The days of raising passed quickly, and it was November in a blink of an eye. After the cold wind and heavy snowfall, the Rehe Palace was already snow-capped, icy and snowy, a silver-white world. In the early morning of this day, before dawn, Huizhu had woken up leisurely, but she did not slack off, huddled in the quilt, and stayed for a while.

The sound of gentle footsteps came from outside, Huizhu frowned slightly, and only after half a sound did she look at the door with her eyelids drooping, and saw Su Xin walking in with hot water, so she grunted: "I looked early, I thought I could lie down again." Su Xin put the basin on the wooden shelf, found another cotton coat, walked to Huizhu, and said with a smile: "Today, it is late in the morning, if the master can't afford to be up, it will be too late to serve the master." With that, he waited for Huizhu to get dressed.

Huizhu walked to the wooden frame and sighed: "Shouldn't you be recuperating, don't wait to get up early." Su Xin continued to smile and said: "The master is well now, and he should return to Beijing in less than ten days. After hearing this, Huizhu pouted again and again, and felt funny in her heart, she has survived now, so she doesn't want to serve Yin. In the two lifetimes combined, these days are the hardest time for her, and if she is asked to serve Yin in close quarters like the previous one, she feels cold and uncomfortable when she thinks about it.

Su Xin saw that Huizhu was silent, so she shook her head with a smile, stopped talking, and concentrated on serving Huizhu to wash and groom. After this trip to Rehe, she was at ease, thinking that although Huizhu failed to take the opportunity to have a body, she could be regarded as having an eye in front of Yin, and won the support of Xiao Luzi, even if she returned to the capital in the future, there would always be a place for Huizhu.

After freshening up, putting on a stone blue carved silk squirrel skin gown, Huizhu walked out of the east chamber and walked towards the main house along the veranda splashed with heavy snow. There was a cold on the road, Huizhu couldn't help but sigh hot in her hands, and yawned: "Su Xin, I'll go to the master, you go and let people prepare two more charcoal basins in the master's house, it's very cold today." Su Xin said: "This place is much colder than the capital, fortunately, the master is very good, and he is going back." As he spoke, he arrived at the main room, and after Huizhu and Su Xin left, he ordered Xiao Luzi, who was guarding the outer room, to prepare: I washed the utensils, and went into the inner room alone.

Yin heard the sound of the bottom of the flower pot hitting the bottom, which was a very familiar footstep these days, and he didn't need to look at it to know who it was, so he pretended to sleep and said: "It's coming, it's a little late today." After hearing this, Huizhu hurriedly walked to the bed, and regardless of whether Yin saw it or not, she squatted and saluted: "Concubine, please Da'an." After speaking, he straightened up, rummaged through the cabinet for a thick cotton coat, and said respectfully: "It's a little cold today, the concubine found you a thick coat, but you can get up and wear it now." Yin snorted lightly, then sat up, stretched out his arms, and closed his eyes waiting for Huizhu to dress him.

Seeing this, Huizhu couldn't help but pause the movements in her hand, after a long time, she still couldn't get used to looking at Yin as an uncle waiting for someone to serve. Looking at Yin, who was hanging by a thread a few days ago, except for the reduction of his body at this time, Huizhu was secretly unhappy in her heart, and stood still in a daze.

Yin didn't see Huizhu dressing him for a long time, opened his eyes in wonder, frowned and asked, "What's the matter, why are you standing there stupidly." Huizhu came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly, thinking that she was still so mean, but she covered it up with a smile on her face: "I heard that the master said that he sent a letter to Jingli a few days ago, and the concubine thought that there should be a reply in the next two days." Yin stared straight at Huizhu, getting along day and night, and also knew Huizhu's temperament, often wandering alone, thinking about some uselessness. Therefore, even if Yin knew that Huizhu didn't tell the truth, he would investigate it, and casually "gracious", and then he didn't mention it.

Gossip, Huizhu had already served Yin and put on his clothes, so Xiao Luzi ordered someone to bring it: I washed the utensils, and after freshening up Yin's clean noodles, he came to the kang table where he had already set up hot food. Huizhu looked at it, a plate of chicken peel rolls, a plate of mother and son shrimp dumplings, a plate of bean noodle rolls, a plate of Saqima, and Huiren rice porridge, **sugar japonica rice porridge, white porridge and soy milk.

After watching. Huizhu couldn't help but sigh in her heart. No appetite. Not even a side dish. I really miss the craftsmanship of Xia Meidi. In his hand, he quickly served a bowl of soy milk for Yin. He chuckled softly, "Today's dishes are good." It's appetizing to look at. Even this soy milk is extremely fresh. It's better to drink some soy milk first. Yin was noncommittal. Every morning at mealtime. Huizhu said these words. And there is nothing new in eating on the ground. The taste is average, too. Yin thought so in his heart. I didn't say anything. On the contrary, according to the meaning of Huizhudi. Take the silver bowl. Drank soy milk. I started to eat.

After breakfast. Yin and Huizhu both had nothing to do. It's business as usual. Stay in the main room. Yin lay on the kang and looked at some history books. Take a nap from time to time. And Huizhu is accompanying Yin. Lean on the low floor. Sit and needlework or read some idle books. Get along like this. The two rarely talked. They also get along tacitly.

That's it. The two of them stayed in the back room. It's all morning. Until noon. Huizhu was about to tell her subordinates to prepare lunch. I saw Xiao Luzi coming in from the outside with a cold breath all over his body.

Xiao Luzi walked up to Yin. Get down on one leg. Salute and ask Andao: "Lord auspicious."

After nodding "yes". Xiao Lu Zifang took out a pair of hands from the placket and presented them. Said respectfully: "Master." This is a letter from the local family sent by the post station. Yin sat up. Feel free to take the envelope. Lean on the back cushion. The envelope was opened. Take out the letter. Read it carefully.

Looked at. Huizhu also stopped the needlework in her hand. Curiously looking at Yin. Correct. This look. It scared Huizhu away. I saw Yin holding the letter in his hand. Trembling non-stop. There was a thick anger exuding from the whole person. But he did not slack off. Just crumpled the letters. Pinching it tightly. Keep your eyes closed. The face is cold. Sit straight on the kang. Silent and silent.

Half an hour later, Yin was still sitting on the kang and didn't see any movement. Xiao Luzi, who was kneeling on the ground, finally couldn't hold it back, and looked at Huizhu with a pleading face.

Huizhu was secretly curious, but he didn't dare to look for the tiger's whiskers at this time, but he was no match for Xiao Luzi and begged, and after more than half an hour, Huizhu Fang took a few steps forward to Yin, blessed himself, and called softly: "Master, ......." Before the words came out, Yin Meng opened his eyes and looked at Huizhu, his eyes were gloomy and cold, so that Huizhu couldn't help but take a step back and stop talking.

Yinmian swept his eyes at Huizhu and Xiao Luzi without color, and ordered indifferently: "Go out." Huizhu and Xiao Luzi looked at each other, and they couldn't find the province for a long time, so one stood and the other knelt and looked at Yin.

Yin closed his eyes again, his brows were deeply locked, showing a series of forehead lines. Suddenly, Yin clenched his fists and slammed it on the kang table, ignoring the soup and tea splashed from the celadon bowl on the table, and secretly roared: "Get out." At this time, Yin's roar woke up Huizhu and Xiaoluzi, and the two didn't wait for Yin to make any more moves, they hurriedly got up and retreated, and closed the curtain well, standing outside.

Huizhu was secretly frightened, Yinyi's joy and anger were invisible, what could make him so angry in the letter. Thinking about it, Huizhu wanted to inquire about Xiao Luzi, and when she was about to ask, she heard the sound of thunderbolts and smashing things from inside. After another half hour, the sound of the room finally faded away, and the whole courtyard fell silent.

It wasn't until the end of the day that Yin Fang came out of the inner room and indifferently ordered the people who had been standing all afternoon: "Go and clean up the inner room." Huizhu saw that Yin seemed to be smiling, so she was blessed and said with a forced smile: "Master, it's too late now, it's good for the concubine to let people prepare some food." After hearing this, Yin suddenly turned his head to look at Huizhu, didn't speak for a while, just looked like that, and when the smile on Huizhu's face stiffened extremely ugly, Yin nodded and ordered: "Well, go and prepare some." There is also a letter saying that Hong has died last month, and in the following days, he will prepare vegetarian food. After saying that, Yin, ignoring everyone, walked to the main room and sat down.

However, this news made everyone shocked and shocked, but they were afraid of Yin, and no one dared to speak, and they all quietly did the work at hand. And after Huizhu heard this, she couldn't help but be shocked again and again, her eyes widened, she covered her mouth with her hands, and stood in place in a daze, she couldn't believe that such a lovely Hong died like this, never again.

In this way, Huizhu stood for a long time, until Su Xin called and said, dinner was ready, Huizhu Fang woke up, raised his eyes to look at Yin, who was sitting, and did not see a sad expression, as always, his face was expressionless, but the person was getting colder and colder, and his face was becoming more and more somber. Huizhu couldn't help but think that she was so shocked by an outsider who occasionally watched Hong grow up, let alone Yin. Yin should be thirty-three this year, his heirs are the rarest among the princes, and the most have died, and now even Hongyun is gone, and he should be the saddest one.

Suddenly, a certain tenderness or sympathy rose in Huizhu's heart, and she couldn't tell the difference. just walked straight to Yin, blessed body, and comforted uncertainly: "Master, the deceased is gone, people have to look forward." Well, that dinner is ready, and the lord hasn't used much food for a day, so it's better to eat with the concubine. ”

Yin looked up at Huizhu and didn't speak, just nodded in response. The next thing was unexpected by Huizhu, Yin was like a person who had nothing to do, as usual, he ran out of food, and when the second watch was over, he let him wait to wash and sleep.

Huizhu wondered in her heart about Yin's quietness, and some strange Yin's cold-bloodedness, the initial feeling had completely disappeared, but she couldn't care about it at all with her identity.

Therefore, Huizhu didn't think much about it, and served Yin's clothes as usual, made a bed for him, and then said: "Master, you can rest now, and the concubine will retire." With that, he prepared to bow and leave.

Yin looked at this indifferent woman, and suddenly wanted to tear apart the peace on her face, no, there are children, children...... Yin Meng's thoughts flashed, and without waiting for Huizhu to leave, he grabbed Huizhu's arm, pushed her down on the bed, and then pressed her to death.

…… The pale cyan curtains slowly drooped, accompanied by the slightly flickering candle flame, covering the spring light in the next room......

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