"Brother."

"Who's back?"

That night, the snowflakes were still falling from the sky, and Lian Qingwan wore a snow-green cloak and came to Lian Qingjue's bedroom.

"Liu Tinglan is here today, do you know?"

Seeing Lian Qingjue walk to the table and pour a cup of hot tea in her hand, Lian Qingjue put away the half-written codex.

"Got it, Uncle Park, he told me."

Lian Qingwan sat on a chair and took a sip of hot tea.

"Why is he so anxious? I said I'll wait for you ......."

"Ahh

Lian Qingjue knew what Lian Qingwan was going to say, so he interrupted her with a loud voice.

"I asked him to propose."

"Huh? Why? ”

Lian Qingwan looked at her brother in surprise.

"When the spring comes, the Yu Kingdom and the Bo Yan Kingdom are afraid that there will be a war, and this Qiluo City will not be clean for a long time."

Lian Qingjue stared at the flames of the candles on the table and said, "So I asked Liu Tinglan to find an auspicious day to marry you before the year, and then he will take you to a safe place to avoid this battle." ”

"Really?" Lian Qingwan's eyes widened, but then she realized something, "You asked Liu Tinglan to take me away, what about you?" ”

"I have plans with Caizhi, and I will go over to make peace with you in a short time."

Lian Qingjue looked at Lian Qingwan's obviously disbelieving look, and couldn't help but be helpless.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Caizhi, you should know, he never lies."

"Hmm."

Although she was a little shocked by her brother's words, even Qingwan knew that her brother had always been thoughtful in major matters, and she also knew that Brother Gu's temperament was a matter of her brother's safety, and he would not let her brother mess around.

"But why do you have to let me go? My kung fu is no worse than Fan Yao, and if I am here, I can help to some extent. ”

"Ah Wan, you are my only sister, I will not let you get into danger." Lian Qingjue took a sip of the still warm tea on the table, and said, "I'm already a person in the bureau, and it's hard to get out for a while, but you're different." ”

"But ......"

"I'm tired, Ah Wan, go and rest, is it possible that you don't believe my brother?"

Knowing what her sister was going to say, Lian Qingjue got up and interrupted her unfinished words again.

"Okay then."

Although she knew that her brother was very measured, Lian Qingwen was still full of worries, but when she saw that there was indeed a trace of tiredness on her brother's face, she had to get up and walk to the side of the bed to spread the quilt, and then slowly walked out.

……

"Lord Lian stays, Lord Lian, the emperor invites you to go to the Imperial Garden."

After the morning of the second day, Lian Qingjue and Gu Caizhi had already walked to the gate of the palace, intending to get into the carriage and go back to their respective mansions, but suddenly saw Cao Fuxi running over panting.

"The emperor is looking for me?"

Silently glancing at Gu Caizhi, Lian Qingjue shook his head slightly, and then walked towards the palace.

"My lord, aren't you going with Lord Lian?"

Seeing his own adults watching with a worried face as Lord Lian gradually walked into the palace gate, Gu Huaigu, who was standing next to the carriage, was a little puzzled.

"No, go home."

Gu Caizhi retracted his gaze, picked up his clothes and got into the carriage.

Now is a sensitive and eventful time, I am afraid that Cai Yong's gang will not only collude with Bo Yanguo, but also want to find some mistakes to attack Ah Jue first, he has no henchmen in the court, and he has no backing, if he knows the relationship between us and threatens Ah Jue with himself, it will not be good, so from this moment on, it is better to be estranged from Ah Jue when he is outside.

……

"The ministers see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Although the snow has stopped today, there are still gusts of cold wind swirling from time to time. Following Cao Fuxi to the Imperial Garden, Lian Qingjue tightened the cloak on his neckline and walked behind Feng Yusheng, who was facing away from him and didn't know what he was looking at.

"Lian Qing, you're here."

Feng Yusheng didn't look back, just paused for a moment, as if thinking about something.

"I don't know what the emperor is looking for his ministers to do?"

Because of Qin Sumu's medicinal diet, although even Qing Jue's cold disease did not recur after winter, he couldn't stand the cold outside, he tightened the cloak on his body again, and stared at the bright yellow figure in front of him.

"Qingjue, in order to save me, you have not been in good health since you were a child, but back then, for the sake of the country, I asked you to be in charge of the Duxing Division, in the past three years, you have worked hard, and you have resentment against me in your heart?"

"The minister doesn't dare, the emperor is serious."

Lian Qingjue's heart froze, but he wondered why the emperor suddenly mentioned this matter.

"Qingjue, you and I have known each other since childhood, and I have always trusted your intentions, so you shouldn't let me down, right?"

Feng Yusheng suddenly turned to look at Lian Qingjue, Lian Qingjue hurriedly lowered his head, but did not ignore the suspicion that flashed in his eyes.

"The minister will not disappoint the emperor."

Feeling the increasingly chilly surroundings, Lian Qingjue couldn't help but shudder.

"Hmm. It's cold, Lian Qing should go back early. ”

"Yes."

Feng Yusheng turned his back again and raised his head to look into the distance, Lian Qingjue saluted him, and then dragged his somewhat stiff body to leave, but he never thought that his legs were unconscious due to the cold, and as soon as he moved, he almost fell to the ground.

"Even adults be careful."

The gentle voice sounded in his ears, and Lian Qingjue felt the faint warmth coming from his arm, looked up at Wen Xianchu, who was dressed in a blue cotton coat, and looked at him with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Win."

Lian Qingjue stood up straight on Wen Xianchu's arm and straightened the somewhat messy cloak on his shoulders.

"Even Lord Lian is polite."

Wen Xianchu smiled slightly, then let go of his hand and walked to Feng Yusheng's side.

"Xian Chu, you're here."

Hearing the voice of the visitor, Feng Yusheng turned around happily, his voice was full of pleasure, which was completely different from the indifference to Lian Qingjue just now. But Lian Qingjue seemed to ignore this, he sighed softly, and then dragged his heavy legs and slowly walked out of the imperial garden.