When he entered the cold palace, he was sent by Father-in-law Yao.

His temples were a little gray, and his figure was not as burly as he was back then, holding the dust, he walked to Yuqing's side, and asked for peace with heavy eyes.

Those cloudy pupils seemed to carry endless sighs and regrets.

"Mother, please."

Seeing the momentum, the two maids behind Gonggong Yao stepped forward and supported Yuqing's crumbling body.

Yuqing's pupils dilated, the moon in her eyes fell, and all those lights fell into the darkness, and there was no more gentleness of the night.

This Forbidden City has gone through four dynasties, and the cold palace is in the deepest part of the palace, which is shaded all the year round, and it is clammy and cold.

The palace card of the cold palace is a little tilted and swaying, as if it will fall down when a slightly stronger wind blows.

Pushing open the heavy mottled iron door, the smell of rust mixed with decay came to her face, Yuqing was helped to walk through three corridors, and after passing through two palace gates, she saw the most remote hall. The crown is the "Plum Garden".

Yuqing raised her eyes slightly, a little surprised, such a desolate and ominous place has such an elegant palace name as Plum Garden.

Father-in-law Yao pushed open the door, making a squeaky sound, a piece of dust was about to come out, Father-in-law Yao was forced to take a step back, his eyes and face were wrinkled, he raised his hand and fanned in front of his eyes, coughing a few times.

Inside the door is a desolate clearing, in the center of which is a wooden house, and the wasteland is covered with withered yellow sycamore leaves, and walking on it makes a crisp and breaking sound, like a song of sycamore leaves for the rest of your life.

Father-in-law Yao turned around and said, "Niangniang, there was only one concubine living here. But there are many waste concubines who have come from several dynasties outside, they are old and have strange personalities, so don't provoke them.

On weekdays, as long as they don't open this door, they won't come in. ”

Yuqing lowered her eyes and signaled that she understood.

She stumbled towards the hut with the pain in her legs, and now she just wanted to lie in bed, think about nothing, and sleep deeply.

Only in this way can she temporarily forget the severe pain in her heart.

The moment she pushed open the wooden door, a voice suddenly stopped her.

"Yu'er, after all the years, you have to take good care of yourself, protect your life, maybe there will be a day when you come out."

Yuqing was stunned, and Father-in-law Yao let out a heavy shout, as if he had brought her back to nine years ago in an instant. When they were all still in the Prince's Mansion.

Actually, no one in the palace knows. Father-in-law Yao is an ordinary person, and he is still a martial arts master, not a father-in-law.

Yao's father-in-law's original name, Wu Hongjun, a hero who was a powerful man in the rivers and lakes a few decades ago, and later because of the government's recruitment, he loved freedom all his life, and would rather die than obey, and was later plotted by his subordinates and the government, and went to prison.

Xuanhe's mother, Yang Shunhua, the former queen, knew his reputation in the rivers and lakes, and she happened to lack such a master by her side, so she used a plan to replace him with a dead body on the night of the execution.

And in order to repay the grace of saving his life, in the name of his father-in-law, he stayed in the palace for decades. Protected Yuqing for nine years, and protected Xuanhe for twenty-five years.

At that time, Yuqing was still the maid by Xuanhe's side, and Father-in-law Yao often called her Yu'er Yu'er, like a tall father's image, sheltering them from the wind and rain.

Nine years have passed, and the world is impermanent.

She entered the cold palace and became an abandoned woman, and he was also a general at the age of sixty.

Yuqing understands his usual coldness, his displeasure when he is in trouble with Xuanhe, and his sincere hope that she is good.

But Xuanhe is his little master after all, the emperor of a country. It was a mistake for her to want to be alone in his favor.

Grandpa Yao tried to correct her, but to no avail.

He knew that she had been different from others since she was a child.

Father-in-law Yao looked at Yuqing's eyes as if there were some tears, and his breathing trembled imperceptibly.

Yuqing's blank eyes still couldn't hold back her tears, and she smashed down big ones. She looked up slightly, trying to get the tears back into her eyes.

She leaned against the door and turned slowly, moving stiffly like a puppeteer.

Looking at each other in pairs, it was finally an empty dream of father and daughter.

That day, she knelt heavily on the moss-covered stone steps and kowtowed to her father-in-law, who was a little rickety.

"Hope, my father-in-law is healthy and healthy, and he will live for a long time."