No matter what, knowing his sister's safety, Song Zhiyuan did not come in vain today.

Back in the camp, Chu Yiyun quickly joined in the discussion of combat deployment, he knew that this time Song Yi and his son would not die if they did not reach the heart of the Yellow River, for the sake of Song Lingxi and the more than 200 lives of the Qi Palace, he had to block Song Yi and his son outside the Black Bear Ridge.

The Black Bear Ridge is towering into the sky, and even the black bear is difficult to cross from the steep cliff, not to mention Song Yi's 200,000 army, and the only way to pass through the Black Bear Ridge is the canyon between the two peaks.

The canyon that was already easy to defend and difficult to attack, plus there were several fierce generals guarding the pass, so it was difficult for Song Yi's army to pass through the narrow valley.

Song Yi was forced back three consecutive attacks, and it has been a stalemate for more than 20 days, and it will snow heavily in the winter moon outside the gate, which is already very cold, and both sides have slowly experienced the problem of food and grass shortage.

This made Luo Zhongdu, a veteran of the battlefield, feel a little anxious: "These civilian officials are all masters of paper talk, and they don't understand the situation at the border gates, so they should really go to the battlefield to take a look."

Chu Yiheng looked at the snowflakes outside the window and said: "The next day will only get colder and colder, once the snow accumulates more than a foot, marching and walking will become a problem, the soldiers will not be able to fight at all, we must fight quickly." ”

Chu Yiyun said: "Song Yi, whom we know, also knows that the stalemate in the past few days has almost worn out their morale, so they must be more anxious than us, I believe they will make a move soon."

Outside the tent, Chu Yiyun, who was lying on the bed in the ice and snow, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep for a long time, and it should also snow in the imperial capital of the winter moon, I don't know how Song Lingxi is, is he still as sad as he was at the beginning, is he in good health? Are you frozen? Hungry or not? Since he left the imperial capital for more than a month, he has written dozens of letters to her, but Song Lingxi has not replied once.

However, Song Lingxi was not as strong as he imagined, since Chu Yiyun left, she fell ill again, she couldn't face this war, she could only pray silently in her heart every day, praying for their safety.

Winter moon twenty-four

The first snow fell in the imperial capital, Song Lingxi was lying on the bed like a walking corpse, his eyes were a desperate hollow, although the doors and windows were closed on all sides, the room was still cold, which was not suitable for long-term sick patients, Hibiscus and Peony burned a pot of charcoal in the four corners of the house in order to make the house warm.

How bitter Song Lingxi's heart is, only Furong Peony, who accompanies her every day, knows, Furong wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and raised her spring-like smile: "Niangniang, do you feel warmer?"

"I'm not cold, as long as you're not cold, has the prince come back with a letter?"

Looking at Furong who shook her head, Song Lingxi turned her back and shed two lines of tears in disappointment. Comparison between the present and the past, things are people, empty a piece of tenderness, a note of lovesickness, endless, wisps of sorrow like flowing water, endless.

Song Lingxi suddenly regretted that he didn't cherish the days with Chu Yiyun at the beginning, but he was afraid that the relationship between the two of them in this life would end here.

This year's first snow in the imperial capital couldn't stop endlessly, and in this way, the imperial capital ushered in the wax moon in the heavy snow.

Song Lingxi, who was half-asleep, woke up from coughing, she slowly came to the window, pushed open the window, and a biting cold wind swept snowflakes in her face, but Song Lingxi, who was already extremely cold, didn't feel cold at all.

A snowflake that fell on the corner of her eyes instantly turned into a drop of water like tears across her cheeks, and at the same time she reached out to wipe away the drop of snow, hot tears flowed down her eyes, looking at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, Song Lingxi read shallowly: "I hope the tears in the world will not fall as dense as the snow in the sky." May the snow in the sky not fall as dirty as the tears of the earth. May everyone become a clear person because of this snow cleansing, and may the tears of the world have been dried by me, and there will be no more joys and sorrows in the world."

Babaozhai is the largest jewelry store in the imperial capital, from gold and silver jewelry to silk ready-to-wear, there is an endless stream of customers in front of the door every day, they almost take over all the official wives and ladies of the imperial capital, even in this snowy day, there are always some people who run out to shop, An Yuexiang is of course one of them.

When An Yuexiang wore the fox skin shawl sent by Lao Zhao and walked into Babaozhai, the young ladies and ladies in the store all cast envious eyes, and the boss bowed his head and greeted him: "It turned out that Princess Qi was coming, please pick whatever you want"

"Give me all the best jewelry"

When An Yuexiang proudly picked up the so-called best jewelry, Liu Shihui, who was trying on a ferret shawl, turned around: "Who should I be, such a big shelf, it turned out to be Concubine An of the Qi Palace."

"Who are you?"

The boss smiled and said, "This is Mrs. Hu of Hu Siqing's family."

Liu Shihui picked up a mirror with her left hand, and inserted a hosta in her right hand into the mirror to put the hosta in her bun: "Concubine An can really see it, the fire is burning to the eyebrows and she is in the mood to buy jewelry to dress herself, but then again, this person should indeed live in the present and see in front of him, no one knows what will happen tomorrow, and he is gone."

Liu Shihui said a few inexplicable words and then left Babaozhai, and An Yuexiang, who was confused, was stunned for a moment before she reacted before chasing out: "You stop, you make it clear to me, what did you mean by those words just now?" ”

Since Liu Shihui was standing in the heavy snow waiting for her, although the maid helped her hold an oil umbrella, it didn't seem to play a role under the raging wind and snow, and she was already stained with a lot of snowflakes for a while.

"Are you waiting for me on purpose?"

Liu Shihui smiled lightly, but her eyes were full of disdain and contempt, but the stupid An Yuexiang didn't see it: "You and I are both fallen people at the end of the world, I just don't want to see your death unknown."

"What do you mean, how can this princess be the same person as you? What is the unclear death of death? You make it clear."

"I am the princess of Qi that the queen once appointed, Chu Yiyun's repentance of marriage has become the biggest joke in the imperial capital, and although you have entered the Qi Palace, I can be sure that Chu Yiyun has never looked at you, aren't we all the same fallen people at the end of the world? You may not know it, when Chu Yiyun went to the border pass to quell the rebellion, the emperor had already issued an order, if Chu Yiyun could not successfully exterminate the rebels and bring back Song Yi's head, everyone in your Qi palace would have to accompany Song Lingxi to die."

An Yuexiang's face instantly turned like ashes, and her face covered with powder became as ugly as white paper: "You...... What did you say? I don't believe it, if this is really the case, it is impossible for the queen mother not to tell me, you must lie to me"

"The words have come to this, do you believe it or not"