The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Zheng Huiliu carried a lantern and walked in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Since he was born, let alone stepping on the snow like this, even if he opened the window, someone would immediately step forward and close it, reminding: "Xiaolang, don't catch a cold, I'll cough again later." ”

He took off his cloak and stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes fell playfully on his hands, cold and cold, and in a few moments, they melted.

No one understands Eighteen Niang better than him, the despair of watching his life go by, but he can't do anything about it.

"If you do this again, my rare medicinal herbs will be fed to the dogs."

Around the corner in the dark.

A young man dressed in red, leaning against the wall, stood lazily and diagonally. Counting nine cold days, he opened his shirt, revealing his white collarbone.

"Don't talk as if you are a miracle doctor, your medicine, I and Ziqi have already paid the price."

The man smiled, like a silver bell in the middle of the night.

"You're still mentioning the child period? I don't know who it was, taking advantage of the fact that Li Ziqi was not in Chang'an, he came to dig the corner of the brother's wall. Before you accuse me of being angry, why don't you look at your own ugly appearance. ”

Zheng Huiliu patted the snow on his hands and pulled the hat of his cloak.

"Your eyes are dirty, so everything you look at is dirty. Cui Min, no wonder the family says that there is a difference between the concubines. It's because of a concubine like you, even if you are put in the sun, you will always be a stinky rat in the gutter. ”

As he spoke, he stepped on the snow on the side of the road on tiptoes, feeling the cold inside of his shoes and the socks wet, and his heart was full of joy.

It's a day to be happy, and it's also a day to block his heart, so he prefers to watch others feel uncomfortable than to make himself uncomfortable.

Cui Min was stepped on in the sore spot, and he really stood up straight, looking at Zheng Huiliu's back coldly.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison the medicine you take? I'm a miracle doctor. ”

Zheng Huiliu suddenly turned around and smiled.

"I'm going to die sooner or later anyway. If you are a true miracle doctor, you will not be able to cure Shen Eighteen. You don't dare to poison me, because if I die, everyone in Chang'an City will know tomorrow, and the fourth prince is a daughter at all...... Child...... Child! And your favorite sister is a big ...... Scamming ...... Child. ”

Every time he said a word, Cui Min's face darkened.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed a handful of snow angrily, and threw it at Zheng Huiliu's head, and the snow fell down his hair and into his neck, cold.

Zheng Huiliu still had an almost perfect smile that was underwhelmed, "You see, this is the result of not being well-educated." As a son of a family, how could he show such a resentful expression and make such a rude move? We'll just smile and stick a knife into your heart. ”

He shook his head in disgust, "It's a pity, you won't be able to learn these for the rest of your life!" ”

After Zheng Huiliu finished speaking, he walked up deep and shallow, and the clogs stepped on the ground, making a creaking sound, crisp and pleasant, like a cheerful minor.

Cui Min smashed his fist on the wall, turned over his horse angrily, and quickly ran in the direction of Chang'an City, "I won't poison you, I will punish you for three days without medicine."

As soon as he left, Zheng Huiliu paused, waved his hand at the sky, and walked towards the Zheng family's Zhuangzi with a leisurely lantern.

In the vast snow, a snow-white figure quietly touched into the hot spring village of Eighteen Niang.

Now that it's night, there isn't much fun in the Zhuangzi, and the lights are always turned off early and locked.

Eighteen Niang sat under the candlelight, sewing a tiger head hat with stitches and threads, and the charcoal beside her was red, and there was a popping sound from time to time.

In the sullen room, Nanzhi put a pot of kumquat on the small table to taste it.

Suddenly, she glanced at the roof, rolled over, and grabbed the Qingyue sword resting on the bedside. The person who came was light and a master.

Eighteen Niang cheered up twelve points, and at the moment when the window was opened, she quickly shot and put the sword on the neck of the person who came.

The man had messy hair on his head like a chicken coop, the snow on his head was like a white hat, he was wearing a fishy sheepskin coat, his eyes were blue, his lips were cracked, and he looked very embarrassed.

Eighteen Niang saw it, put the Qingyue sword back into the sheath, sat back next to the brazier, picked up the tiger head hat and continued to sew it.

"Didn't you go to Taiyuan, why did you come back so soon?"

Li Ziqi looked at her face, her nose was sore, and she wanted to go over and hug Eighteen Niang, but after looking at the snow on her body, she stopped again, took off her torn sheepskin jacket, squatted in front of the stove, and roasted herself hot, emitting white smoke.

"You're so close, your hair should be burning."

Li Ziqi moved his head farther away, "I'm cold, I'm afraid of freezing you, I want to roast myself quickly and warm up." ”

Eighteen Niang was stunned, and the needle in her hand accidentally pricked her finger, and a round bead of blood flowed out.

Before he came back to his senses, his fingers were already in his mouth.

That night, he got up and went out, and when he came back, he also squatted by the stove and roasted himself hot, and then leaned over.

Li Ziqi let go of Eighteen Niang's hand, hugged her waist, stretched out his hand, and carefully touched Eighteen Niang's belly.

"As soon as I received the message from Xiping, I rushed back immediately. Did he grow up a bit? ”

Eighteen Niang nodded, "There should be, otherwise Nanzhi stewed so much chicken soup for me, wouldn't it be for nothing?" ”

As she spoke, she pushed Li Ziqi away without a trace, stood up, lifted the white porcelain kettle on the table, and asked softly, "The fourth prince is a daughter, I already know." ”

Because she was pregnant, Nam Zhi wouldn't let her drink tea anymore.

This pot is filled with red dates, longan wolfberry tea, poured into the pure white porcelain cup, round and dundun, very attractive, exuding a sweet aroma.

Eighteen Niang poured the tea cup to the brim, took a small silver spoon, put it in the cup, and pushed it to Li Ziji.

"I plan to say it, so that the four princes will become the four princesses, they will have nothing to do with the big position, the Cui family will be out, the balance in the court will be broken, the second prince is dominant, and the Taiyuan Wang family is bound to tremble. Do you think that with Zhao Yi's character, he will tolerate the Wang family standing on his head and acting as a blessing? No, the next one to die is the Wang family. ”

She said, quietly looked at Li Ziqi's eyes, and said coldly: "Let's sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman when the time comes, do you think this plan is good?" ”

Seeing that Li Ziqi didn't speak, Eighteen Niang lowered her eyes, "Of course, you can also choose to kill me." You've been a Black Feather Guard for so long, you know that only the dead don't say the wrong thing. ”