The snow has stopped.

Thickly piled up on rooftops, gardens, and roads, covered in silver.

The harem is a little cold.

As soon as the emperor dies, the new emperor succeeds to the throne, and the concubines in the harem, if they have children, they will go out of the palace to follow their own heirs, and if they have no children, they will go to Tai'an Mausoleum to guard the spirit, and only those with high ranks, such as the queen and the concubine, are eligible to continue to stay in the palace.

In the huge palace, Feng Lingye was wearing the old clothes of the previous days, the wound had scabbed, and he sat on the threshold, looking at the empty sky, his eyes were empty.

Duan Yixuan never appeared, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Duan Junmo returned to the frontier and never crossed paths again.

The agency is too clever to calculate, and the tiger is skinned, and the final end is too bleak.

The only thing that is gratifying is that my mother and sister have successfully left, and she is still alone and has no worries.

There was no stove in the cold room, and the palace maids seemed to be eager for her, and after putting down the three meals a day, they left in a hurry.

She's not picky, it's better than a kennel, isn't it?

After surviving such difficult days, what else is there to suffer?

She thought so, and spent it so wastefully.

Until a month later.

In front of the palace gate that she looked at every day, Gong Jiyue, Tao Yao, Feng Mu and Feng Jinxiu appeared, and she suddenly woke up.

Feng Mu looked at her appearance, and suddenly two lines of tears flowed down, hugged her tightly in her arms, and her voice choked, "My Ling'er, why is it so miserable?" ”

"Mother, why did you come back?" Feng Lingye left her embrace, her brows furrowed in disbelief, "Why did you come back?!" ”

Feng Mu shook her head, unable to speak with tears in her eyes.

Feng Jinxiu walked up with tears in her eyes, "We are a family, and my father taught us to share blessings and hardships since we were children, have you forgotten?" ”

Gong Jiyue glanced at the huge palace, and lazily hooked the corners of her lips, "Gou Fugui, don't forget, you live in such a big palace alone, but you want us to live in that thatched hut in the mountains?" ”

When Feng Jinxiu heard this, she burst into tears and laughed, "Yes, we are following the second sister to enjoy happiness this time." ”

Feng Lingye looked at this group of stupid and kind relatives, and also smiled, with a bitter and helpless smile, "I didn't want to enter the palace at the beginning, just for you, but now you took the initiative to come in, so what are we doing all this for?" ”

"If you don't work hard, how do you know if you can't do it?" Tao Yao smiled and was relieved, "Fortunately, everyone is still there, and everything has to be looked forward." ”

Mother Feng took Feng Lingye's hand and straightened her slightly messy sideburns, "The new emperor will be a good emperor and a good husband." Every throne is exchanged for blood and power, you don't care how he sits on it, you just need to see how he rules the country and benefits the people, and how he sincerely treats you and gives you happiness. ”

"Mother......" Feng Lingye leaned on her arms, her eyes were slightly red, knowing her daughter Mo Ruoniang, these words simply spoke to her heart, "My daughter knows." ”

"Mother's Ling'er, she is a strong child, the war can't burn us, what else can't stump us?" Mother Feng spoke softly, her smile was warm and kind, "This harem is a place to eat people, but we have a lot of strength, and the new emperor is protecting you, are we still worried that we won't be old?" ”

The heart-wrenching words instantly brought tears to Feng Lingye's eyes.

Yes, the war of the dead country can't kill her, what is she afraid of?

"Mother is right." She nodded, wanting to hug Feng Mu harder, but her hand suddenly emptied.

She opened her eyes suddenly, looked at her empty hands, and then looked at the empty palace, it turned out ...... It's a dream.

"Mother......

She slid down the doorframe and fell to her knees, her expression sad and tears still lingering in the corners of her eyes.

My daughter misses you.

Are you missing your daughter?

Outside the Fengyi Palace.

He was wearing a dragon robe, standing in the cold wind and snow for half an hour, his phoenix eyes were clear and desolate, looking at her from afar, his brows were tightly locked.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go in and see Guiren Yi?" Sayoko held an umbrella for him to prevent the melting snow from falling from under the eaves, his hands were numb, and his left hand and right hand were changed no less than ten times, but the master just stood motionless in the ice and snow.

"Did she eat all the food delivered today?" He asked faintly.

Sayoko bowed her head, "If you go back to the emperor, she will eat it all." ”

"It's cold, remember to add more charcoal fire to her house." There was a sigh in his eyes, "The guards who are tracking down Feng Jinxiu and the others are all withdrawn." ”

"The slave obeys, and the slave will go to tell Gonggong Hai in a while." Sayoko should be down.

He stood there, watching her sit there, as if tireless, unaware of the warmth and cold, "You go down, I want to stay a little longer." ”

Sayoko was stunned when she heard this, but she didn't dare to go beyond it, so she respectfully retreated.

Borderland.

On the endless desert, Duan Junmo was wearing a suit of armor and sitting alone on the top of the sand dunes, the cold wind blew his dark red cloak up, making a cold sound, and his figure was lonely.

He was holding a small picture album in his hand, on which were all Feng Lingye's every move, and every time he turned a page, he could watch it for a long time.

"Master, do you want us to find a way to take Miss Ling'er out of the palace?" Leng Kite saw that his master was staring at a picture album every day, and he was really anxious for him.

He shook his head slowly, his gaze still on the last page, the picture of Feng Lingye sitting on the threshold of the palace, sleeping with tears in his eyes.

"Since Miss Ling'er is unhappy living in the palace, the master, you will take her out, and then we don't want this Rausch hussar general, and take Miss Ling'er to wander the world together!" Leng Kite straightened her mouth, seeing that her master was willing to give up the country for her, it was not a problem to give up a general.

How did Duan Junmo raise his head and look at him faintly, "Ling'er is also your name?" ”

"I ...... My name is Miss Ling'er! Leng Kite's face turned red, pushed back, and finally muttered softly, "If you don't call, you won't call." ”

Duan Junmo didn't care about him, closed the album, and replied lightly, "This king has his own arrangements." ”

Fengyi Palace.

Feng Lingye also had some fighting spirit after that dream, so he returned to the house, dealt with all the old injuries on his body, and then took some quilts and piled them on the bed to prevent him from catching a cold at night.

Life is still worth living, no matter how hard it is, you can't give up easily.

Just as she was regaining her strength and tidying up the house, she saw several palace maids rushing in, holding soup pots, charcoal fires and stoves in their hands, and saluted her respectfully, "I've seen the noble Yi." ”

"Who are you?" She frowned slightly.

"We are specially here to serve the palace maids of the Yi nobles, and the emperor is afraid that the Yi nobles will catch a cold, so we took some charcoal." The palace maid headed by him replied excitedly.

Duan Yixuan?

Her palms tightened, "Go ahead." ”

The palace maid bowed slightly, and immediately got up, and after a while, the cold palace was warm.

She sat alone on the soft couch, looking at the empty hall with deep eyes.

Now that she's come this far, she has to go on next.

Not long after the palace maid left, outside Fengyi Palace, an uninvited guest soon came.

I saw that she was wearing a gorgeous cotton dress, a thick cloak, and exquisite makeup, and glanced at the luxurious hall, and the corners of her mouth raised contemptuously, "It's really a sparrow that climbed the branches, and once it turned into a phoenix." ”

Duan Taifei?

Feng Lingye frowned at her.

She walked around the warm room, her eyes finally fell on the stove, a trace of envy and surprise flashed, and then she smiled disdainfully, "Our new emperor is really an infatuated species, and he actually gave you his silver bone charcoal, which is worth a thousand gold, and it can be regarded as you didn't help him in vain." ”

"How can I help him?" Feng Lingye's eyes sank slightly.

She asked herself, except for the time when she designed the Criminal Department Shangshu, she had never participated in any struggle between Duan Junmo and Duan Yixuan.

"Now that my son has fallen to the frontier, what are you pretending to be?" Concubine Duan sat down leisurely on the soft couch and took a sip of the hot tea on the table, "If it weren't for this good show that you and the new emperor sang together, how could my son save you without hesitation, and how could he give up the country to others?" As the princess of the palace, you secretly have a warehouse with other men, and I pity my son for being infatuated with you, and in the end you don't get anything. ”

"Princess of the Palace?" Feng Lingye smiled coldly, "The concubine may have forgotten, I am just a dog in your palace, I remember the first time I entered the palace, the concubine knocked over the tea set, but pushed the charge to me, and gave me twenty boards, I still dare not forget." ”

Concubine Duan was not afraid of her turning over old accounts, and her tone was frivolous, "You are a dead dog in our Dali Kingdom, you shouldn't forget this, even if you become a princess and a queen, you can't change the humility in your bones!" ”

"I'm lowly, if it weren't for Duan Junmo destroying my country, how could I have fallen here?" She looked at her lightly, with a chuckle on the corner of her mouth, "In Xia Kingdom, my father is sentenced by the imperial hospital, although I am a concubine, I am also a concubine, why should I marry someone else and be separated from my relatives?" ”

"The winner is king, the loser is the villain, this is your life!" Concubine Duan's eyes were vicious, and she couldn't wait for her life, if she had died earlier, Duan Junmo would not have become like this.

"Life?" Feng Lingye smiled faintly, "So this is something that Zhuang Nanyan can't get in his life, but it's in my hands?" ”

"Smoke...... He's dead. Concubine Duan's eyes were red, and she opened her eyes, "She was hacked to death with a knife, and she didn't blink her eyes to death." ”

Feng Lingye's eyes were stunned.

Zhuang Nanyan died?

"It was killed by someone sent by your sweetheart!" Concubine Duan glared at her fiercely, "You use Mo'er's feelings for you, and use Mo'er's promise to Yan'er, and attack on both sides to block my Mo'er's succession to the throne, you two are embarrassed, I curse you to die in the end!" ”

"What did you say?" She looked at her in disbelief, "You said that the people who sent troops to surround me and the palace were the emperor and Duan Yixuan?" ”

"He is now on the throne, the beauty is at his fingertips, in the whole incident, he is the only beneficiary, not who else is he?!" Concubine Duan shouted angrily, she was originally the queen mother, but now there is nothing.

No way......

Duan Yixuan wouldn't do that.

She clutched the teacup in her hand, and she didn't feel it as hot as the heat burned her hand.

She didn't have the heart to quarrel with Concubine Duan, she stood up, hurriedly left the palace, and ran straight to the imperial study.

She must ask why he didn't show up that night, really as Concubine Duan speculated, the team that suddenly appeared was arranged by him in advance?

Also, why did he know that she didn't want to enter the palace, but he still named her a nobleman?

Her body had been weak for too long, and the snow was slippery, she stumbled and fell to the ground, and the cold white snow hit her face, instantly freezing and making her shiver.

The mind is also clear.

Suddenly she understood something, she squatted on the ground, and instantly began to cry.

The grief and anger accumulated over the days were all vented.

There was no one on the empty snow.

She held the dead wood beside her, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken, her eyes and nose were also red from the cold, and tears fell on the back of her hand and quickly turned into ice.

Sitting on the cold snow, like a child who fell and had no one to help, embarrassed and pitiful.

But it didn't take long for her to fall into a warm embrace, her broad palm gently falling on her head, and a faint sigh came from the top of her head.

She smelled the familiar ambergris, clutched the hem of his clothes, and still didn't stop crying.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick, just because it's not time to be sad.

Feng Lingye is not a person who cries easily, but too many things have happened recently, she has love and hate, then there is blood and tears.

Duan Yixuan didn't stop her, he just hugged her gently, letting her vent her sadness like an ordinary woman.

I don't know how long it took, but she was tired from crying, and she fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Duan Yixuan holding a bowl of ginger soup, sitting at the head of the bed, and said warmly: "You have a cold, drink some ginger soup to get rid of the cold."

"I want to get out of the palace." She looked at him and said lightly.

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