After finishing the meal, Zhao Zheng got up and left the dining hall.

An Yiru also got up busily, intending to follow.

"This king wants to walk alone." Zhao Zheng heard the movement and turned his head sideways.

Zhao Zheng has always been cold, whether it is his expression or voice, it carries the chill of a thousand-year-old glacier. He never spoke in a loud voice, but no one dared to disobey him.

An Yiru stood still and watched Zhao Zheng's figure disappear into the night. This man, even if she has been respectful to her for so many years, she still knows that he is far away from her.

Their hearts have never collided. If you can, who doesn't want to be a concubine and respect each other? It's just nice to say, but in fact, I just don't like it enough.

An Yiru sighed slightly.

Hexi looked at it coldly from the side, and sneered in her heart, she laughed at An Yi as if she was too stupid, a woman who married into the royal family, is she still delusional about love?

Hexi already knew that she could marry Zhao Zheng because of her good skin, so she only needed to take good care of this skin and get a few more years of care. As for sincerity, she refuses to hand it over, so that one day when her face withers and she is left out in the cold, she will not be too desolate.

"My sister also stepped back and went to see Tilt, otherwise it would be difficult to stay up for this long night." Hexi walked to An Yiru's side, bent his knees, and walked away.

What about the county lord? It's better to have than nothing.

An Yiru's hand secretly worked the handkerchief, but his face was still full of light smiles, and he said to the maidservant on the side: "Zhicui, help me go outside, our capital has not seen such a big snow for many years, and it is the first snow of this year, so I can't live up to it no matter what." ”

Yes, sir. The servant girl who was called Zhicui bowed her knees.

Outside the house, the heavy snow was still showing signs of non-stop, An Yiru lowered his head, identified Zhao Zheng's footprints on the snow, and followed step by step.

After following for a short distance, the footsteps were chaotic, and An Yiru stopped, staring blankly at the bright sky and the ground, silent.

"Zhicui, where do you think the seventh master will go to sleep today?" After a while, An Yiru asked.

"The mind of the seventh prince, how can the slave and maid know?" Zhicui on the side replied in fear.

An Yiru smiled sadly, "Go back, look at the heavy snow today, the seventh master must be thinking about the old things again, I'm afraid I can't wait for any room." ”

About Zhao Zheng, everyone in the capital knows, in the winter of the year when he was 19 years old, it was also after a heavy snowfall, he took Yue Xi, the second lady of the Shangshu Yue Ganshi family of the Ministry of War, to hunt, but unexpectedly made a mistake during hunting, and Zhao Zheng shot Yue Xi with an arrow.

That Yuexi, who was originally the person on the tip of Zhao Zheng's heart, the two were married, and they were going to get married in the spring of the next year, no one expected that such a change would occur.

At one time, Zhao Zheng closed the door to thank guests, and he didn't even see Shang Shuyue of the Ministry of War. Depressed for a long time.

The only visitor he saw was the monk Huineng. Buddhism can benefit all sentient beings, and naturally it can also cross Zhao Qiye.

Although Hui Neng's age is not very old, but he entered the temple very early, and his seniority is very high, his master Master Yunkong, who was a Buddhist lecturer used by the emperor back then, entered the palace from time to time to discuss Buddhism with the emperor, and was courteous. Yunyou Temple is also famous all over the world, and the incense is prosperous.

However, after the death of the first emperor, the new emperor Zhao Guang did not like Buddhism, Taoism prevailed, and Yunyou Temple gradually became deserted.

For Huineng, the subordinates in the Kangping Palace's mansion know a little more, that Huineng's facial features are cold, his body is thin, and he walks lightly and almost silently, even in the face of Zhao Zheng, his expression is also extremely indifferent, and he is truly pure.

Three years later, the Queen Mother saw that Zhao Qiye was getting older, so she urged the emperor to show him a marriage.

The emperor decreed the marriage.

But the daughter of the family who was married was not very satisfied, she was the daughter of a secretary in Chongwenyuan, and the secretary was just an official who took care of the books for the royal family, and the queen mother thought that this identity was not worthy of the dignity of Zhao Qiye, so she remembered that An Yiru, the youngest daughter of Prime Minister Zuo An Pei's family, was not only the same age, but also gentle and beautiful.

"Let's match this girl with Zheng'er." The Queen Mother decided on this marriage in one sentence.

These are the things of the past ten years ago!

Ten years, I could have forgotten many past events in the world, however, An Yiru knew that Zhao Qiye's heart had never let go of Yue Xi, and every time it snowed heavily, Zhao Qiye was extremely silent, that was because he was missing Yue Xi.

She is a charming living person who can't compare to a long-lost soul, and the way back to the dormitory, Anyi is like a loss. Step by step.

"Princess, you're back." Gui's mother in the dormitory saw An Yiru, and while bending her knees to greet An Yiru, she helped An Yiru take off her cloak and shake off the snow on it.

Gui's mother is An Yiru's marrying mother, and she watched An Yiru grow up when she was a child, and she is An Yiru's confidant.

"I just heard Ah Fu say that there was a beggar outside the gate of the mansion who froze, and the seventh master went out to see." Gui's mother said again.

An Yiru raised her eyes at this time, "A beggar, is also worth seeing in person by the Seventh Master?" ”

In this capital, there are more beggars who freeze to death and starve to death every day, and not every Zhao Zheng has gone to ask.

"It's the kindness of the seventh master, and it's also the creation of the beggar, isn't this just fainting at the gate of the palace." Gui's mother smiled and responded.

An Yiru didn't say anything anymore, a beggar is just a beggar, just to give some food and clothing, no matter how big the creation is, can he still stay in the palace?

I can't help but think abruptly, a beggar can still make the seventh master pity and compassionate, but she, the seventh princess, can't get the seventh master to look at it squarely, it's really a sarcasm.