The galaxy is like a waterfall, Xiao Qingjue slowly filled the tea again, a smile flew out of the corner of his lips, listening to the low singing in the cool moonlit night in the distance, forgetting to pass by a few people's houses, turning over a few landscapes, walking and stopping, and finally returned to the imperial capital.

A pair of bony hands lifted the curtain, Xiao Qingyu poked out a tightly wrapped head in the cold wind, looked at Su Gongzi lightly, lowered his eyebrows and thoughts, slowly stepped out of the carriage, blinked his eyes, and watched Su Zhan walk unhurriedly into the depths of the wind and snow without saying a word.

The sound of the horsewhip raised, Xiao Qingjue hurriedly drove the carriage to catch up, and asked a little melancholy in the light clouds and moon. "Will you ever come back?"

Su Gongzi stood in the wind like that, his eyes were sad or joyless, and he said something paradoxically. "Perhaps."

Xiao Qingjue thought for a moment, jumped out of the carriage without hesitation, caught up with Su Gongzi's pace with a smile, rubbed his hands, and chattered in Su Zhan's ear, opened his mouth, and the cold air came out of smoke.

Even on a sparsely populated cold night, two people with excellent appearances walked side by side in the wind and snow, which attracted the hurried people to stop and watch, whispering which son and brother it was.

Then the figure faded away from everyone's eyes, and the sound of conversation faded away.

At that time, Xiao Qingjue ignored his surprised eyes, quickly followed Su Gongzi, tilted his head, and asked curiously. "Hey, I've been wondering, where do you usually stay?" Looking at the good-looking side face, he guessed. "Is it the same as the shadows?"

"Sufu." Su Gongzi glanced at Xiao Qingyu meanly, and told her nakedly that you think too much.

"Then why do I usually call you to show up so quickly?"

Su Zhan slowly took out a piccolo in his arms, and carefully examined Xiao Qingjue in the swaying of the scattered light on the lantern hanging in front of the passing house. "When you play the flute, it vibrates."

"And how did you position me? It's too far, how did you get here? Xiao Qingyu was still puzzled.

"Well...... this" Su Zhan glanced at Xiao Qingyu casually, and suddenly closed his mouth.

Xiao Qingjue looked at Su Zhan with a sad face, his eyes were full of aggressiveness, and he asked hesitantly. "Could it be that there is a secret passage in the palace, or a house very close to the palace?"

"Informant." Su Zhan sighed helplessly, looked at Xiao Qingjue's hair next to him, and put his eyes away.

When Xiao Qingyu heard this, he felt a little unbelieving in his heart, but he didn't say anything anymore and skipped it.

"And how did you find me in captivity that day?" Xiao Qingjue looked at the person who was close at hand, smiling and smiling, counting the distance between himself and him with low eyebrows, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"I guess." Su Gongzi didn't blink his eyes, and continued to walk straight forward.

Xiao Qingyu quickly became uninterested in this topic, and continued to ask idly. "Why are you called Su Gongzi, is your character really called Gongzi?"

Su Zhan's face was ugly for a moment, half loud, noncommittal, twisted his neck and saw Xiao Qingjue's eyes staring intently at his own face, and then saw that she had found a new continent and laughed with her stomach in her hands.

Xiao Qingjue's throat was just right, and when he smiled and laughed, his voice became even hoarse, as quacky as the cry of a yellow duck.

"Don't talk, take care of your injuries." Su Zhan sped up his steps, leaving Xiao Qingjue, who was holding his stomach and smiling step by step, behind him, and Su Gongzi's kind persuasion came in the wind.

"Alas, you wait for me!" The corners of Xiao Qingjue's mouth raised slightly, and he followed briskly.

When Su Zhan sent Xiao Qingyu to the palace gate, he simply turned around and left. The long back in the moonlight left her with a melancholy sigh behind her back.

"See the color of the flowers, laugh at the east wind ......"

Xiao Qingyu touched his face, and his mind turned a thousand times.

Water Heavenly Palace

Zheng Guifei was quiet in the falling light in the room, the charm of the figure still standing like a statue, under the red note, the pen and ink of the plain hand Qianqian paused for a long time, contemplated carefully, and even heard when Xiao Qingjue came back when he stepped on the footsteps heavily.

Xiao Qingjue saw that the candle flame was half lit, and he took a step forward with his eyebrows and shouted sullenly, "Mother." ”

When Concubine Zheng heard the call, she exhaled faintly, took her hand back, put down her pen leisurely, and raised her eyes to look at Xiao Qingjue, her eyes were complicated. After a long time, he folded the handwriting under the red note properly, slowly lowered his eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "The emperor's eldest son's side concubine is pregnant." ”

"I thought you should sympathize with me for the fatigue of the journey and the dangers of the journey." Xiao Qingjue looked at Concubine Zheng with a slight grievance in her eyes, but she was recalling what Concubine Zheng said in her heart.

"Heh, isn't your letter delicate enough?" Concubine Zheng paused, "Everyone has seen it, do you suspect that my eyes are not good?" Why bother to ask again. ”

Xiao Qingjue deeply suspected that the concubine's understanding was a little biased, and after a short silence, Xiao Qingjue quickly picked up the words. "Well, I'm pregnant."

"Can't you have a sense of crisis?" Concubine Zheng paced and said coldly.

Future generations will never be able to kill, and anyone who is related to the blood can be helped up to be the emperor and a puppet.

Forget it, those who are not related to each other must also be guarded against, such as rebellious ministers and thieves.

People are just a side concubine who is pregnant, is there anything to make a fuss about.

"But it doesn't matter to the people, the potential tumors of the emperor's uncle's vein are still unclear." Xiao Qingjue's eyes were sharp, and he gradually showed his edge.

"......What if," Concubine Zheng sighed lowly. Your father called you into battle...... Thou shalt not bear a son. ”

Xiao Qingjue frowned and thought about it over and over again, is it so long-term.

"Then it's never too late to do it again." Xiao Qingjue flicked his fingers and asked cautiously tentatively, "Did the queen mother hear any rumors?" ”

Xiao Qingyu has been indoctrinated since he was a child, and he takes it as his responsibility to become an emperor.

How many stones, thorns, rolling thunder and wind and snow are on this road, it has long been known.

"I'm afraid you're all going to have to line up to go to war." Concubine Zheng held her head, frowned, and her words fell loudly. "In this Northern Expedition in early spring, your father will bring the eldest son of the emperor who took the initiative to invite Ying and the seventh prince who was recommended to go up."

Xiao Qingjue opened his forehead, looked at his shadow in a daze, and then asked with concern. "What about me?"

"I heard that I was waiting to be dispatched." Zheng Guifei said.

"Oh." Xiao Qingjue replied indifferently.

Zheng Guifei's eyes hating iron and steel just fell, and then she thought of something again, and brought pity.

After seeing the concubine leave, Xiao Qingjue stood on the jade steps with a lantern, hid his mind deeply, looked at the simple night with heavy eyes, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth in an instant, sarcastically wanting to see the rain of swords, guns and swords on the snow-covered land.