is so energetic, there is no need. My mother and son just want to live a peaceful life, and I hope you don't get entangled anymore. Baili Rulian didn't raise his head, but hugged Baili tightly.

Such a big formation, Baili Bucheng has never seen or heard of since he was born, and the only person who depends on him is the beautiful and kind mother around him, and the man in front of him blocking their way is really hateful and hateful. But Baili Rulian forgot that the tiger father still has no dogs, not to mention that the son of the Son of Heaven is the son of the dragon, and the innate superior genes make them have no fear in the face of no matter how big the scene is. Baili Bucheng, who was tightly hugged by Baili Rulian, stared curiously at the man in yellow in front of him, wondering in his heart: Why does he look so similar to me? ?

"Entanglement, you dare to run away with my son, I don't care who cares?" Chun Yu Hanfei sat lazily on the chair brought by the palace people, with a dazzling Minghuang Venerable, but there was a little more ruffian on his face.