As for the Cheyue Palace, in terms of the silver taels accumulated by the moon alone, fifteen thousand taels did almost emptied all of Long Yucang's savings, but wasn't there a princess who held the moon jue in her hand and owned four wealthy shops? Therefore, all the expenses in the house are as usual.

And there is King Cheyue and the prime minister who are so exemplary in their hearts, and the rest of the royal relatives and officials, big and small, have also donated generously, although they will not also make a bankruptcy, but they have really produced a lot of blood, and there are not a few people who want to secretly feel pain.

The happiest person to see this scene should belong to Emperor Xuan, although the treasury also took out a lot of silver taels for disaster relief, but compared with the original planned figures, it is not worth mentioning.

But after retiring all the palace people, standing alone in front of the window and looking at Long Jingming in the empty night outside, his face was gloomy and did not show any joy, and his profound eyes looked at the southwest direction, and there was a faint killing light like stars flickering and jumping.

At the end of December, the heavy snow had stopped, and the damage inside and outside Kyoto was not serious, and all the relief was distributed first, so it did not affect the people's interest in the New Year.

Every household cleaned the front and back of the house, hung festive red lanterns, but the mansions of the dignitaries and nobles looked extremely low-key, and their purpose was nothing more than to make an honest appearance to Emperor Xuan.

After all, this year is different from the past, after the snow stopped, the early stage of disaster relief and pacification has just begun, although the follow-up problems have not yet all appeared, but at this time, even if it is a big New Year, it should not be too public. Otherwise, if Emperor Xuan sees which family reveals too much wealth, he may have to ask them to pay for disaster relief.

The Cheyue Palace's Mansion has always been very low-key, not to mention that the envoys of the Cheyue Kingdom have not returned yet, and no one has the heart to discuss the New Year. Seeing that the princess didn't like to be too noisy, Nangong Mama also gave the slaves in the house who needed to go home for the New Year a holiday in advance, leaving only a few domestic slaves who lived in the mansion for a long time to serve the master's daily life.

"Yushu, hasn't there been any news from the prince's side?"

In the first few days, Feng Huanling could still receive letters from Long Yucang on the road from time to time, but in the past half a month, there was no news at all, and she had several nightmares about him being buried under the ruins and completely covered with snow.

As time passed, her heart became more and more restless.

"Don't worry about the princess, I think it is the snow disaster that makes it impossible for the prince to send the news back in time, and it will inevitably delay the trip back, and she should come back a few days later."

Seeing that Yushu beside him just shook his head silently, Zhi Ban hurriedly spoke to appease Feng Huanling, but he felt a little weak when he said it.

In fact, they all know in their hearts that the prince is afraid that the princess will be worried, so he will work tirelessly to send people back to report safety on a regular basis, and now there is suddenly no news, but they are afraid that it will be more auspicious and less auspicious, "We can't wait so stupidly anymore, Yushu, I know you must have a way." Tomorrow, no, it is better for us to set out today, and take all those we can with us and go west to find the prince. I always felt that something must have happened to the prince, maybe he was trapped in some badly damaged place, waiting for us to rescue him! ”

As he spoke, Feng Huanling stood up suddenly, as if he couldn't immediately fly to Long Yucang's side with his wings.

"This can't be done, princess, when the prince left, he specially explained that he couldn't let you travel far, and he couldn't let you have any danger!" Zhilan hurriedly stretched out her arms and stopped in front of the master, "Even if you want to go, just let the slaves go to find it, the princess is still more suitable to sit in the royal mansion, after all, it will be Chinese New Year's Eve in a few days, and according to the rule, the princess will enter the palace on behalf of the prince." ”

Yushu also stepped forward when she received Zhilan's eyes and said: "Don't worry, the princess, the slave and maid will immediately take people to set off after a little preparation, the prince will definitely be fine, and the slave and maid can only be regarded as going to greet the prince in advance." ”

In fact, in her selfish heart, Yushu had long wanted to leave the house to find the prince, but the mission that the prince confessed to her before leaving was to let her protect the princess at all costs.

According to the regulations of the Shenlong Kingdom, if the royal family does not have the emperor's order, it is indeed impossible to leave Beijing easily, even though Feng Huanling is anxious about the safety of Long Yucang, but he is also more willing to believe the words of Zhilan and Yushu, believing that he will be fine, but he was delayed by the heavy snow, and he will not be able to come back later.

Feng Huanling held Yushu's hands, stared at her with burning eyes and said, "Okay, then I will hand over the matter of welcoming the prince back to the house, and I will definitely welcome the prince back!" ”

Yushu replied solemnly: "The slave understands. ”

Zhilan, who was also worried about the princess, also wanted to follow, but the princess couldn't leave no one by the princess's side, Su Yue was just an ordinary girl, so she had to stay and continue to protect the princess according to the prince's orders.

The next day after sending Yushu away was the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and seven days later would be Chinese New Year's Eve, and if Long Yucang could not return in time, Feng Huanling would have to re-enter the Forbidden Palace alone.

Feng Huanling in the past never felt that there was anything to be afraid of, she had been used to facing everything by herself in her previous life, so that in the end, she was too sharp and hated.

But it wasn't until she suddenly lost all the news of Long Yucang and felt as if she was about to lose this person that she realized that she had unconsciously become accustomed to his company, his support, and everything he silently gave her.

Just thinking that she might lose him forever after that, her heart, which she thought was already frozen and numb, would have a dull ache of no way.

Long Yucang, it must be fine, because you promised me that I will definitely come back.

You never lied to me in the past, and you must not lie to me this time, because I will wait for you until you come back for seven days.

Chinese New Year's Eve is a day for everyone in the world to reunite with their families, even if they are thousands of miles away, they will return to their families to spend fireside night with them despite all difficulties.

The royal family of the Shenlong Kingdom has always had the rule of spending Chinese New Year's Eve together, but anyone who is in Kyoto must be summoned to the palace on the 30th day of the lunar month, and they can only go home after paying respects to the Empress Dowager, the Emperor and the elders on the first day of the new year.

At noon on the thirtieth day of the lunar month, the honor guard sent by the palace to pick up Princess Cheyue into the palace arrived, Feng Huanling looked back at the long road behind him before getting into the chariot, and secretly looked forward to seeing the familiar figure appear at this glance, and then hooked the warm and doting smile in the past and said to her: "Why doesn't the lady wait for her husband to come back and then enter the palace together?" ”

However, in the end, she was the only one who got into the golden carriage and slowly walked towards the golden imperial city.

Due to the snow disaster, everything in the palace this year is also simple, even the palace people who come and go in a hurry can not see any smile on their faces, if it is not for the decoration of the New Year between the courtyards of the palace, it is almost impossible to see the meaning of welcoming the New Year.

In previous years, the royal family banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve was set in the Queen Mother's Qianshou Palace, and this year was no exception, Feng Huanling got off the car from the gate of the Forbidden Palace and changed to a warm car, and then was sent all the way to the Qianshou Palace.

But not long after the chariot was moving, it suddenly stopped again, causing Feng Huanling to frown slightly, lifted the corner of the sedan curtain and looked out, it was actually parked outside Long'an Palace.

"Princess Cheyue, please be on the throne."

It was the great eunuch Miao Shangshan who spoke, and the chief internal supervisor around the emperor came forward, naturally no one dared not to give face, not to mention the will of Emperor Xuan.

Feng Huanling is naturally no stranger to the emperor's bedroom at the head of this forbidden palace, she was a queen in her previous life, but now that she is the princess of Cheyue, she has been summoned here, which inevitably seems a little out of place.

It stands to reason that with the deep and introverted nature of the city government like Long Jingming, at least on the surface, he should not have done such a thing of disregarding etiquette and summoning the wife of the imperial uncle into his dormitory to meet him.

Could it be that this is another trick of the wind and grace?

But Miao Shangshan is a close confidant of Long Jingming, and he made a lot of contributions to his ascension to the throne as the emperor at the beginning, so he should not be easily bought and instructed by others.

Feng Huanling was shocked and uncertain in his heart, but his face was still calm and calm, and he was carried into Long'an Palace by temporarily changing the direction of the sedan chair.

"Courtiers see the Holy One."

Seeing that he was welcomed into the main hall of Long'an Palace, Feng Huanling was slightly relieved, at least he was not directly invited into the dormitory, and Long Jingming, who was seated, did not show any surprise when he saw him, thinking that he was just overhearted.

Long Jingming said with a smile: "Does the princess know that I stopped you halfway and invited you to Long'an Palace, so what's the matter?" ”

Hearing this question, Feng Huanling's heart was inexplicably frightened, and the bad premonition that made her panic surging over the sea and drowning her in an instant.

"Hey, I still hope that the princess will mourn."

Deliberately saying such a sentence with sadness, Long Jingming caught a glimpse of Feng Huanling's kneeling body trembling suddenly, and only then did he quietly hook the corners of his mouth and continue: "I just received the news that King Cheyue was blocked in a small mountain village by heavy snow on the way back to the Flower God Kingdom to escort the envoy team. There was a landslide, and by the time someone found it, the entire village had been buried by heavy snowfall, and not even a single intact body had been found. ”

With her forehead against the cold golden ground, Feng Huanling suddenly felt that Long Jingming's gloomy voice was so far away, as if it was thousands of years away, and there was a little ethereal unreality when it came into her ears.

He said that the king of Cheyue was trapped in the mountain village and suffered a landslide, and the entire mountain village was buried by heavy snow, and even the bones could not be found?

Are you sure?

Is everything he says true? Was what she heard true?

No, how is this possible, absolutely impossible!

"Princess, are you alright? But didn't you hear what Halal said? Do you want me to say it again? ”

When Feng Huanling straightened up and raised her head like a bird with a bow, she found that Long Jingming had stood in front of her at some point, and the bright yellow dragon robe was lit by the light, which stabbed her eyes.

"King Cheyue, I'm afraid I'm already hiding in that remote mountain village, but now the snow is like a mountain, and it's still difficult to dig up the bones for a while, so I haven't announced the news yet. After all, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and I want everyone to have a good year. But I always felt that I couldn't hide this from the princess, so I came to you alone and told the truth. ”

At the moment when she met Long Jingming's smiling black eyes, Feng Huanling could barely control the outright hatred that was boiling like a sea of fire in her eyes, but it was only a momentary loss of control, and then she calmed down and replaced it with a worried and sad look.

"No, as long as you don't see the bones of the prince for a day, the courtiers will not believe that the prince is already ...... I forgive my sins, and the courtiers don't disbelieve my kind words, but they can't accept them. Since the Holy Lord will not easily announce the news of the prince's death before he finds the bones of the prince, then please ask me to be the courtier's daughter who does not know yet, and leave the last glimmer of hope for the courtier, so that I can continue to wait for the prince to come back. ”