The north wind blew and it snowed heavily for three days.

Meng Yining stood in front of the vermilion pillar, with a wide tunic skirt of azure mountain cicada flowers.

The warm winter sun shines on the wide courtyard, and the light spots are sprinkled on the soft and velvety snow.

Gu Zi'an came to her and saw her holding a crimson umbrella, standing upright.

I don't know if it's a little cold, or if it's lined with an umbrella, and my face is dyed with a hint of crimson.

The gaze is faint. Snow falls.

"The snow presses the green pines, and the beauty has red makeup"

Meng Yining smiled shallowly, "It's always stuffy in the room, and everyone is going to grow mushrooms." Besides, your master Ji Lao is here, and I didn't go to see him, so it's not appropriate to be reasonable. ”

Although Gu Zi'an always felt that Meng Yining's body was not good, wandering in the cold wind, it was easy to relapse.

But she couldn't resist her stubborn little eyes, so she had to take her to see Zhang Ji.

Gu Zi'an smiled, looked down at the silver flower amber on Meng Yining's head, the little girl looked pretty good.

The two walked through the long street and walked towards the official post.

The moment Meng Yining and Zhang Ji met their eyes, the memories were like a vast snowfall, sprinkled and poured out.

She pressed her right hand against her left hand and bowed her head in salute.

She was only six years old that year, and on that silent night, she stumbled and escaped from Baifu covered in blood.

The snowflakes are falling, the cold wind is cold, and the scenes of the day and the parents and nurses who fell in the snow stimulate her to keep running.

Ended up falling in the snow.

When I woke up again, I was already in the carriage, and the snow was still falling outside the window, and the white land was covered with the vast earth.

Beside her sat a kind and gentle woman.

Meng Yining didn't know who it was, but she felt inexplicably cordial.

With tears in her eyes, she couldn't say anything.

The woman gently rubbed her stiff, cold back, and said nothing, knowing that this grief could not be comforted.

Later, Meng Yining learned that it was his father's friend who found himself in the alley next to the house who was almost buried by heavy snow, and even his breathing was weak at that time.

The doctor in the house poured a decoction on her, and was afraid that people would chase and kill her, so he sent her out of the country without stopping.

Meng Yining's father was shot by the captor for colluding with the party, and the evidence was conclusive, and the weapons of General Bai, who wanted to resist at that time, had long been hidden.

The rest of the forty-three people in the Bai Mansion, except for Meng Yining, none of them were spared.

At that time, the body of the nurse was pressed tightly against her body, and she could not move, but she also saved her life, and she trembled until dark, and then she got up and slid down the wall behind the rockery where she often played.

His hands and feet were stiff, he fell several times, his jaw was bloodied, and he was stained with snowflakes and pebbles.

Muddy and dark roads and home that you can't go back to.

My father's friend sent him to Beiyang, the residence of his fellow brother, Zhang Ji.

Meng Yining recovered from her illness in Zhang Ji's mansion and was sent to her mother's own sister, Gu Zi'an's mother.

Since then, the ups and downs have ended.

Since then, she no longer has a white surname, she gave herself a name, followed her mother's surname, took one of the eldest sister's name and the younger sister's name, and became her current name.

No one called her White Girl anymore, and she seemed to have forgotten her name.

Meng Yining's mother is a native of Beiyang and is a scholar.

That year, Beiyang and Yanrong united to defend against the tribal invasion in the northwest.

It was a night when a large family in the city got married, and the fireworks in the night sky were one after another.

Meng Yining's father, Bai Yan, rode a jujube red horse and passed by the long street, full of spirit, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

Wearing an indigo robe, the gold silk belt around his waist is like a meteor across the night sky.

The two young ladies and brothers of the Meng family in Beiyang are eating freshly baked chestnut pumpkin cake in the restaurant, which melts in the mouth and has an endless aftertaste.

Meng Yining's mother, Meng Nan, was lying on the windowsill, holding the cake and eating it endlessly.

The wind blew through her long black hair and clear eyes, and she caught a glimpse of Bai Yan who was ready to go.

Smack.

The pastry in his hand was half broken and fell from the three-story restaurant.

It hit his horse's hooves right in.

The soft pastry, the horse was not frightened, but he looked up.

I saw a young lady with sparkling eyes, and looked at him a little shyly.

She smiled and burrowed her head back into the window.

Later, at the celebration banquet, the two met again.

Eyes collide, sparks fly, identify each other.

She married far away and went to Yanrong with him, a warmer and more prosperous place than Beiyang.

And her sister also met Ruyi Langjun at that time, Gu Zhang, who had not yet ascended to the throne of Beiyang. It's really a meeting of golden phoenixes and jade dew, and there are countless ......... in the world

Meng Yining looked at Zhang Ji and felt a lot of emotion, and she didn't know where to start.

Zhang Ji said slowly: "I've grown up, and I'm more like your father." It's just that between the eyebrows and eyes, it's still your mother's charm. Back then, she was as old as you and a girl. ”

Meng Yining's eyes were red, and the fragments flashed back, fragmentary, and groggy.

A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth: "I still remember my mother and the poem to my father. ”

When I was a child, I was homesick and couldn't hear the word "white". I can't go back when I'm homesick, there is no empty door, no warm yellow light and the smell of food. Maybe the Baifu back then had already lived in someone else, or it could be full of barren grass and the front street was deserted.

I can't remember, and the more I think about it, the more I feel like I can't walk an inch in a storm, and I can't breathe.

Zhang Ji patted her tense shoulder: "I prepared some pumpkin plum cake for you, sweet and delicious, the best to eat in winter." ”

Gu Zi'an saw that Meng Yining didn't move, took out a piece from the pink glaze carved plate, shook it in front of her, and handed it to her.

The warm smell of the cake came into her mouth and nose, and it brightened her.

"We'll go back."

Meng Yining smiled and said, "I heard you say that the mission from Beiyang will arrive in these two days?" Meng Yining asked.

Zhang Ji nodded.

"Whose people?"

"Mine." Zhang Ji looked at Meng Yining.

"Empress Zhao didn't stop it?" Meng Yining asked.

"She doesn't know yet."

"King Xia won't necessarily let me go." Gu Zi'an opened his mouth, and his voice was faint, not sad or happy.

"Yes." Zhang Ji replied affirmatively, "But we still need to push him." King Xia's hesitation was reasonable. If Gu Chongwu ascends to the throne and is pro-Yanrong, then Daxia will be in a disadvantageous situation. Xia Wang Jingcheng is a strategic person, and the minister Zhang Zhong is also a smart person, it is impossible to let this kind of thing happen, he will definitely push the two of you in this place, so that Zi'an will thoroughly remember the good of Great Xia. And we also need to push the Xia King. ”

Meng Yining and Gu Zi'an were silent, and then asked together, "How to push?" ”

Zhang Ji smoothed his beard, "Prince." ”

"No way!" Meng Yining frowned, and asked rhetorically: "We are so comfortable because of Jingchi's care in Great Xia, Zi'an is like a brother and sister to him, how can you move him?" ”

Zhang Ji squinted his eyes and looked at the anxious Meng Yining, shook his head and smiled: "I didn't say King Rui." ”

Gu Zi'an turned the teacup on the side and looked at the curling green smoke: "Jing Zheng." ”

Meng Yining was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "That strong and reckless person!" I heard that at his last family banquet, King Xia's new concubine from his clan who entered the palace danced, who knew that the person was drunk and laughed at the girl's rude dancing. The faces of the people and the family have changed color. Fortunately, King Xia stopped it in time, this is his own son, if it were someone else, he might not know how to deal with it. ”

Meng Yining's eyes rolled around: "That Jing Zheng is compared to others in everything, and the concubine is also compared to others, and he can't see that others are better than him." Whoever says which woman is pretty, he will snatch it. Her mother, the concubine Zhou Wan's uncles and cousins also kept pandering, and he felt that he was charming and elegant. ”

Gu Zi'an looked at the gossip and said that the gossip was endless, and his small mouth was like a little yellow finch: "Although Jing Zheng is like what you said, he dares to go to the frontier to fight after all." He was only twenty-three years old, and King Xia valued him, but he also had ambitions of his own. ”

Meng Yining smiled: "His flamboyant advantage may be his trap." ”

Zhang Ji glanced at Meng Yining, who had not seen him for eight years, and nodded with a light smile: "Military power is not necessarily a good thing. Biological sons may not be able to be fully trusted. Another purpose of the Yan Rong delegation coming this time is to make peace. Looking at it now, only Jing Zheng and Jing Chi have not yet married a wife, and their age is also appropriate. But if King Xia gives marriage to Jing Chi, it will not be easy. ”

Meng Yining thought for a while: "If Yan Rong's envoy takes the initiative to say that the princess wants to marry Jing Zheng, it will be deliberate, and King Xia will be more likely to be suspicious. I will definitely think about why Jing Zheng chose Jing Zheng because he has no wife and no concubine. ”

Gu Zi'an: "The Zhou family is in a state of power, but Concubine Fu Zhou Wan is such a precious son, whether it is consolidating power or making contributions, which one is not worried?" ”

Meng Yining's mind flashed the appearance of Concubine Fu, with slender eyes and slightly fat arms.

I heard that the Zhou family can do a lot of things to buy and sell officials, although they are not big officials, but they are very careful about their interests.

Relying on King Xia's love for the daughter of the Zhou family, he did something wrong.

"It's fine."