Qinghe Palace, the snow beaver hugged the newborn little prince with a smile on his face, he never liked the color of the emperor in the dragon robe, often wore a plain snow robe and lived indifferently, standing under the bright lamp holding a baby at the moment, that temperament was much warmer than before.

King Qinghe didn't expect that he would leave the palace overnight when he heard the news, and said: "How can the young son be so attentive to the emperor, it's late at night, you really shouldn't ...... the emperor"

Xueqi waved his hand, patted Xiao Shizi's swaddling clothes and said: "I am the king of a country, and the whole world is my territory, where do you want to go, who has the right to put a beak?" But the emperor's uncle can name the emperor's brother? ”

King Qinghe smiled and said no, he was at this time when the snow beaver stepped into the door, the snow beaver looked at him and smiled: "Then why don't I give the imperial brother a name, Uncle Huang, Liaoyuan, what do you think?" ”

"Burning the plain?" King Qinghe frowned slightly and looked at him.

"Yes, this is the table I gave to the general manager of Lian." The snow beaver didn't seem to see the gaze of King Qinghe, and walked to the window with Xiao Shizi in his arms, "Xiao looks at the spring pond water, and leans on the bright moon and breeze at night...... Let's call him Leaning on the Wind! What do you think? ”

King Qinghe turned stunned and smiled, and thanked his son.

He didn't speak, but muttered silently to his lips, looking at the crumpled little baby and smiling unconsciously.

When he returned to the palace, it was already dark, and the beaver was in a good mood, and he kept talking and laughing with him along the way.

Walking to the front of the Longzhang Palace, the guards guarding the door came to greet him with a panicked face, his complexion was cold, and he felt that the mood of the snow beaver had also changed at this time, and the two entered the palace gate one after the other.

Gao Xianzi half leaned on the back of the chair, her bewitching eyebrows and eyes were slightly fascinated, and her calm and relaxed spirit revealed a lazy and charming attitude, she helped the eight treasures gilt rings and nine phoenix hairpins on her towering bun, and said casually: "Emperor, King Qinghe is your uncle in law, but in the end, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, why do you go out of the palace late at night to take care of each other?" Wouldn't it be a loss of decency to spread it? ”

Xueqi sat down and looked at the moonlight outside the window, and said in a voice without ups and downs: "The first emperor withered under his knees, leaving only his sons, and he was happy to have a hand and a brother today." What is a mere son? If you really want to talk about bloodline identity in the Yuan clan, Yifeng is only afraid that it is more noble than Erchen! ”

"You ......" Gao Xianzi changed her face when she heard this, she glared angrily at this son who was drifting away from him, she worked hard to help him get on the throne, in order to prevent their mother and son from being subservient to the Yuan clan who was extremely inferior and pathological, but he disdained the identity she fought for him, so good, she really gave birth to a good son!

"The Queen Mother is angry!" Before Gao Xianzi got angry, he stood up, "The emperor has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will often feel bored, and he always wants to go out for a walk, and today coincides with the birth of the son, so the minister asked the emperor to go up, but the minister was not thoughtful, and asked the queen mother to forgive him!" ”

Gao Xianzi sighed, "You have always done things properly, and in the past few years, you have not helped the mourning family and the emperor to succeed, with you by his side, the mourning family is very relieved." In the future, you can be more admonished, and you can't let him do everything by his temperament! ”

She patted him on the shoulder, and two petals of cherry red were accidentally revealed on his neck, he sank his eyes, Gao Xianzi was about to say a few more words to the snow beaver, but the snow fox turned his face sideways, and flicked off his sleeves as if he hated her touch, her face instantly became even more difficult to see, and she threw off her sleeves and left the Long Zhang Palace.

"Liaoyuan, why, why am I trapped in this deep palace? Why did you come in? ”

When he left the palace, he heard the snow beaver choking behind his back, and he didn't look back and smiled lightly, "Maybe the minister is destined to be trapped here with the emperor!" ”

Between the pine and bamboo, the idle clouds are closed; Leaning under the green forest, the petals are stained.

He always knew that this was the life that Snow Beaver had been pursuing.

And what about him?

What is he after?

It used to be his responsibility to have the whole world, and the deep hatred of the sea of blood is now his shackles.

From birth to the present, he has never had the opportunity to freely choose what kind of life he should live.

The destiny of heaven is the same, but the self-inflicted of man is different...... He used to agree with this sentence with great conceit, but now he only thinks it is ridiculous.

How can human life be the same?

How can you make involuntary choices under different circumstances?

This besieged city that has never seen the light of day will eventually trap them for the rest of their lives, so he is desperate to destroy it, and perhaps only on that day will he and the beaver be free.

At that time, seeing the lonely sail and seeing the return of Hong, the snow fox can live the free life he wants, and he can also take Xiaoyu to live their own life.

However, the beaver did not wait for that day after all.

When Gao Xianzi sent him to Jiangbei to supervise the construction of the river, he had already seen that she wanted to take him away, he thought that everything was under his control, but he miscalculated people's hearts.

In other words, some hearts are not called human hearts!

"Liaoyuan, you go, I'm waiting for you in Shangjing, and when you come back, my illness will almost be cured, and then we will talk about it again...... In fact, I know everything......"

For many years of the rest of his life, he remembered the crystal teardrops that flowed from the peculiar eyes of the snow beaver that night, and remembered that he stopped talking that night.

When he understood his eyes and understood the white plum and snow in the garden, he deeply understood his hard work, and when he rushed back to Beijing, he only heard the death bell that rang all over the country.

He was still so clean, so plain, and lay there as if he were asleep.

Such as the proud snow white plum, when it blooms like snow, when it is grateful, it is like snow, the fragrance is not in the stamen, the fragrance is not in the calyx, and the bones are fragrant.

"You insist on giving up the red plum and giving me a garden of white plums, you want me to be pure and pure, not to be a ghost, I understand your painstaking efforts, but why can't you wait for me to come back earlier? Or do you not just want me to look at that white plum tree to purify my heart, but also want me to miss you for this...... Snow Beaver, did you already know that you might not see me for the last time? Do you know that this makes me even more unable to let go? ”

"You have already guessed who I am, or you have already recognized who I am when the leaves are falling in the late autumn of that year, you left me by your side to protect me, and you called me the name Liaoyuan because you had already guessed my purpose...... You're still so smart and so discerning, but I've been hiding from you and hiding my original intentions...... It's not that I don't believe in you, it's not that I hate you, I'm really afraid that I will let my already hardened heart soften because I can't hide my feelings for you...... In order to be worthy of those who have died, so my brother can only choose to be sorry for you, go well, and those who hurt you, I will make them pay for it with blood! ”

It was the first time he cried after a snowy night in the eighth year of Wu Yuan.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs.

Before the rebel army of the five kings broke through the palace, he walked towards Yongle Palace with a pot of wine.

When passing by the red plum tree in front of the Yongle Palace, he broke a branch.

Messy palace, Gao Xianzi's hair was scattered and he was tied to the iron chain in embarrassment, and he couldn't help laughing wildly when he saw him enter the door: "Lian Ash, the mourning family really underestimated you, you got an imposter these days in the previous dynasty to give orders for the mourning family, and held the little emperor hostage to listen to your deployment everywhere, but locked up the mourning family, the serious empress dowager, in this cold palace that does not see the light of day. What a pipe dream! Noticing the flask beside him, she stared, "What are you going to do?" ”

He smiled, and there was a shadow on his face as he carried the moonlight, "What am I going to do?" Can't Concubine Ying see it? ”

"You...... You dare to kill me, the mourning family is the queen mother of the world, don't you want to live as an internal servant? ”

"The queen mother of the world?" He sneered, "Do you deserve these words?" How many innocent lives have died in your hands in the past 20 years, you control the government and assassinate the first emperor, ** the harem is shameless, where are you worthy of the four words of the mother and the world? Or have you forgotten your original identity, and really thought that after killing Queen Nalan Manmen, you would be a justified mother in the world? ”

"You ......" Gao Xianzi looked empty-hearted, and then remembered that he had just called her "Concubine Ying", "You...... Who are you? You are the one of the Protectors...... You ......"

He poured a full glass of wine, "Who am I?" Can't Concubine Ying recognize it? ”

Gao Xianzi stepped back step by step, pointed at him and shouted, "You...... It's you, you're not dead, you're really not dead...... You're actually ...... You're back......" She suddenly laughed, and there was fear in her laughter, "You actually came back to be a chamberlain, just to take revenge, just to keep me from doubting your existence?" Original heir, you are really ruthless! I really didn't expect it, I never expected it...... When I first saw you, I still had doubts, how could anyone have the shadow of the original heir, if you weren't an internal servant, I would have killed you a long time ago to prevent future troubles, your calculation is excellent, wonderful! Not only did they calculate me, but they also counted the entire Yuan family's world, let me guess, are the soldiers and horses of the five kings about to enter Shangjing? If you people of the Yuan clan are ambitious, let them kill! When they finish killing, this Yuan clan world will really be finished as you wish......"

He didn't want to look at her crazy appearance anymore, waved his hand and ordered Shen Yi to forcibly pour her poisoned wine, and seeing that she gradually lost her voice and fell to the ground without looking at her, he turned around and walked out of the palace.

Painstaking planning and physical and mental crippling allowed him to get revenge for many years, but there was no joy in his heart at the moment.

In the long empty corridor, he was the only one walking desolately.

He returned to the Snow Chamber.

This night, the white plums are in full bloom, the snow sea is fragrant, the moon is full of light, and the stars are full of fragrance.

The fighting of the rebels, the struggle of the five kings...... Everything, the hustle and bustle of this troubled world was forever blocked outside the door of Cunxue Pavilion, and in his eyes, there was only the falling plum dance.

In the days to come, year after year, he was here looking at the plum blossoms and plum blossoms, and the falling flowers were like snow.

Although he knew, it wasn't his snow.