December.

In Yincheng, there is still heavy snowfall.

Looking from the imperial city, under the dome of vision, there is a snowy expanse without the slightest vivid color.

Yin Shu stood on a high place.

A pair of purple and black mille-feuille soap-soled boots, stepping on the glazed tiles under his feet, almost couldn't see the color clearly.

A subtle "creak" sound sounded behind him.

"Brother Huang is here."

The man was wearing a purple embroidered nine-clawed dragon robe, his face was solemn and gloomy, and his eyes were bright and bright, which were reflected in the snowfall at this moment, showing a bone-invading coldness.

"Another year has passed."

The eyes fell on his sword.

"What? You didn't ask the swordsmith to mend the sword for you? ”

The man on the glazed tile held the sword independently, let the snow fall on his shoulder, the wind blew, and he didn't realize it, his thin and strong face was plain and white, and there was a little green stubble on his chin.

"Brother Chen thought for a long time, this sword doesn't need to be so complete."

The man behind him was already standing beside him.

He looked at the person beside him, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"Do you want to go back?"

"Nope."

"Then why don't you follow orders?"

"I just don't want to be a puppet, a ruthless shell."

"Since the day you exchanged your life for Ruri, you have given up your freedom and lost your choice, don't you understand?"

The man holding the sword hung his head in a dejected manner.

The thin side face has a rugged and sharp beauty. After a long time, he sighed lightly and slowly raised his head, looking at the vast and vast land in front of him.

"I know."

"But I still want to fight, after all, puppets are the most despicable thing in the world."

The face of the person next to him was terrifyingly gloomy, and his tone was eerie, as if it came from hell.

"Aren't you afraid, I'll kill you?"

"How can my brother not be afraid?"

"But I'm more afraid that I will become a thoughtless person, walking between heaven and earth, and ruining this snow."

"Huh...... Are you taunting me? ”

"The younger brother doesn't dare, the monarch and the minister are different, since the younger brother has agreed to the imperial brother, there will never be two hearts. I also hope that the royal brother will also understand the courtiers! ”

Snow fell heavily, falling on people's bodies.

In just an instant, the hair buns of the two have already stained their temples.

The people around me finally left.

In the turbulent air, there was a dull word.

"You are my second brother, the second prince of Yin Palace, and the king of Shao'an, so naturally you will not be a puppet. But it's your life, remember what you said today! ”

"Yes, thank you, Brother Huang!"

He drew his sword, and waved his arm in the air, marking two lines of invisible lettering, and at the end of the sword, there were small half-cut marks. It's just that after the mending was completed, it was forcibly ripped open again.

A few months ago.

The swordsmith handed him the sword, and the mutilation had become one and perfect. He gently stroked the blade of the sword, only to feel that something was suddenly missing, and the feeling suddenly became unfamiliar.

Yin Shu left with the sword.

In those sharp eyes, he was still stubborn.

"No, I'm going to leave this gap!"

The north wind howled.

Looking at the reshaped gap, he felt extremely calm in his heart.

Because, it's himself.

Inside the harem.

Since the concubine was pregnant, Emperor Yin never set foot in the Qionghua Palace.

In the past month, Mu Cairen has often been recruited to sleep, and when the third snow falls, the original Mu Cairen has become Mu Meiren.

"Phew! Dead billet! ”

"Isn't it just that the family is powerful? Do you think the emperor really likes you? ”

Despite a serious illness, Qi's temper was still hot.

Guan Yan waited with his hands tied, and he didn't dare to come out.

"What, you're dumb? You still claim to be loyal, and the master bullies people like this, and there is no trick! ”

"Master, you should be quiet."

She glanced cautiously at the main hall, very cautiously.

"The good concubine is pregnant now, these words are going to be heard over there, and I don't know how to arrange us......"

"Whew!"

Qi Shi took a sip sharply, his face was indignant.

"What about having children? Do you think that if you have the blue eyes of the queen, you will be stable? The little prince is taboo! ”

"Oh my ancestor, I can't say that!"

"Afraid of what?!"

"Left, but I'm a shabby now! No matter how bad this is, how bad can it be?! ”

When he heard this, he lowered his head.

A trace of resentment flashed in his timid eyes.

"Since she robbed me of my favor, I will never let her have a good time!" Qi's eyes rolled, staring at the people around him sharply, and ordered, "You come here!" ”

She whispered a few words in the maid's ear.

The maid's eyes changed from confusion to horror, and when she finished speaking, she waved her hand again and again.

"This ...... This is not possible! ”

"If someone finds out, none of us in the palace will survive...... Master, you give the slaves and maids a way to live......"

She knelt down suddenly, tugging at Qi's sleeve, mourning and begging.

The eyes of the people in front of him were fierce.

"If you don't go, I'll put you to death now!"

"If you go, as soon as the slut falls, there will be a glimmer of life for us, Guanyan, I always thought you were honest, not a clever one, when will you come out in the palace? Think about it! ”

With that, she jerked her hands away.

Inside the main hall.

Since Mu Meiren was favored, the good concubine has been unable to sleep for more than half a month, but she is not shocked, her expression is calm, and she embroiders and makes incense all day long, without any impatience.

"The Qi family dared to curse the little prince, what a boldness!"

Yuya was holding a soup woman in her hand, and she was putting on a cover, and when she heard the words coming from the side hall, her tone was indignant.

The concubine was very calm.

She lay on the table and made incense, without even raising her head, but a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"At the end of the crossbow, what are you talking about with her?"

"But ......"

Yuya stomped her feet, seeing her master's demeanor, and when the words came to her mouth, she had to swallow them back.

The air was silent.

It was a long time before she spoke again.

"The slave is just worried that such a person stays by her side and lives under the same roof with us, if one day she dies and the net is broken, implicating us, you can be pregnant......"

Hearing this, the concubine raised her head and stared at her with a slanted eye.

"You have a point."

"But this matter, the palace has its own decision, this lame grasshopper, see how many days she can jump...... Wait! ”

Yuya lowered her eyes.

Among the new palace concubines, in addition to Qi Cainu, Liang Concubine, and Mu Meiren, Xiang Jieyu has slept three times, and when Emperor Yin was no one in private, he secretly praised her for "being shy with clouds and rain, and Chujing flowers bloom with a vein of incense".

Gu Cairen also slept once.

She is very obsessed with medical skills, and her joy to see the imperial doctor has long surpassed that of seeing the emperor. In private, he secretly begged to enter the Wenxian Pavilion and copy books at will.

So......

The concubines in the palace who have not yet slept are left with Wencai Nu.

She has a cowardly personality, her background is low, and she does not fight or rob, she lives in the same place with Gu Cairen, and she is stuck in the pile of books all day long, except for the daily morning and dusk provinces, and even Chunxi Pavilion does not come out.

As time goes by, people below will inevitably complain.