After the crowd was driven away, Yu Zhiyan looked at the flowers in his arms, and said with jealousy, "The suave young master Gu is really familiar with these. ”

Dong Lang saw that her hands were also stuffed with things, and couldn't help but laugh back: "You are also the one who attracts bees and butterflies, we are equal, and no one can laugh at anyone." ”

The two of them couldn't help but smile at each other, and in the heavy snow, Yu Zhiyan followed his footsteps and walked slowly.

With the constant sound of firecrackers, they stepped on a foot of snow and walked slowly.

In a trance, a middle-aged man walking in front of them fell into the snow with a thud and did not move for a long time.

The guard took up the whip and walked over, and when he went up, he threw two whips without mercy, but the man who was almost buried in the snow did not react for a long time.

The guard turned him over, took a closer look, and scolded, "Another tuberculosis died, it's really bad luck." ”

They had only been walking for more than ten days, and half of them had already died. Because they are all sinful people, even if they are sick, no one will find a doctor, but they will fend for themselves.

Soon the captain in charge of the escort came over, and only ordered two guards to pull the man outside the city and bury him.

Now that the snow has closed the mountain, even the ground has been frozen, where is it buried, I am afraid that I will find a place where no one is and throw it away.

Because he has seen a lot of such scenes, Yu Zhiyan's heart has become numb.

Dong Lang saw that her face was gloomy, so he packed up the flowers he came from just now one by one and slowly handed them to her.

Yu Zhiyan took it with a smile, and turned his head with a faint smile. A cool breath choked in her throat, and she coughed violently.

Seeing that she was coughing badly, Dong Lang stopped and helped her pat her back. At that moment, a streak of bright red blood spat out of her mouth and landed on the white snow.

Dong Lang's hand suddenly froze on her back, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

In the palace, even on Chinese New Year's Eve, there is not the slightest festivities.

Gu Yinglian took off the fat powder hairpin ring, spread her long hair, and stood in front of the door to look at the fireworks burning in the homes of the people outside the palace, and the lively sound seemed to be transmitted to the deep palace through the red bricks and green tiles.

In a trance, Feng Huang didn't know when he appeared behind her, and reached out to see him in his arms, "It's just a flash in the pan, and looking at it is just to add sadness." ”

She shook her head slowly, "I didn't like these mundane things, but these are really Donglang's favorite, in the past, in the Chengguo Mansion, every year my father used a merchant ship to purchase fireworks from Jiangnan and came back, just for him to have fun." ”

There was a trace of coldness in Feng Huang's eyes, even if Gu Jue had committed such a big crime, he still regarded him as a close relative.

"He has been arrogant and arrogant since he was a child, and he has gone to such a place to suffer, but he is afraid that it will be more cruel than killing him." Gu Yinglian's eyes were full of regret.

There was a hint of complexity in his eyes, and he said lightly: "You left his life and the ministers are also very dissatisfied, and the ministers in the court have all written to ask for orders, saying that you are protecting him." ”

At this moment, Wang Ken came in from outside, and then said respectfully: "The Queen Mother, the emperor has been crying, Xu has never seen the Queen Mother, and he is unhappy." ”

Gu Yinglian then took her eyes back from the window, and then said to Feng Huang: "You will also go out of the palace and return to the house in a while, tomorrow the ministers will enter the palace to ask the emperor for peace, if you hear any gossip, it will be bad after all." ”

Feng Huang let go of her, and only said lightly, "Weichen retreats." ”

The corridor in the palace is full of octagonal palace lamps, and the tassels that fall on it are messy by the wind, and the palace maids and eunuchs who come and go see Feng Huang and kneel down to say goodbye.

The silver fox cloak on his body seemed to be stained with a layer of frost in the wind, and it was too cold for people to look at.

Just as the corridor was turning, a palace maid suddenly came out of a low door, and she didn't expect someone to pass in front of her, and she suddenly ran head-on.

She ran very quickly, and she used a lot of force, Feng Huang was suddenly hit by her and took half a step back, and she also fell to the ground.

The palace maid was so frightened that she hurriedly raised her head, and when she saw Feng Huang, her face turned even pale, and she only knelt on the ground with a plop, "The slave maid asks His Royal Highness King Nanjing to say goodbye." ”

Feng Huang followed the light and faintly saw her face, there were a few faint slap marks on her cheeks, but her watery eyes looked like a person.

It was because of that little bit of resemblance that it made his heart bitter.

He reached out and pinched the palace maid's chin, slowly lifting her face, "What's your name?" ”

When the palace maid saw Feng Huang's face, she didn't feel afraid, and almost lost her soul and said her name, "The name of the slave's family is Lianyan, and the name of the grandmother in the palace was changed to Yan'er." ”

"Not only are the eyes similar, but even the names are so similar, but unfortunately the temperament is very different." Feng Huang's cold fingers withdrew from her cheeks, "What's wrong with your face?" ”

When Na Yan'er heard this, she immediately cried, "The slave maid was originally the palace maid in the Treasure Division, because the prince said that he wanted to send some old things from the Chengguo Mansion to be placed in the queen mother's bedroom, but who knew that she took the wrong thing." ”

Feng Huang saw that when she bumped into each other just now, the things that fell out of her body picked it up casually, only opened it to take a look, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

It turned out to be a portrait of Yu Zheyan, and there was Gu Jue's treasure seal on it, presumably this was the painting that Gu Jue drew after a glance.

The woman in the painting is standing under the marriage tree, holding the red silk in her hand, and wants to throw it up.

The Yu Zhiyan on this is smiling, and the eyebrows and eyes are innocent and romantic, with the youth and purity of a woman who has not been out of the cabinet.

It turned out that this palace maid had just entered the palace, and I didn't know who the woman in the painting was, but I just thought it was good-looking and picked it out, but I didn't expect it to cause a disaster.

Feng Huang's voice was hoarse, "What do they tell you to do with this thing?" ”

Yan'er wiped a handful of tears and cried: "Wang Ken's father-in-law only asked the slave and maid to take it back and burn it." ”

"Leave it to the king." Feng Huang slowly rolled up the painting, and then handed her the sweat towel on his body without waiting for her to agree.

"Now that you have such beautiful eyes, you can't cry anymore." After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, and his back looked so lonely on the long road.

Feng Huang just stepped out of the palace gate, but heard the bell in the palace being struck, and it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

At this time, the carriages of the ministers in the court had gradually stopped outside the palace gate, just waiting for the hour to enter the palace to greet the queen mother and the emperor.

Feng Huang returned to the mansion after a long time, and the little maid in the mansion had already fallen asleep, and the old man who guarded the door was also dozing.

He walked straight to Moshu's house, but saw the faint sound of a child crying inside.

When he opened the curtain and walked in, he saw that Mama was carrying Moshu around the room, coaxing softly, and the child blinked aggrievedly, but stopped crying.

When the grandmother saw Feng Huang coming in, she hurriedly said to Mo Shu: "Hurry up and give your father a New Year's greeting." ”

Mo Shu crooked his mouth, but he refused to say a word.

"This child is almost old again, and now he can't even say the word father, it seems that the slave maid wants to teach him well." Mama couldn't help but sigh, this kid didn't know why, he was very reluctant to get close to Feng Huang.

Feng Huang's eyes were complicated, his own flesh and blood refused to call himself, but called Gu Jue "Dad", which was really ironic.

He hung the painting in his hand on the wall, and Mo Shu, who was still red-eyed and wanted to cry, actually giggled, pointed to Yu Zhiyan's painting, and shouted, "Mother-"

The sound of firecrackers and fireworks from every household in Huaicheng became more and more, but Donglang didn't have the heart to appreciate it.

Because Yu Zhiyan fell ill, the soldiers who were guarding were also a little anxious, after all, some of them had taken the real money of the Fenghuang and wanted to take care of Yu Zhiyan along the way.

The lieutenant only invited a doctor from Huaicheng, and the doctor covered his mouth and shook his head after checking the pulse with a disgusted face.

"She's suffering from tuberculosis, and she can't be cured." The doctor shook his head slowly, "I think it's better to send her on the road as soon as possible, and suffer less guilt." ”

These people who are infected with tuberculosis are only like ants on the way to exile, and there is no way to live.

Hearing this, Gu Jue's face suddenly changed greatly, and his temper suddenly came up, regardless of it, he only stretched out his hand to lift the doctor up, "What nonsense are you talking about, see if I don't cut your tongue, see if you still talk nonsense." ”

The doctor was so frightened that he was already out of his body, but when he saw that his eyes were red and as fierce as a vicious god, he hurriedly asked the soldiers around him for help.

The soldier was afraid that he would kill someone, so several men came and pulled him. But his strength was too great for several people to pull him away, and the doctor turned pale with fright and coughed loudly.

Just when there was a lot of trouble, he saw Yu Zhiyan slowly open his eyes and shouted in pain, "Donglang." ”

The man, who was still manic like a beast, froze at once, put down the doctor, and hurried to her side.

Yu Zhiyan's voice was hoarse, and he coughed a few times weakly, "It's no good to keep me, if it infects you, I will die and live in peace, you only live well for me." ”

Dong Lang's eyes seemed to be wet, for fear that she would be sad when she saw it, so she only held back her tears, "Don't listen to this quack's nonsense, even if you carry it, I will also carry you to Lingnan." ”

His voice was full of affection, and everyone in the room was moved.

Even the anger on the face of the old man who was almost dying gradually dissipated, and he only said stupidly: "Fortunately, the girl's illness is not too serious, and it is inconvenient to boil medicine when you walk, I only prescribe some pills, and eat some every day when I have a bad cough, and the rest will be dead." ”

Hearing this, Gu Jue turned around and knelt on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed heavily, "If the old gentleman can cure my lady's illness, he will definitely make you a cow and a horse in the future." ”

The old doctor didn't know Gu Jue, but the guards did. What kind of character is he, that is, a person who can't blink on the neck of the knife holder, but he didn't expect to kneel down for a doctor for a woman today.

Yu Zhiyan's tears rolled down, it turned out that Donglang was so stupid.

Because Yu Zheyan had to be taken care of, the two of them were placed in a fairly clean room, and the captain even sent a charcoal basin over.

Yu Zhiyan didn't want to sleep with him because he was afraid that the tuberculosis on his body would be passed on to him, but he couldn't resist his temperament, and Donglang still slept next to her.

This may be the most difficult Chinese New Year's Eve in Dong Lang's life, and he does not dare to sleep, for fear that she will cough up and vomit blood.

Until the second half of the night, he was so tired, but he still fell asleep in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that her face was pale and her body was as cold as a piece of ice.

For a moment, his heart was like ashes, and his hands almost trembled to reach into her nose, but Yu Zhiyan's long eyelashes moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

She forced out a smile, and her voice was faint, "I was going to tease you, but Lord Yama won't accept me today." ”

Dong Lang's heart seemed to be churning in the oil pot several times just now, and seeing her motionless like that, he even had the idea of dying, but he didn't want to be teased by her.

But no matter how angry she is, she can't be angry with her, a seriously ill person.

However, her illness was worse than he had imagined, and she was so weak that she had no strength to walk.

Gu Jue only wrapped her tightly with the quilt, and then found a hemp rope to tie her tightly behind her back, and wanted to carry her to Lingnan.

After a blizzard last night, the snow had covered their knees, but even worse was that they had to cross two mountains.

It is very laborious for normal people to walk this mountain road, not to mention that they have to carry a person on their backs.

Dong Lang's iron body couldn't stand this, and his steps were slower than others, and he only followed the team from a distance.

When the soldiers who were in charge of them saw that he was such an infatuated man, they also admired him, and did not embarrass them, but let them follow them at a distance, and when they were too far away, they rested a little, and waited for them.

Yu Zhiyan's arms tightly wrapped around his neck, and the cold gradually poured into her weak body, and bursts of sleepiness gradually attacked.

Gu Jue knew that she couldn't sleep, and if she did, she would never wake up again, so she just kept talking to her.

Yu Zhiyan pressed his face tightly against his back, and said slowly: "I saw that the fireworks were extremely beautiful yesterday, and I remember that you used to like these Laoshzi very much." ”

Dong Lang smiled, "The fireworks I set off are hundreds of times better than those, they are all purchased by my father from Jiangnan, and they are all for the royal family, you will like it when you see it." ”

She smiled faintly, "I've seen it, when you just entered the Chengguo Mansion, you were setting off fireworks for your concubine in the garden, and at that time you thought there was something happy in the mansion." ”

She just mentioned it casually, and he thought that she was jealous, so he couldn't help but blush, and said a little awkwardly: "At that time, I was young and romantic, so I didn't mention it." ”

"People are not romantic, but there are forgivable circumstances." Yu Zhiyan's voice became weaker and weaker, "You can sing me a tune." ”

Gu Jue's feet slipped and almost fell, "How can a man who stands up to the sky and the earth do such a thing." ”

"No one here hears it, didn't the girls sing a little song when you used to go to the land of fireworks to be merry?" She coughed heartbreakingly again.

Gu Jue hurriedly took out the medicine box from his body, took out a pill and handed it to her, asking her to eat it as soon as possible.

For fear that she would choke, he only turned a handful of snow water with his hand, stretched it on his shoulder, and asked her to drink it with his backhand.