The north wind does not know the sorrow, roaring through, the wind and snow are biting cold, the window is wide open all night, the cold wind blows his eyes with pain, slightly bowed, the wind speed intensifies, blowing on the body is actually a biting cold, the sky is swirling snow curtains, fluttering like catkins, is thinking silently, the face is cold, he stretched out his hand to caress lightly, the water marks are still there, raise his eyes to look at the sky, the snow is like pear blossoms, thousands of pieces are blooming, and the heart is painful.

"Back to the prince, what should I do with those people?" Gonggong Li asked cautiously, for fear that if he was not careful, he would touch the sad place of the prince.

"Keep it in the king's house, and do it every night."

"Lord Wang, that woman has no shame-shame, and she can sleep peacefully now."

"This is what the king wants, the longer she is depressed, the more interesting the game will be, pay close attention to the prince's actions, this king wants to give him a New Year's gift."

"The old slave will do it."

Xiao Wang was lying in the car, the carriage was galloping, Mrs. Mu was afraid that she was restless on the road, and caused an accident, so she sent two mothers-in-law to pour her some soothing medicine, she listened to the two mothers-in-law muttering in a drowsy manner, whether Mrs. Mu wanted her to fend for herself, so she could survive safely, and when this gust of wind passed, she would be "sick", and then choose a good family affair for Mu Shilang.

The family temple was not far away, and it took more than an hour to walk out of the city gate. A few ordinary blue brick houses, the front and back yards add up to less than two acres of land, the courtyard door is built strong, she was dragged down from the car by two mothers-in-law, the coachman knocked on the door, there is an old man living inside, no one comes on weekdays, and people are lazy a lot.

The two mothers-in-law threw her in a dusty room, and the dust caused Xiao Wang to choke for a while: "You dare to treat me like this, even if the master doesn't care about me, but don't forget, I still want a son, and he won't spare you." ”

Xiao Wang's family glared at them angrily, the two mothers-in-law were a little weak-hearted, Mu Weiyuan had been good since elementary school, known as a prodigy, and he was also filial and considerate to Xiao Wang's family, and Mrs. Mu also took a fancy to this, so she did not agree to Mu Shilang's decision to divorce his wife.

The two mothers-in-law were grinding and chirping to clean the house, and for a while they were in a hurry, Xiao Wang lay on the hard bed, and swore viciously that when Mu Weiyuan was in high school, she would definitely make Mrs. Mu look good.

At the end of the bluestone road outside the courtyard is a quiet path, it is dark outside, the cold moonlight, the wind rustles the branches, and the two figures look even more weird.

They quietly drifted to the courtyard door of the family temple, and with a few light clicks, the door opened a gap, and they flashed in, and the door closed seamlessly.

Xiao Wang's tossed for a day, he was too tired to open his eyes, and the two mothers-in-law cleaned up, so they were too lazy to even cook dinner, so they simply ate some snacks and went to bed early.

The two black shadows tiptoed to the outside of Xiao Wang's window, the house was old, the window lattice was made of wood, it was damp and rainy, and it had long been rotten, and the black shadow easily opened the window and got in.

They lit the lamp and patted Xiao Wang, in the haze, Xiao Wang almost screamed, and was covered by the black shadow in time, the black shadow removed the scarf, Xiao Wang suddenly sobered up, and grabbed his arm: "Big brother, you are still alive." ”

The eldest lady also stood up from behind Wang Kanzhi: "Little sister, there are only three of us brothers and sisters left in our Wang family." ”

Sunlight pours into the room like a golden veil. Mo Zhuofeng woke up before Qing'er, his well-versed eyes had a moment of worry at the moment they opened, Qing'er bathed in light and shadow was quiet and beautiful, he was going to spend the night on the soft couch, even so, he was willing to be by her side all night like this.

Qing'er woke up slowly, and with a mutter, his Adam's apple squirmed up and down unconsciously. His eyebrows sank, he pursed the corners of his lips, and his deep cold eyes looked at her fixedly, seeing her melodious state, as light as the wind, he couldn't help but sigh, and his softness flowed, "I am willing to explain, are you willing to listen?" ”

Last night, the magpie came back from inquiring about the news, his treatment of Linglong made her eyes look different, this man was interested in her, she thought about making him back down with indifference, the queen ordered that they were not allowed to sleep in separate rooms, and she had to speed up the pace of leaving.

"Lord Wang, we have been living in the palace for many days, when will we leave the palace and go home?"

"Go home", Qing'er's casual words deeply touched Mo Zhuofeng's heart, Qing'er said to go home, she took the Jin Wangfu as her home, does that mean that he still has a chance, and the joy was overflowing, "Turn back, I will resign to the queen mother." ”

"Hmm."

Qing'er knew that this man had no ill will towards her, although she was in danger several times, she could also see that he was trying his best to protect her, full of love and spoiled her, but she also understood that leaving could not be changed, his leg disease, she would not give up, once she found a solution, she would come back to treat him.

The sound of the piano rises from under the snow curtain of the small pavilion, like the whispering of flowing water, tactfully lingering, rippling in the air with tiny ripples. Gently swept the end note, the snow yarn rose, looking along the corner of the blue-white embroidered silver threaded skirt, the sleeves fluttered in the wind, gently flying with the passage of the rhyme, and then falling gracefully, beautiful as a fantasy.

The woman's face is radiant and her demeanor is generous.

Mo Liang saluted respectfully, "Concubine Niangniang, the war king didn't sleep all night last night, and now he is in the study, and the slave will lead you over." ”

Sheng Yuan sat slightly lazily on the rosewood chair covered with soft cushions, wearing a purple cloak, his long inky hair was scattered behind him, his face was cold and solemn, but his eyes became deeper and deeper, and the black seemed to reflect the deep purple, and the eyes were almost afraid to look at it.

"You are fighting for a woman who is not in the stream, can't you figure out which is more important?" The concubine Niangniang questioned mercilessly, and the long-pent-up resentment poured out, thinking that her son would personally rescue her, but she didn't want to throw her to others for Murong Qing'er, so many years of mother-son love is hard to ignore if it is true.

"Mother, the sons and daughters also showed their hearts at the beginning, it was you who broke us up by force, and the queen mother found an opportunity to eradicate our mother and son. Qing'er and I are very important, even if we have this world, what is the point of losing Qing'er. ”

"Qing'er? You still have me as a concubine in your eyes, if you knew that she could make you sink like this, you shouldn't have let her live. The concubine's face was blue and purple, and anger was inevitable.

The dawn broke, the east revealed the white of the fish's belly, and a faint light sprinkled on the earth, dispelling the darkness of the night, ushering in a new morning light, and the Shengyuan eyebrows in the halo were deeply locked, "If no one disturbs us on the Huangquan Road, my son is willing to hold hands with Qing'er in Huangquan." ”

The ghostly silence in the study, her son's temper is tough, she knows it in her heart, that year she bewitched the emperor to marry Qing'er, and also made a gap between their mother and son, and the concubine breathed steadily, "You took the mother out yesterday regardless of it, do you know what actions are in the palace?" ”

"My father's thoughts over the years are completely on the queen, and my mother understands it and understands it. If it weren't for the Queen Mother's desire to use her mother concubine to contain the Queen and King Jin, now, where would you still be able to sit here. The more there is no news in the palace, the more we should be cautious, and the calmness of the water is even more a sign that a tsunami is coming. ”

"The queen's body must be maintained by medicine, in order to suppress the Gu poison in the body, every fifteenth day has to attack, taking medicine can be relieved, the queen mother still has to send someone to my palace every month to get medicine."

"Mother concubine, rest assured, the medicine needed by the Queen Mother has been sent over, but it is the prince's side, who wants to be watched, and he can't bear it anymore."

"Murong Qian's decades-long foundation in the court is not like falling down, the person that the queen relies on, your father will not let go like this."

The morning light fell on Fengqi Palace, and was reflected on the window sill, and the layers of flowing gauze curtains in front of the window were dyed with hazy colors......

Inadvertently, a ray of light jumped through the fluttering curtain and landed on the face of the person in front of the dresser, skimming her closed eyelids.

"Miss, the emperor is sitting in the imperial garden." The magpie was worried, Miss still couldn't let Murong Mansion go unpunished, but the prime minister annoyed the emperor, and if Miss angered Long Yan again, she might not be able to protect herself.

A comfortable and quiet pavilion, during which the fragrance of tea is permeated, and on the rattan chair in the mahogany partition, the emperor is leisurely, leaning on the lacquer railing on the side, his eyes exuding a strong tiredness. On the left hand side is a gentle young talent, with a fair-eyed face, and the care between the understatements, which dispels the cold around him, and makes people more and more warm, what the king of Jin and the emperor are talking about, and there are bursts of laughter between the two from time to time.

Time traveled for hundreds of days, and the mutual gaze as if they were separated from each other touched the hearts of both of them slightly. When King Jin learned that she was inquiring about the emperor's whereabouts, he vaguely understood.

Qing'er looked intently, and the emperor was sitting in the garden, with a yellow robe and brocade belt, and a side hand on his jaw, pouring himself a drink, comfortable and content. King Jin didn't like tea, just slightly touched his lips. In the past few days, I have been in close contact with each other, and I know this person's deep affection for me, and eighty percent of them noticed her small movements and came to help.

His hand was half-tilted, and a drop of green tea was spilled from the cup, and the emperor raised his eyes, "Princess Jin doesn't have to be polite." ”

Listening to this elegant tone, I vaguely felt that he was in a very bad mood. Qing'er breathed, squinted and saw King Jin's tender and sweet eyes, confirming the guess in her heart.

In fact, early in the morning, he had already received news from Mo Bao that Murong Qian had a sudden hysteria and kicked the jailer to injury. The emperor went to the court, and most of the courtiers in the court demanded that Murong Qian be severely punished, and the queen was anxious, and the emperor's chagrin can be imagined.

"Qing'er doesn't know that the emperor is drinking tea in the courtyard, which disturbs the emperor's tranquility, please forgive the emperor."

"It's rare to be able to enjoy the idyllic pleasures with you, so why blame."

The emperor raised his eyes again to look at Qing'er, when he gave the mother of King Li to death, when did the cowardly girl who cried so much that she cried with pear blossoms and pleaded with pleading on her knees become so alert and intelligent.