In winter, the acacia tree has only bare branches, and today it is snowing heavily, and the snow is on the branches, and after a long time, it falls in a row, and the snow that has submerged into the ground has disappeared silently.

"I'll ask you one last time, go, or not?!" Chang Shan stood under the acacia tree in the courtyard of the Hehuan Hall, his shoulders were dyed by snow, he held the sword at his waist, and asked loudly with a tense expression.

The only thing that answered him was the sound of falling snow.

He stared at the doorway, not seeing him for a long time, and closed his eyes in disappointment.

When he opened his eyes again, there was anger in his eyes, "Why did Cangshu go to join the army, others don't know." Don't you know?! ”

"Yes! If it weren't for you, Cangshu and I would be just a farmer at most now, with no merit and no ability, but at least he could guard the child's hot kang head! At least he's still alive! ”

"In the past few years, he has practiced kung fu hard, not talking about pain, why does he not say bitterness? Do you think he wants to make a difference? No! He does everything just to protect you! Chang Shan was so angry that he trembled, "He went to the battlefield for you, went back to the capital for you, and died at the border for you!" But what about you! ”

"He died for you. You said you used that man's blood to sacrifice the life of the Atractylodes, but where were you when he was buried?! You always have your ideas, your plans...... You've been planning for so long, and you haven't thought about going over to avenge him from beginning to end! ”

His deep anger echoed in the Hehuan Palace, but there was only his voice, and there was no answer, "You speak! What's the point of being a shrunken turtle and pretending to be deaf and dumb! Ringo! Sue Twilight! You speak! ”

"Chang Shan ......" saw that he was too excited and had already drawn his long sword, so he almost rushed inside, and Guanghan Yanke hurriedly grabbed him, "You calm down!" ”

"Calm down? How do you calm me down! Chang Shan struggled to break away from one person. couldn't care about anything anymore, and scolded: "Who said that you fought side by side, shared weal and woe, and shared life and death?" All fucking shit! You're the queen now! It's a master! All right! Since you don't recognize us, I won't do it! Why do you want Lao Tzu to fight for you, fight for your man, be born and die! ”

Su Duluo, who was huddled behind the temple door, listened to Chang Shan's voice and questioned, her nails were deeply sunk into the flesh, she hugged her knees, in order not to make a sound, she bit her arm tightly, crying silently, and the smell of rust in her mouth was full.

"Su Dusk, are you dead or dumb! You come out for me! Come out! ”

"Good! Good! Just when I'm blind and see you wrong! From now on, the bridge will return to the bridge, the road will return to the road, and it will be cut in two! Fuck off! ”

The words fell, and there was a "bang".

She knew that she could imagine that Chang Shan must have slammed his sword to the ground in a fit of rage at this time.

That sound, slamming on the ground, was like a direct stab into her heart.

Pain!

The heart and mouth felt as if it was being clutched tightly by something, as if there was a burning pain in the breath, running down the nasal cavity. To the lungs, and even to the whole body, it was like being burned by fire.

She didn't want to promise him to go into battle with him to kill the enemy and fight side by side.

But she couldn't! She can't do it!

She can't even get on a horse, how can she march and fight? How to avenge them?

Even, she went out to see him now. She couldn't help it......

Let him see that he is so useless now, what should she tell him?

Tell him that they worked hard for the country, but when they returned to Beijing in the end, they were picked off and broke their tendons?

Tell him that when she became the queen, was Yun Zeqi forcing her with their lives?

Tell him. Is the person who killed Cangzhu and killed the soldiers the current Queen Mother?

Or tell him that she has used her children to pay for them?

No...... She couldn't say a word!

So she couldn't go out, she could only be misunderstood, questioned, and scolded by him......

She didn't know how long it had been, and she didn't know what had happened outside, but there was a sudden silence outside the hall.

The snow wind poured in through the crack in the door, like an invisible hand tightly wrapped around her body, and with every breath she hauled, she would spit out a cloud of cold air, which would freeze in front of her.

Suddenly. There was a creak, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

Hearing this, her whole body shrank for a moment, her eyes full of fear and fear.

She didn't want to, she didn't want to, she was more afraid. Let Chang Shan and them see the embarrassed ghost look now......

A long figure appeared in front of him, the room was very dark, the snow was bright outside, the man stepped into the hall, the back of the whole person was covered with snow, and his face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see it really.

He shifted his steps, stepped forward slowly, crouched down to her, reached out and freed her arm from his teeth, and choked up and pleaded with a trembling voice. "Don't ...... that"

Yun Zeqi looked at her forearm that had been bitten by her and the flesh was blurred, and her white teeth were filled with blood, as if she had lost consciousness, and she only knew how to cry in a dumb voice.

"Don't be like this...... his whole body trembled and took Su Duluo into his arms, in the blink of an eye, his eyes were hot, and his vision was blurred, "I'm sorry...... I beg you to ......"

Su Duluo gritted her teeth tightly, didn't say a word, struggled hard, and kept pushing him, only to find that no matter how she struggled, the man didn't move, and the last bite was on his shoulder.

Beg? What do you ask for? You are the king of a country, the honor of the ninety-five, whoever you want to be born, you will be born; Whoever wants to die, he will die!

I want to beg you too. But I beg you, can my father and sister Hua come back to life? I beg you, can Atractylodes come back to life? I beg you, will my child come back to life? I beg you, can you kill the hosta?

No! No! Neither!

They are all dead, all dead......

But she was still alive, and she couldn't do anything......

Yun Zeqi snorted, and instead of pushing her away, he hugged her tighter.

Blood-stained dragon robe, I don't know if it was the blood in her mouth, or the bite on his shoulder......

She bit her mouth and didn't let go, he hugged her hand and didn't let go, like two hedgehogs hugging each other, while hugging, the sharp thorns on her body pierced deeply into each other's bodies!

I hurt myself, and I hurt the other party......

Body. Devastation!

The heart is full of holes!

Since that day, Chang Shan has never been to the Hehuan Hall again, and she has never heard anything about him again.

Mid-November.

She was sent out of the palace by Yun Zeqi and placed under house arrest in Jingci Nunnery in the west of the palace.

It's called recuperation.

I don't know if I'm afraid that she is in the palace and will be in a hurry to do something to the hosta and Yu Linglong, as well as his children, so I can't even go to the cold palace, and I have to drive her out of the palace to feel at ease.

As he left, she vaguely heard him say to herself, "I'll do it one by one." ”

She frowned, and when she saw his dashing and resolute back, she thought it was just an auditory hallucination, and she didn't care.

Afraid that she would freeze, she spread several more layers of bedding for her without worrying, and asked someone to burn two more stoves and move into the side room, which was quite warm.

The people who followed her, in addition to worry-free, were only the female doctor who had treated her wounds before, and two palace maids who had never seen her before.

I don't know, whether it's a coincidence or deliberately, the direction of the door of her wing room is facing the direction of the palace.

Every day, the owner of Jingci Nunnery would come to talk to her about Zen, just to persuade her not to commit suicide.

Seeing the careful appearance of the owner of the nunnery, like the previous imperial doctor's trembling appearance, she knew it at the moment, probably because Yun Zeqi was afraid that she would die like this, and she would be cheaper. What did you do to Jingci'an?

It's just that, now, what is the difference between her life and death, it's just a corpse that can breathe.

Winter is getting deeper and colder.

Even if the quilt is newly purchased. There were also four or five charcoal basins in the stove in the house, and she still felt terrible pain in her arms and legs.

"!" Wuwu looked at her in a cold sweat, distressed but helpless, and was about to cry.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the palace is full of lanterns, and the night is as dark as day.

Looking out from the doorway. The fireworks above the palace were set off for two hours.

Inside the Jingji Nunnery.

Su Duluo was so painful that the whole person curled up together.

She suddenly remembered what the imperial doctor meant that day, "Don't pay attention to keeping warm".

The fireworks in the night sky are brighter and brighter.

Su Duluo in the house was in more and more pain, as if the cold air of the whole winter had penetrated into his wrists and ankles, cold! Pain! Cold and painful!

That feeling is not the pain of a cold blade piercing into the body. It's not a heart-rending pain, but the pain is so painful that the nerves are shattered, the pain is so painful that the stomach throbs to retching, and the bile vomits out and still doesn't reduce the pain by half.

It's like someone is using a knife to slowly scrape her muscles and bones, as if they want to grind all their muscles and bones into powder.

At this time, she is. There was only one thought in my head, if I could, could I die a hundred, but why, why, she couldn't even die?

She thought. At this time, Yun Zeqi was not a beauty in his arms, gently stroking the jade Linglong's bulging lower abdomen, and even smiled and discussed with the hosta the name of the child's birth.

She bit the fabric tightly, her little face white with pain, and cold sweat soaked through her clothes.