She has always dreamed well, but tonight she slept very lightly for some reason, and even the slight sound of snow beads falling on the top of the glass could wake her up, and the sound stopped after a while, but she couldn't sleep anymore, got up and went to the window to see, it turned out that the snow was falling heavier and heavier, and countless snowflakes were slowly falling from the endless sky. I don't know when the wind has stopped, only the snow is falling silently, soft, dense. Crystal snowflakes scattered one by one, and the sky seemed to have broken a hole, leaking snow endlessly. The east and west were scattered, blown by the wind.

The lights in the palace are sparsely connected, and the snow is like a layer of heavy white practice, gradually enveloping the heavens and the earth.

When she first entered the palace, she couldn't sleep in bed at night, and when she saw the light, she asked Duan Niang, who told her that the lights in the emperor's bedroom would not go out. At that time, she thought it was strange, if the lights were not extinguished, how would people sleep? Now that I think about it, every emperor is a supreme loner, and a light in the long dark night is about their only companion. Emperors are all lonely, but they have all had a happy and carefree time, unlike Pei Zhao, who has been so lonely since he was born, from the croaking to the current harvest of the world, twenty-seven years of long life, he has always walked alone. She felt very sorry for him.

There are always many things in this world that are unfathomable and elusive. For example, if a person wants to plant a certain emotion, this is a very simple thing, but it is very difficult for the person to discover his own mind, because before his own heart was only in his hands, but once he handed it over, that heart was no longer his own, and he wandered around and went to other places, and he could no longer find it. She remembered those past events, Pei Zhao promised to take her out of the palace, and she waited with peace of mind; Pei Zhao taught her to ride a horse, and she happily followed; Pei Zhao told her not to be afraid, and her heart really settled down. Now that I think about it, where do these inexplicable trusts and dependences come from? The answer to this question seems to lead to a darkness that no one dares to touch. Wu Yuehua's casual words were like sharp blades, cutting through the flowers, and some unspeakable taboos were aggressive, teaching her not to think again.

Don't think about things that you can't figure out, otherwise the more you think about it, the more upset you become. Su Ying rubbed the corners of her forehead, and got into the brocade quilt again, the moonlight and snow outside the window dissolved into a piece, and softly penetrated in, the heat of the earth dragon was too strong, and the smoke made people soft, and at the moment before falling asleep, she was still thinking, I don't know what Pei Zhao is doing at this moment?

On the second day, as Duan Niang said, the snow was thick, like a good goose down on the top of a bed, and it rustled when she stepped on it, she left the accompanying palace ladies far behind, and pinched several snow balls first, but unfortunately there were no playmates, so she had to throw it away again, picked up a dead branch as a pen, and drew a crooked puppy on the snow, and looked at it and felt that it was really ugly, so she picked up that piece of snow and piled up a snowman, thinking about what to use to make eyes for the snowman, obsidian or agate beads? Well, let's use obsidian, it's dark and deep, just like Pei Zhao's eyes.

It's Pei Zhao again. She sighed distraughtly, and took out a handful of agate beads from her purse, which she originally put away to play with marbles, the beads the size of the dragon's eye were all shiny, faintly revealing some light, and picked two embedded in the snowman's face, thinking that she should go to the imperial dining room to find a chili radish or something to make a nose for the snowman, and when she turned around, she saw not far behind her, Pei Zhao stood with his hands in his hands, and the snow was vast and tall, standing tall like a pine.

She suspected that she had seen it wrong, because he appeared so suddenly, like a dream that came to her mind. But soon she found out that this was not a dream, because Pei Zhao was walking towards her step by step, getting closer and closer, closer and closer, she could almost see those deep eyes, and her heart was sullen for a while, she dug up the snow from the snowman, and threw it at him in a ball.

Pei Zhao's eyes were quick, he caught the snowball gently and skillfully, his hand was slightly forced, and the snowball flowed out of his fingertips like a clear spring, he walked to Su Ming's side, and did not speak, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he casually held the snowpile in the place where she had just dug it up, Su Ying tilted his head to look at the snowman who was plump a lot, ran to Gong E to ask for a box of snails, and drew two thick and thick eyebrows for the snowman, curvy like two big green insects, with those round eyes, it was very funny, and asked Pei Zhao with a smile: "Like you?" ”

Pei Zhao looked at it seriously, looked left and right, took off the crown on his head and put it on the snowman, and said with a smile: "This is like." ”

It's also such a snow day, it was when he was still young, and when he saw that the snow outside was thick, he wanted to build a snowman to please his mother, maybe when his mother was happy, he would treat himself like the mother of his younger brothers. The mother didn't like to go out, so he spent the whole afternoon making a fist-sized snowman, and asked the nurse for powder and swallow fat, drawing eyebrows and eyes for the snowman little by little, carefully holding it in his hand, and running to find the mother.

The concubine's personal palace told him: "Niangniang has not woken up from a nap, please go back to the palace and wait for the summons." ”

It was probably because he was full of expectations in his heart at that time, and he was too happy, so he was confused for a while, and completely forgot that every time in the past, the Shang Palace sent him like this, and the concubine had never summoned him once.

He happily waited outside the dormitory with the snowman in his hand, and the little yellow door put a bed next to the smoker and invited him to sit down, he was afraid that the snowman would be smoked by the heat, so he stood far away from the smoker. Gong E saw that his hands were frozen purple, and wanted to take it for him for a while, but he refused, stubbornly holding the snowman, looking at the white snow outside, looking at the closed door of the concubine's dormitory for a while, thinking about waiting for the concubine to take a nap, seeing him, seeing the snowman he made for her, I don't know how happy I would be, maybe I would leave him for dinner, maybe I would cover his frozen hands for him, maybe I would sew a winter coat for him, maybe I would ...... Maybe the mother will treat him very well from now on.

He waited for a long time, but the window was still white, but the sand in the golden bucket had fallen most of it, and there seemed to be movement in the dormitory. The mother finally woke up, but his snowman had already melted most of it, the snow water mixed with the melted powder swallow fat, dripping down, like a winding river, the felt under his feet was stained by the snow water, it was the felt of the Persian tribute, the snow was white and fluffy, and the stain was particularly dazzling, his sleeves and placket were also wet, cold and dirty, the whole person was embarrassed, he was very anxious, embarrassed and sad, at this time, the mother came out.

At that time, he was no longer short, and when he raised his head, he could meet the eyes of the concubine squarely, so he could see very clearly how the concubine glanced at him with disgust, as if she was looking at the mud that wet the corners of her skirt, frowned and told Gong'e to clean up, then never looked at him again, and turned away.

He came out of the palace of the concubine hungry, and the young eunuch he was waiting for him everywhere, and when he saw him hurrying up, he was surprised to see that his clothes were dirty and messy: "What happened to His Highness's clothes?" While wiping him indiscriminately, he said hurriedly: "Your Majesty suddenly went to the Guozijian, saying that he wanted to announce that His Highness would go down to ask about his homework, Your Highness should hurry up!" ”

He didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he was led to the Guozijian by the young eunuch in a trance, and when he walked to the door, he happened to meet Pei Yu, who was wearing a new brocade robe, holding a hand stove in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Huang came by coincidence, let's go in together!" ”

It was about Pei Duo who answered the wrong question, His Majesty's face was very ugly, and when he saw them, he was not angry and asked, "Why did you come so late?" Where did you go to be stubborn? ”

Pei Yu still smiled: "The son just had dinner in the palace of the mother concubine, and he was busy coming over when he knew that his father had summoned him, but halfway through, the mother concubine hurriedly sent a hand stove to the son of the princess, so it was delayed, please forgive my father!" ”

His Majesty's face softened a little, and he asked him again, "What about you?" Why are you late? ”

He was in a state of confusion, and before he could think about what His Majesty had asked him, His Majesty was already angry: "Have you ever looked at yourself? As a prince, your words and deeds should be an example, what kind of system do you look like! Probably still angry, he picked up a book and smashed it on his head: "Clean up and see me again!" ”

He walked out in a daze, and the young eunuch hurriedly gave him a big bill, and without daring to say anything, he hunched over and followed him. The wind outside was really strong, and it was too cold, and the water stains on his clothes had probably turned into ice, and they were cold and hard against his body, like countless small daggers, and he even felt pain in the heart.

Glass lamps hung on both sides of the palace road, and warm candlelight poured out of the gauze cover, casting heavy shadows on the snow. He saw his own shadow, alone at his feet, and suddenly felt very scared, could he only live alone in this life? .

"Do you think this snowman is built well?" The clear voice pulled him back from his long memories, it turned out that Su Ying had built another snowman, next to the snowman just now, and his eyes were already set, he took the snail Dai in her hand, painted two thin eyebrows on the snowman, and asked with a smile: "Like you?" ”

She watched the snowman be silent for a long time, reached out and took off his crown, and carefully wiped it with his sleeve before handing it to him, he saw her look dazed, probably tired of playing, the palace people had already prepared a sedan chair, and when she left, she looked back again, the pair of snowmen were still close together, and she said softly: "Look at that pair of snowmen, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, they will melt one day, but at least they are very good tonight." ”

There was a smoked cage lit in the sedan chair, warm as spring, Su Ying held a brocade cushion, leaning on the side in a daze, the candlelight was reflected on her face brightly or darkly, and her complexion was even more beautiful. Pei Zhao thought that he was probably in the magic barrier, because she was so close to him at this time, but he still missed her very much. Outside is ice and snow, but inside is a world of him and her. He remembered the sad snow day when he was a child, and he had a fiery heart, but the look of his mother poured him cold. At that time, it would have been nice to have her.