The wind and snow were very heavy that day, and in the winter wind of sparse flowers, the clusters of cold plums bloomed, and the endless snow drifted on the sad brows.

Cui Shaojin stood under the eaves with a light eye, sketched in the void with his hand, and the face in his memory seemed to appear in front of him again, Cui Shaojin looked at it with affection, and his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was saying to the attendants around him, and as if he was saying to himself. "She always smells of sunshine."

Shaoguang was like yesterday, Cui Shaojin looked at the lonely snow, and fluttered down, how could he not understand that elegant figure, how to say that withering withered.

I still remember that day before entering the main hall, the noble woman with eyebrows like distant mountains and a smile of elegance and brightness lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, and looked at him with regret in her tone. "I'm afraid I'm going to live up to my son's love."

And since the moment Cui Shaojin stepped into the ring, the person he wanted to marry was always the sixth princess.

Give you a thousand snails, and the emerald autumn can be swept.

Later, on the top of the main hall, he did not mention it again, because she said that she did not want to.

"I regret it, you know?" Cui Shaojin smiled, unaware that the corners of his eyes were already moistened with tears.

Little Liuzi, you left safely, but you left all kinds of unwillingness and all kinds of obsessions for me. "I should talk to you well, look at me, this miss, there is no chance?"

It's a pity that in this life, from beginning to end, you haven't looked at me squarely.

Who said that because of the desire for sunshine, it is only to the sun.

Those memories are long gone.

Now that you're gone.

Why should I remember it for you?

Cui Shaojin thought about it in despair, and the corners of his lips finally overflowed with a trace of sadness.

In a trance, I saw that in the winter of that year, in the bunches of plum blossoms that were in full bloom, the emperor looked at the red and white plum blossoms in the imperial garden, so he opened the golden mouth, and invited many dignitaries in the court to bring their families to see.

The plum blossom failed to enter Cui Shaojin's eyes, but the person who always fell clumsy in the snow met his eyes in that snowlight.

"Hey, aren't you going out to play?"

"Hey, are you also a companion?"

"Hey, were you born that stupid?"

In the snowstorm, the face of the person with a red nose, red cheeks, and shaking his head became clearer and clearer, and that posture almost overlapped with the six princesses who were frowning but blushing between their heads under the wind and snow when they grew up, making people feel a kind of mourning like a world away.

"I'm not going out, you can play with them." The little girl who looked dull looked bright and vivid when she laughed, still and moving, like two people.

She likes to cover the sun with her hands, and smile brightly at herself.

The little figure who likes to face the sun, stumbling in his own world after all, went out.

Sunshine has always existed.

Why can't you see it?

In the Water Heaven Palace.

The apricot blossoms in the courtyard died in winter, and the dry branches looked fragile and pitiful in the cold wind.

Xie Lian was coldly behind Xiao Qingyu, urging Xiao Qingyu to practice calligraphy, and no one was nagging about the six princesses.

Xiao Qingjue shook his head, the hand holding the pen trembled, the ink smeared on the rice paper, and then pretended to be casual and put the pen down again, and soon another word appeared on the rice paper, but for some reason, the handwriting in front of him began to twist crookedly.

Well, the word that was already ugly is now even better than the dog's.

After a long time, Xiao Qingyu sneered a little viciously, "Royal people have always died early, and most of them can't survive the darkness that grows in their hearts. ”

Qiqi asked casually, "Did you survive the master?" ”

For a moment, Xiao Qingyu felt as if the air was frozen, and said in a low, slow, and serious voice. "Nope."

As far as the eye could see, the sky was pure white, and the snowflakes fell between the cold fingers, slowly melting, moistening the white palm.

In the next life, I hope to be able to live in a dark corner and grow freely.

If so, how nice it would be.

Xu held the pen too hard, and there was a little blood stain on the pen, but Xiao Qingjue narrowed his eyes, lightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and suddenly didn't realize it.

Xie Lian quickly put Xiao Qingjue's pen down and looked at her lightly. "That's all for today."

"Okay." Xiao Qingjue flicked his sleeves and hummed an untoned tune, but his steps staggered a little.

Xie Lian looked at the back that was gradually moving away, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he was walking at the gate of his palace, Xiao Qingyu suddenly fell into the snow, with a mouth full of snowflakes, turned his head to meet Xiang Shun's worried gaze, and sneered. "It's just a fall, why are you so nervous?"

Xiang Shun said, "I'm not nervous. ”

"Bold, you are not nervous when the master is injured!" Xiao Qingyu grabbed the snow with both hands and let out a long sigh.

When Qiqi heard this, he quickly lowered his eyebrows and helped Xiao Qingjue up.

"What to help, hurry up and follow me to the palace of the concubine!" Xiao Qingyu stood up sharply, his voice cold.

After lunch, Concubine Zheng stayed in the house to read the old account books.

The people of the Zheng family have always been good at planning, and Concubine Zheng has inherited the fine traditions of the Zheng family very well.

The Zheng family has been a gentleman for generations, and I remember that my brother was also so unproductive when he was young. But the family loves money and is very good at managing money.

Dealing with the white flowers and money, looking at the complicated and chaotic financial matters, not only did not stump her, but always made her think of the beautiful things in the past.

The abacus was playing loudly, and the little girl who served tea at the door was so-so, and ran over in a panic to pray. "Niangniang, the Nine Emperors are here."

Concubine Zheng casually threw down the account book, looked at the people who had already walked to the hall, her eyes were stunned, half loud, and smiled. "What did my son come to the door for?"

"In the eyes of the concubine, I have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace!" Xiao Qingjue looked at Concubine Zheng Guifei, whose face was slightly ruddy and smoked by the stove in the house, and slowly pulled the corners of her mouth.

Seeing that after Concubine Zheng invited her to sit down, there was still no expression on her face, Xiao Qingyu arched her hand again and asked. "Mother, I don't know something, I wonder if you can solve my confusion?"

Concubine Zheng looked at her very calmly, as if she would not be surprised to say anything from Xiao Qingyu's mouth.

"The eighth princess is talented and ignorant, and she is not a party, how did she guess the old things that even you and I didn't know very well back then?" Xiao Qingjue shook the tea cup in his hand, looked at the cold wind whistling outside the window, and wondered if the eighth princess in prison could survive this ruthless winter.

"Let's not talk about the too many flaws in Xiaoliu's incident back then, maybe the person who is making plans behind the scenes now is the one who contributed to the troubles back then." Zheng Guifei was perfunctory to Xiao Qingjue, her eyebrows swept lightly, and there was a lot of talk about conspiracy and power, so she felt that it didn't matter. "The one who took your life is not necessarily an enemy who has a grudge in his life, maybe he just stands in the way of others."

Xiao Qingjue spread his body behind him, with visible exhaustion, and in a trance, he remembered the words that Zheng Guifei said before, "ruthlessness is the longest".

Concubine Zheng glanced at Xiao Qingjue lightly, stretched out her hand, folded her sleeves, gently rubbed her eyebrows for Xiao Qingjue, and asked casually. "Do you want to stay here?"

As soon as Xiao Qingjue raised his hand, the words that were sealed in his mouth and chewed over and over again slowly faded with the gentle color in Concubine Zheng's eyes, and finally overflowed from his lips with just a gentle word, "Okay." ”