At the beginning of the night, it was the most boring time after dinner in the palaces and palaces, and the whole palace was brightly lit, and from time to time there was someone's singing, whose piano's sound, or deliberately giving people to listen to it.

Male birds and beasts are always dressed up in a colorful way to attract the favor of females, but in the world, this law has turned around, flowers and branches, each showing its ability to attract attention is a woman, the three palaces and six courtyards how many beauties of the country are looking forward to everything, but one day can get a pity.

It's a pity that they don't know that no matter how good and beautiful their singing and dancing skills are, the people on the emperor's throne won't look at them more.

The warm Fenghuan Palace was not lit at this time, in the dark, the curtain trembled, the brocade hung to the ground, the heavy panting and temptation groaned regularly, and the obscenity overflowed. After a long exhale, the weight of the bed was suddenly reduced by half, and the woman wrapped in a soft silk thin quilt looked at the man beside the couch in the hazy moonlight outside the window, her eyes were like a gossamer.

"The emperor has talked to Lian Guoshi today?"

"Well, he's a capable person, but I don't know if it's reliable." Rubbing the fire and lighting the candle lamp on the desk, Wen Jingyuan, who had a dry mouth, took the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, squinting his eyes at Lan Zhirong, "If you are not of my race, your heart will be different." If it weren't for your recommendation, I wouldn't have trusted a foreign minister, but I hope you won't let me down. ”

Lan Zhirong smiled coquettishly: "When did the concubine disappoint the emperor?" ”

"The person is recommended by you, if there is any problem, I will naturally punish you together. Remember, don't tell anyone about the identity of the national teacher, tomorrow I will give him a new identity to stay in the abyss, as for the Qingyue country, your royal family can take back their own power. Wen Jingyuan didn't pay attention to Lan Zhirong's ambiguous words with temptation, and after the catharsis of desire, he frowned on those troublesome trivial matters.

"The concubine thanked the emperor on behalf of the royal brother."

Thinking that the hour was still early, there were still a lot of twists and turns in the imperial study that had not been dealt with, Wen Jingyuan put on his clothes and called Zhao Gonggong, and chose a quiet path with few people to rush to the imperial study.

"Come out, are you tired after standing for so long?" When Wen Jingyuan's footsteps gradually disappeared, Lan Zhirong jumped out of bed and walked to the wide ink screen, hesitated for a moment, and walked around the screen to the back.

No one.

"Where did you go?" Lan Zhirong was puzzled, and was about to look back, when a figure suddenly appeared behind her, almost scaring her into screaming.

"It seems that you have adapted well, at least serving men, far more proficient than when you were in Qingyue Palace." A strand of pure white hair swept across Lan Zhirong's arm, and the faint fragrance was absent.

Lan Zhirong took a deep breath and frowned in disgust: "Don't mention the past, it's disgusting." ”

"Disgusting? Aren't you feeling miserable now? As the national teacher of Qingyue Country, Lian Song did not show the slightest respect for the eldest princess, and his tone was full of mockery, "I found someone to teach you this kind of charming, and you can become the favorite concubine of Emperor Yuan, who you are grateful to in your heart." Oh, I almost forgot, I taught you the room technique, and you weren't as charming and colorful as you were at that time, and it was annoying to look at. ”

The unbearable memories made Lan Zhirong's face pale for a while, she snorted coldly with anger, hugged the shawl and sat back on the couch: "Don't talk nonsense, I have already set you up as a bridge into the palace according to the prior arrangement, shouldn't you also fulfill your promise?" ”

"What promise? Did I promise you anything? Lian Song said deliberately.

"You-" Lan Zhirong suddenly raised her voice, and then quickly lowered it, "You said you would help me torture the Qinglian King, don't try to deny it!" ”

Hatred, hypocrisy, stupidity, Lan Zhirong's ugliness was all in Lian Song's light-colored eyes, she smiled coldly, and her slender white fingers pinched Lan Zhirong's chin: "After becoming a favorite concubine, your temper is getting bigger and bigger, who gave you the guts to make you yell at me?" An ugly undead who borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul, do you really think that you are the eldest princess of Qingyue and can dictate to me? Lan Zhirong, pretend to be your concubine, there is no room for you to intervene in other things, understand? ”

The cold and ruthless gaze was like a poisonous tongue spitting out a letter, which made Lan Zhirong couldn't help but shiver, and the pain and torture she suffered in Qingyue Country after being reborn flashed frequently in her mind, and the deep cold and fear enveloped her whole body again.

"I ...... Understood...... "After the trembling, he involuntarily whispered. Lan Zhirong dodged Lian Song's palm, took a deep breath and calmed down, hugging the cold shoulders exposed in the air and trembling: "Yan Li was rescued by King Yongshan by dressing up as a maid, and it should be in the palace at this time, and the emperor doesn't know yet." I asked Xiaotingzi to inquire with Gonggong Zhao, and the reason for the emperor's message to worry about his life seems to be related to something, as for what it is, the emperor told the prince of Dingyuan, and the others are not very clear. ”

"Wen Jingyuan is looking for the jade seal of the country, he said it to me during the day, I don't think Yan Liwu knows the whereabouts of the jade seal - didn't you say that she is also borrowing corpses to resurrect her soul like you? Then she shouldn't know anything about the Qinglian King. Lian Song walked to the window with his hand, and suddenly whispered after being silent for a long time, "Wen Jingyuan asked me to find a way to clean up the prince of Dingyuan but refused to say why, I want you to find out as much as possible when you are in contact with him recently, it is not easy to go against Junzilou, and I don't plan to take this risk at present." ”

Lan Zhirong nodded, glanced at the hidden small grid under the makeup, and looked at Lian Song uneasily: "There are not many of the two medicines left, can you ......?"

"You don't have to worry about the medicine, I will give you as much as you need, as long as you are honest and don't play tricks." Waving his hand to interrupt Lan Zhirong, Lian Song frowned slightly, still with a light and cold expression, "Send someone to me tomorrow morning to get the medicine, and remember to use it with caution after that - don't think that the imperial doctors all eat dry food, if it is found out that you drugged Wen Jingyuan, your fate will only be worse than that of Qinglian King." ”

The palace, which was still full of obscene smell just now, suddenly became a little more cold, and I don't know if it was because people's hearts were no longer warm, or because of the first snow of winter falling in the night sky.

"I couldn't see you everywhere, it turned out that I was watching the snow outside." In the courtyard of the side hall where there were no palace maids and eunuchs to disturb, Wen Moshu stepped on the shallow footprints with a pure white cloak, and coughed all the way.

Yan turned around with a worried voice, and when he smiled, a large ball of hot air exhaled turned into a hazy mist, reflecting his face slightly blurred: "It's rare to see a snowy scene, and I can't sleep, so I came out for a walk, a look, and collected some treasures by the way." Gently knocked on the clay pot in his hand, and his eyes became brighter and brighter: "Do you know, this snow is also called rootless water, and it is an indispensable excellent medicine for many prescriptions, but it is very troublesome to collect, and you must choose the one that has not yet fallen and has not touched the earth's qi." ”

"It seems that when it comes to medicinal herbs, the girl will be very excited, and she has to run outside on such a cold day." Wen Mo smiled sparsely, casually took the clay pot in Yan Liwu's hand, and held it high against the crystal snowflakes flying in the sky, "Since it is something that Miss Yan needs, I will also help." ”

"No, you already have a cold condition, how can you blow a cool breeze again? Go back to your room, or the cough will get worse. ”

Yan Liwu took back the clay pot and put it on the stone table, and pushed Wen Moshu into the room without saying anything, and his cold fingertips inadvertently touched the back of Wen Moshu's hand, and he was immediately tightly grasped by the warm palm.

"My hands are as cold as ice." Wen Mo closed his palms and wrapped Yan Liwu's hand inside, lowered his head and breathed softly, through the white gas, two crimson clouds on Yan Liwu's cheeks could be faintly seen. This kind of action doesn't seem to be appropriate, but Wen Moshu has no intention of letting go, but pulls slightly to make Yan Liwu closer to herself, looking at her black hair with a little bit of Su Xue, and her tone is a little gloomy: "The prince of Dingyuan will take you away soon, I just want to accompany you more, this farewell, I don't know when I will see you again." ”

Wen Moshu respected the choice of leaving her worries, and agreed that she would go to Anzhou with Wen Moqing, and according to Wen Moqing's decisive and neat character, she would leave the imperial capital on the road in about two or three days.

The word separation is always easy to give birth to some impulses and courage that are not usually available.

"A person like Wang Ye should have a wife, why is he always alone?" The words were separated to reduce embarrassment, but his hand did not obey the call, he should have left, but he still relied on Wen Moshu's palm and was unwilling to pull out.

"I still think that Miss Yan should have a sweetheart, isn't it also a person?" Rarely, Wen Mo let go of the joke, and naturally put Yan Liwu's hand on his chest, "At the beginning of the acquaintance, I only thought that Miss Yan was very special, not like ordinary women, but also different from the willful arrogance of King Qinglian. Later, I slowly discovered that Miss Yan had a good heart hidden under her quiet appearance, she had the courage to speak, she was truly affectionate and righteous, so pure that she seemed to be not a person in the same world as us, very ......" Xu is not a suitable adjective for a while, Wen Mo paused, and raised his hand to brush away the snowflakes on Yan Li's worries: "What should I say, in short, Miss Yan is very dazzling, no matter what others say, I can see your light." ”

For the first time in her life, she heard others praise her with the word dazzling, and she was a little dazed, but more of a wisp of sweetness and warmth in her heart.

Not everyone has the shadow of Qinglian King in their eyes, and some people regard her as the only existence, believe in her, take care of her silently, and are willing to stand up for her, not to teach her to get involved in terrible power calculations.

Encountering such a person and meeting Wen Moshu is the thing she wants to thank God the most in her life.

"Should I think about it? Or is it ...... The prince's words are just simple compliments? Yan Li raised his head and looked at Wen Moshu seriously, with the straightforwardness and boldness that Wen Moshu appreciated in his eyes.

Take the initiative to chase the person you like and the life you want, you don't think it's wrong to say goodbye, isn't it true that people live to meet the destined person? No matter whether the result is satisfactory or not, you have loved and experienced it, so that you can be worthy of life.

Wen Moshu was not surprised by Yan Li's frank question, but he was still a little hesitant, took a deep breath, and said in a rather cautious tone: "Would Miss Yan mind being with a sick person?" ”

"Don't forget, I'm a female doctor who only diagnoses patients for you, shouldn't doctors be entangled with patients for the rest of their lives?"

Suddenly, he withdrew his palm and jumped to the edge of the stone table, picked up the clay pot with a worry, and smiled like a spring breeze when he looked back, and instantly melted the winter snow.