Youzheng.

The snow was fluttering, dancing freely in the air with a cold wind, and occasionally taking advantage of the faint whistling or two in the distance, burrowing into the collar of people, breathing maliciously against the warm flesh.

It's cold.

Nan Chen warmly wore a brocade skirt and a white fox fur cloak, and stood at the bow of the boat with his head held high.

The little chamberlain didn't invite her to sit in the cabin, but she ignored him.

Next year will be the tenth year that I have been trapped on that broken island.

Be sure to get out.

I will definitely be able to get out.

I will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to leave that hellish place forever!

She faced the wind and snow, pursed her mouth, and swallowed the cold wind and cold snow that had just been poured into her mouth.

Very, sweet.

It's very different from the taste of the island.

There's a little bit of it, like Youzhou.

Nan Chen slowly closed his eyes with a light expression, Dongning Pass, Youzhou, and Beizhuang.

That's the real snow.

The sky is overwhelming, and the snowflakes are as big as a seat, but in an hour, you can lose your ankles.

Being in the middle of such a world can be completely cold and heart-cold in just a moment.

Compared with that, now and now, this situation is really too child's play. Tiny, unworthy.

A sneer broke out of Nan Chen's lips.

The man stuffed her with a slip of paper that clearly stated that she should "act with the camera and sink to death".

Of course she wanted that to sink to death!

It is better to be able to destroy the soul, fall into hell forever, and never be reborn!

But—

Nan Chen looked indifferently at the brightly lit palace in front of him, and an unspeakable complexity surged in his heart, unwilling.

She didn't know what kind of connection she had with the cheap woman who robbed her life.

What if, if she dies, she will die herself?

Therefore, the matter of killing the surname Shen has to wait for a while.

You have to let her get hurt first, and see if you have any associated reactions. If not, it's never too late to do it......

"Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, the front is on the shore. You be careful. Zhouzi respectfully reminded Nan Chen, who was in a daze.

"Hmm." Nan Chen glanced at Zhouzi, indifferent and noble.

The little chamberlain jumped up first, and then bowed deeply and handed over the wrist that padded the cuffs.

"Hmm." Nan Chen let out a soothing gaze of "count you as interesting", took his hand, and went ashore.

A sedan car was already waiting there.

"Eldest princess, please." The little chamberlain led her to the chariot, put down her wrist, took half a step back, and watched the two middle-aged palace maids help her up and sit down, only then did she straighten her waist and order the sedan chair to set off.

Nan Chen sat high on it, squinted his eyes down, and glanced at the boat on the shore.

There was still a silent man sitting there.

Xiao Penglai is in charge of the eunuch, Jia Liu.

Today, Shen Shen left the palace, and he went to the Pear Blossom Palace. It was they who created the perfect opportunity for others to make this situation happen.

Deserve!

It's not that the man said that it would be useful to keep him, as long as he added a sentence or two today, it would be enough to kill him!

- The palace is so big, so magnificent!

No wonder everyone wants to sit in that chair and want to be half the master of Miyagi.

So, isn't the royal palace in South Vietnam more magnificent?

After all, South Vietnam is much richer than Great Xia......

Nan Chen was full of cranky thoughts, and the sedan chair stopped.

……

……

In the Qingning Palace, it was very quiet.

Only the voice of Empress Pan speaking softly to Nan Meng: "...... Zhong Lang said that you can only drink rice soup. Tomorrow there will be injections, and in two hours there will be medication. It's better to eat less. ”

"Auntie......" Nan Meng was a little absent-minded about Queen Pan's words, and his little heart was full of apologies and uneasiness for Shen Shen.

Shen Shen took Empress Dowager Shen's hand and sat there without speaking, and at this time he just smiled comfortingly at Nan Meng.

"Queen Mother, I don't believe that this matter was done sincerely. I think I'm afraid she's the one who was designed in the bureau. ”

Emperor Yongxi tried to redeem the embarrassment caused by the accusation he had just made against Empress Dowager Shen.

Empress Dowager Shen snorted coldly and said, "It's just that today's mourning family called Jia Liu to go to the Pear Blossom Hall for questioning, and it just so happened that someone designed today to kill the prince in her name, how could it be so coincidental!?" Let's see. ”

Shen Shen's hand trembled slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw it, but he was held tightly by the Empress Dowager Shen and couldn't move.

"Your Majesty, the eldest princess Jingyi has arrived."

"Let her in."

The doors of the temple were squeaky.

A graceful figure, curling Tingting, floated in.

Shen Shen silently broke away from Empress Dowager Shen's hand and slowly stood up.

She is the eldest princess, and she is the lord of the county.

In terms of rank, you have to bow to her.

"See the imperial brother, the imperial brother Wan'an."

"See the queen mother, the queen mother."

"See the imperial sister-in-law, the imperial sister-in-law Wan'an."

"Is this the crown prince? The prince is well. I am your aunt, and my title is Jingyi. ”

Nan Chen's posture was elegant and he saluted everyone one by one, his demeanor was dignified, his voice was calm, and his whole body exuded a reserved and precious taste.

Yes, she's faking.

All the people in the temple knew that she was pretending. But everyone would rather she keep pretending to be a lifetime, and never return to reality.

However, he did not answer Nan Chen's words.

The temple was embarrassed.

Nan Chen straightened up as if nothing had happened, and looked at the woman who was standing quietly from afar: Shen Shen.

"I've seen the eldest princess Jingyi."

Qing Zhen hurriedly spoke, and sincerely bent his knees deeply and bowed.

Just this worship, it is to thank her for saving the life of the queen mother a few years ago!

Nan Chen didn't look away.

Shen Shen looked at the person who was both familiar and strange from afar—that was his own body, that was the body, face, and even posture that he had had for eighteen years.

Now, it's all part of someone else.

And, most likely, a bad guy, or an enemy.

The way she looked at herself was naturally full of hostility, and almost a spark had flashed in the hall.

But what is it that makes her hostile to herself?

Is it because she "robbed" her mother, brother, applause, or is it because she also knows everything and understands everything?

Even, does she understand more clearly than herself what is the truth behind the matter, and what is the future direction of the world now?

After all, in the previous life, the person who lived wantonly for eighteen years, from the snowfield of Youzhou to the palace of the capital, was her.

He is just a demon star in troubled times who has been isolated on an island for eighteen years.

Shen Shen took a deep breath gently, and then, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile: "See Eldest Princess Jingyi." ”

Clench your fists, lean over, stand up straight, put your hands behind your back, and stand tall.

The golden phoenix on the dark robe, under the flickering candle flame of the Qingning Palace, was radiant, as if it had come to life.

Empress Dowager Shen glanced at the two of them lightly, turned her face away, smiled, and looked at Nan Meng lovingly.

"Father, it's not this person." Nan Meng poked his head out of the arms of his mother, Queen Pan, and said crisply: "The one who pushed me into the water is not her." ”