The same thing was said by the Queen Mother, Fu Lin felt that he was a child and that he was in charge of his hands and feet, Sizhen said it, but Fu Lin felt that she was empathetic and considerate.

After saying that, he should have gotten into the sedan chair, but he stood there and looked at Sizhen.

Thirteen-year-old Sizhen is in the cardamom years, even under the thick winter clothes, her figure is still slender and feminine, on the hairy windbag, her face is beautiful and picturesque, it looks like a white plum with buds in the cold wind of the first month, ice muscles and jade bones, beautiful and fragrant.

After being silent for a while, Fu Lin said softly: "I remember that the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month is your birthday, what birthday gift do you want?" ”

Sizhen originally wanted to shake her head, but when she saw Fu Lin's eager gaze, she suddenly remembered something and said loudly: "Can the emperor allow his courtiers to meet his cousin?" Since I arrived in the capital, I have not seen him, and on that day, if it wasn't for my cousin's protection, the courtiers were afraid that they would not be able to see the emperor...... The courtier wanted to thank her cousin in person and thank him for protecting her all the way. ”

In the past few months in the capital, she has always remembered everything in the past and thought of her cousin, but the palace walls are heavy, and she has no chance to see her cousin at all.

It's so easy, I have a chance to mention my cousin openly.

Fu Lin didn't expect Sizhen to make such a request, and was a little disappointed, but he still nodded: "Okay, I'll let you meet him." He turned his head to Wu Liangfu, who was standing respectfully beside him, and said, "Spread my will, and let Zhen Gege's cousin see the imperial study tomorrow." ”

The holy decree reached the ears of Bai Yansong, who was already Lan Ling's guard, and he was taken aback, and then ecstatic.

After escorting Sizhen to the capital, the emperor remembered that he had a meritorious role in protecting the lord, and asked him about his plans, and asked him what reward he wanted, and he thought that Sizhen was in the palace, so he asked the emperor to allow him to be a guard in the palace.

It's just that whether it is the palace guards walking in front of the emperor, or the elite forward battalion, guard battalion, middle army camp, and firearms battalion in the Eight Banners of the Beijing Division, as long as there are disciples of the Eight Banners, it is strictly forbidden for the Han army banner people to enter, so although Bai Yansong is the sixth-grade Lanling guard ordered by the emperor himself, he is only a leader in the Xiaocai battalion.

The Xiao Cavalry Battalion was one of the Qing Dynasty Janissary Guards, and was in charge of the 31 guards in the Forbidden City, such as the Wuying Hall and the Ningshou Palace.

Zhugong Beique, all owned by the Praetorian Guard, is just a long night, cold wind and loneliness, but every time he thinks that he is guarding the four chastities, Bai Yansong feels that the cold moon frost knife has warmth.

He finally lived up to the trust of the prince and his father, and sent Sizhen to the capital safely.

It's just that the palace walls are deep and full of red doors, and he thinks that he will never have the chance to see his cousin again in this life.

I didn't expect to have such an opportunity.

Bai Yansong's father, Bai Yunlong, is a distant relative of the Bai family, the princess of Dingnan, so Sizhen and his brother started to fight, and Bai Yansong was called a cousin and a cousin.

A distant relative of three thousand miles, because of this salutation, the relationship has been brought closer, and the Baiyunlong family has a loyal subordinate to several masters of the Dingnan Palace, and there is also a kind of relatives who help each other.

At night, hearing the sound of falling snow outside the window, Sizhen still has a feeling of illusion and reality.

She's going to see her cousin, and she's finally going to see her cousin.

Now, for Sizhen, Bai Yansong is not only one of the only remaining relatives in this world, but also the memory of her past life, and a testimony that she once lived in the mountains and rivers of Guilin, the world of freedom.