This Chinese New Year is not as quiet as the usual night, it is particularly lively, the sound of artillery is endless, and you can even hear children frolicking in the street.

I don't know how long it took before Gong Jiechen turned his head sideways and looked in the direction where the palace was located.

Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi have entered the palace for the New Year, and the atmosphere must still be happy now.

Thinking like this, the corners of Gong Juechen's mouth hooked up with an extremely sarcastic smile.

That man has so many sons' blood on his hands, shouldn't he be punished and die early, how do you think of this, and he can still enjoy his old age in peace?

Retracting his gaze, Gong Jiechen looked at the night sky quietly again, and after a long time, he whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Su Haoyu, anyway, you are older than me, even if I don't do it, you will die in front of me." ”

After a pause, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more sarcastic: "I want to see if you can really enjoy your old age." ”

Unlike Gong Jiechen's heart was full of resentment and he couldn't be completely happy in this New Year, Meng Zhuqing was thinking about Tuoba Yao.

Their father and wife took their four children into the palace for the New Year, and it was impossible for Tuoba Yao, the county lord, to celebrate the New Year with the people of Prince Yi's mansion, obviously, Tuoba Yao was alone for the New Year.

And he wants to be by her side.

Let her no longer be alone.

Let her no longer be alone.

After having a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at the General's Mansion, and talking with his mother at home for a while, Meng Zhuqing casually found an excuse to go back to Prince Yi's Mansion.

After hesitating for a moment, he still went to the courtyard where Tuoba Yao lived.

He didn't knock on the door, he didn't climb over the wall to get in, he just leaned against the wall of the courtyard where Tuoba Yao lived.

Just stay here.

It was already close to her, and he couldn't be too greedy.

In the courtyard, inside the house, Tuoba Yao was still eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner alone, not asking the maid to serve by her side, she was alone in the courtyard at the moment.

The dishes on the table were not eaten much, and the food was cold, but she still sat at the table and ate a bite from time to time.

There are red lanterns hanging in the courtyard, and the candlelight in the lanterns is swaying, which is extremely festive, but the cold moon outside the house and the person in the house seem to be extremely lonely in the courtyard and this person.

Tuoba Yao didn't know that there was someone outside, and she was still leaning against the wall of the courtyard where she lived, she was just getting colder and colder by her cold atmosphere, and she couldn't help but put down her chopsticks and wanted to pick up the wine jug and pour herself wine.

Last time she drank too much, her stomach is still a little uncomfortable, and she didn't plan to drink, but now, she doesn't want to care about it, and wants to drink again.

However, when she stretched out her hand to the wine jug, sporadic fragments appeared in her mind, and in the clips, it was her and Meng Zhuqing.

"Would you like to have a drink together?" She asked.

"County Lord, you can't drink anymore." He said.

Smack.

It was she who crushed the glass.

"If you're angry, if you're sad, you can hit the last general, you can throw things, why hurt yourself so much?" He grabbed her injured hand and questioned her.

She grabbed him who was about to find someone to treat her wounds, and said in a low voice, "Who told you not to drink with me?" ”

At this point, the memory came to an abrupt end.

Although he only remembered this, it was enough to shock Tuoba Yao. She thought that her hand was injured by herself, but she didn't expect that she would harm herself so much because Meng Zhuqing didn't drink with her.

Retracting the right hand stretched out towards the wine jug, the wound in the hand was not completely healed, but it had already scabbed, Tuoba Yao quietly looked at the scabbed wound in the palm of her hand, and only after a long sound did she put down her hand.