With a deep pain in his eyes, Yan Huo stared at the man in a daze.

The man squirmed his lips, and his shy smile was like a daisy blooming stubbornly in the cool spring breeze.

"Why are you here?" He straightened his white-washed and tattered clothes, embarrassed but generous. His body was thin and long, his cheeks were sunken and pale with blood, and his exposed skin was frozen and purple.

“…… Today's palace feast. ”

The man was stunned, and suddenly realized, "It turns out that Chinese New Year's Eve has arrived, no wonder the palace has been so lively recently." ”

The two compartments look at each other, and there is only a small road separated by them, like a moat, which is difficult to cross.

The man scratched his cheek, "I should go back." ”

The road was slippery after the snow, his body was weak, and he was beaten by the eunuch, just walked two steps, his feet staggered, and he narrowly stabilized his body, but the box that was regarded as a treasure fell to the ground, and two steamed buns with a trace of heat rolled out, and were quickly soaked in the snow.

The man was stunned, glanced at Yan Huo in fear, and just wanted to pick it up, one foot stepped on the steamed bun, and the round steamed bun was instantly flattened. He looked at it in a daze, his eyes soaked with sourness, pity and helplessness.

Yan Hui dragged him up, his eyes burning with cold anger. "Murong Pei! That's what you say about living a good life! In order to avoid suspicion, he did not send anyone to serve them, but only let the eyeliner in the palace take care of them as much as possible. The letters he sent every month, in every hundred words, said that they were doing well. If it weren't for the chance that he was beaten up for two steamed buns today, how long would he have to hide it?!

Murong Pei tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his voice was like a spring breeze to soothe. "Don't be angry, I'm fine, aren't I?"

"Nothing? So what counts as something? Yan Hui's voice was so cold that he could almost squeeze out the ice water.

"At least it's a lot better than it used to be."

Seeing that he was silent, Murong Pei sighed, squatted down to pick up the surviving steamed buns, and put them in the box. It's a pity, I finally got it, and said indifferently: "The mother concubine is still waiting for me, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely go to see you." ”

Before leaving, he smiled at Xun Yu and bowed his head.

Murong's departure seemed to take away all Yan Hui's anger. He stood there without anger or displeasure, and after a long silence, he turned around, "Go back." ”

Xun language: "......"

After returning home, Yan Hui, who was about to close the door, looked at Xun Yu who seemed to follow him with the little tail, "Is there something wrong?" Your bedroom is over there. He pointed to the side courtyard.

"What did you promise me?"

Yan Huo was stunned, "It's in preparation, if Miss Xun is in a hurry, I'll call someone to send it over tomorrow." ”

"Who is he?"

The topic jumped too fast, Yan Huo was stunned, looked at the woman shrouded in shadows, tilted her head slightly, her expression was light, and she didn't seem to understand what this question meant.

"Do you know what this question represents?"

Xun Yu thought for a moment and nodded, "I probably understand." ”

She knew that if she spoke, she would inevitably get involved in their fight. Although he is not afraid, he feels troublesome. The best thing to do is to leave. It's just that...... Xun Yu didn't quite understand why he did this, and since he didn't want to leave for the time being, he found a reason to stay that could convince him.

Yan Huo was silent for a moment and turned sideways, "Come in." ”

The bedrooms are simply furnished, clean and dust-free but unpopular, as if no one has ever lived in them.

Yan Huo poured a cup of herbal tea, took a sip, stared at the teacup, and said, "He is Murong Pei, the ninth son of the emperor, and his biological mother Concubine and my mother are close friends. The concubine was angry with the holy face for some reason and was confined to the cold palace. Murong Pei was filial by nature and invited himself to accompany him in the cold palace. ”

Yan Hui looked back, "In the palace, what the status and situation are depends on whether you are favored by Your Majesty. So their mother and son, anyone can be humiliated and bullied. ”

"Oh." Xun is indifferent, the weak eat the strong, the law of heaven.

"Fourteen years ago, the emperor's eldest son Murong Cuo committed a big crime, the queen was killed by the pond fish, and six years later, Concubine Yue and Concubine Yu joined forces to frame her, and completely fell out of favor. Now in the harem, Concubine Yue is favored and in charge of the phoenix seal, and the concubines seem to respect her. ”