Whether it is a literati or a civil and military official, there will not be a few plum trees missing in the garden of the mansion, and in winter, except for the evergreen trees, they only rely on these colors to make them interesting.

In the garden of the Guogong Mansion, there are not many others, but there are some plum trees that are old, and it is not uncommon to occasionally have a few budding early plums, but because they have been idle for many years before moving in, the distribution is a little messy.

The relics took Du Ruojin and went around from the west of the garden to the south of the garden, and saw no less than 20 plants, except for the one that opened a branch of powder on the edge of the octagonal pavilion at the beginning, and found two red branches.

Originally, she was still improvising, but seeing the nascent color, she listened to Du Ruojin gently tell a story about plum trees and winter, which made her feel better for no reason.

"According to legend, a long time ago, in the four seasons, the flowers bloomed in spring, summer and autumn, but in the winter they all entered dormancy, winter is always alone to spend the years, year after year, occasionally once, the plum tree woke up late, winter came earlier, plum is the first time to see the legendary indifferent winter, winter is also the first time to see the blooming flowers, lonely winter, in order to keep this color, then with the plum tree a bet, at that time the plum is only red, all the flowers are proud of the colorful color, Winter said that as long as Mei can endure this winter without sleeping, he will give it a color, Mei agreed, and did it, endure this winter, its petals will be blown by the cold wind of winter, and it will be more pink. ”

The two walked and stopped, Du Ruojin quietly looked at the girl who was walking beside her and listened carefully, seeing that her face was no longer the gloom she had seen in the pavilion just now, and gradually smiled, she couldn't help but slow down her tone, trying to make the story sound more moving, so as not to distract her from thinking about those sad things.

However, because of this late sleep, the plum tree could not wake up in the other three seasons, year after year, it accompanied the winter, and at the same time the joy of winter, the guilt also deepened, and finally, one year, it mustered up the courage to confess its scheming to the plum tree. The plum tree forgave it and gave it one more color, and it would always be with the winter, so the winter left tears of joy, which were turned into crystal snowflakes in the air by the cold wind, and fell on the plum blossoms, dyed the whitest color. And with the third color, the plum will always bloom proudly alone in the cold winter. ”

After the story was told, the two stopped at the wall in the south of the garden, and at the same time looked up at the early plum blossoms clustered on the branches, the buds the size of fingernails, faint white, the color was like the color dyed by snowflakes in the story, reflected in the eyes, swept away the impetuousness, leaving a cluster of coolness.

"It's a good story, but I think the plum tree should have chosen to stay not for the sake of the bet, nor for the sake of getting other colors, but to accompany the lonely winter."

After listening to her words, Du Ruojin, who was originally intended to comfort her, palpitated, turned her head to look at Mei's relics quietly, felt the faint peaceful aura on her body, and suddenly had more desire to talk, muttered for a while, and said:

"My mother passed away when I was six years old, because she was sick, I was raised by a nurse since I was a child, and the relationship between mother and son was not close, and after she left, I didn't even feel very sad, and I didn't feel that anything was missing."

Yi Yu was a little surprised when he heard him mention his childhood, but he didn't interrupt him, wrapped some of the cloak on his body, turned his head sideways, looked at his side face that was as warm as jade, and listened to his voice with some bitterness:

"When I was older, I saw that other children were pampered by my mother, and I was very envious, so I complained that my deceased mother treated me not closely, and when I really understood things, I realized that my mother also loved me, she was obviously not in good health, and insisted on giving birth to me, and because she knew that she would not live long, she was not close to me...... Lest I would be sad when she was gone—and sure enough, I was not sad then, and I don't even remember what she looked like now. ”

In these words, he did not hide his self-blame and regret, that face, showing remorse and ridicule, in the impression of the jade, Du Ruojin is a gentle gentleman, from the first time at the back door of the school dormitory, he helped them out of the siege, known so far, he always smiles, it seems that there is nothing to bother him, but he doesn't want him to have this appearance.

After Du Ruojin told this knot that had been hidden in his heart for many years, he didn't think that the girl around him, who was more than six years younger than him, would say anything to comfort him, but he was already a lot more relaxed.

"Brother Du," Yi Yu looked into his eyes as he turned his head, frowned, and said:

"Do you think that, normally, a six-year-old child would cry and grief because of the death of an uncommon loved one?"

Du Ruojin was stunned for a moment, subconsciously shook her head, and listened to her continue:

"Do you think, generally speaking, a six-year-old child, after more than ten years, can remember what a child person who is not often seen looks like?"

“......”

Seeing that the negative emotions on his face were all stiffened, Yi Yu stretched out his hand and pointed to the white plum branch under the wall that dew early, and said:

"I think that Mei volunteered to stay in the winter to bloom, and she didn't care about the bet and the colors in the first place, and she didn't understand it, she didn't need to thank her or feel sorry for her in winter. That's her own choice, no one needs to bear it, and no one is qualified to bear it, winter is, and so are you...... Hey, it looks like it's snowing. ”

It was her own choice, and no one needed to bear it, and no one was qualified to bear it.

“... Heh," After a moment of stunnedness, the coldness on the tip of his nose brought him back to his senses, Du Ruojin lowered his head, silently recited her last sentence, and after covering up the complexity of her face, she chuckled, and then raised her head, her eyes became softer and softer, and her eyes were relieved.

He glanced fixedly at Yu Yu, who was looking up at the sky, and looked sideways at the indifferent gaze of the man behind her, remembering the warning at the bachelor's banquet that day, he opened his mouth, and said softly but clearly:

"There are some things that I know are confused, but Du still wants to do them."

Yi Yu was reaching out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, listening to his inexplicable words, and was about to ask, when he heard a familiar low voice behind him:

"Do you think you have a chance?"

Yi Yu hesitated, but turned around, lowered his eyelids, didn't see the cold glint in the eyes of the man in purple clothes and black fur, and bowed while thinking about what he and Du Ruojin were talking about.

"His Royal Highness the King of Wei."

"Du thought that there was still a chance." Du Ruojin also bowed, lowered his head to avoid the eyes that suddenly became dominant, and replied unhurriedly, the respectfulness and detachment shown by Yu Yu, he naturally noticed it.

The same is true for Li Tai. He left the banquet and came here, just to find someone, that day Beiyuan enjoyed the flowers, after the Yu Yu left angrily, he had plans to talk to her again, Lu Zhongzhi's death, let him wait for seven or eight days, patience was almost grinded, and it was rare to have a chance to be alone, but he was the first to go.

Seeing the two of them from a distance, Li Tai's heart was blocked, Du Ruojin's intentional declaration was not enough to provoke him to be angry, compared to this, what made him more unhappy was Yu Yu's alienated attitude.

Li Tai withdrew the gaze that fell on Du Ruojin, landed on his side, straightened his lips, the blue blue in his eyes flashed, and said lightly:

"Come here."

Yi Yu knew that this was calling herself, she was depressed and in a dilemma, on the one hand, she didn't want to listen to him, but Du Ruojin was still standing on the side, and it was not good to lose Li Tai's face.

Seeing her rubbing, Li Tai narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind turned around, and then he spoke, his tone was colder and harder, slightly softened.

"This king has not rested well these days."

"Huh?" As soon as Yi Yu heard this, he immediately raised his head, and through the slowly falling light snow, he didn't care about the dispute in Beiyuan that day, and asked worriedly:

"Is it because you don't sleep well, do you have a headache?"

"Yes."

Yi Yu frowned, I still remember that when Dali Temple tried the case, Li Tai found her once, at that time it was said that if you slept for a long time, you would have a headache, and now you can't sleep well, without Yao Buzhi's guidance, only rely on the medicine on the white silk to detoxify, originally from the secret house when you left to see Li Tai has been safe, and there should be nothing to do, but now she can't say whether the poison of the nightmare is really solved, but what she can be sure of is that once it is not solved, let it exist, there will always be a recurrence, and when the time comes, Li Tai will inevitably suffer from the poison again.

Thinking of this, she only hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Your Highness is free at this time?" She needs to be double-checked to see if she has symptoms.

"I'm going to the Literature Museum."

"Tomorrow, then?"

"There is no need for you to go to the Literature Museum with this king tomorrow."

Yi Yu hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist the worry in his heart, and nodded in response.

This time Du Ruojin stood by in confusion and listened to their conversation, and regardless of whether he understood what the two were talking about, Li Tai just said a few words to "coax away" the Yu Yu, who was still on guard just now, which made him feel that something was wrong, he didn't know what Yu Yu thought, but as a man, he was eighty percent sure that His Royal Highness the King of Wei was taking advantage of her softness.

"Brother Du, I have something to discuss with His Highness, so I'll leave first." Hearing Yi Yu's words, Du Ruojin couldn't open his mouth even if he wanted to, he had a gentle temperament, how could he talk to make her embarrassed, but Yi Yu's next sentence made him smile and raise his lips.

"Look at this snow seems to be going to fall heavily, you are not in good health, it is better not to stay outside, and when this plum blossom is good, I will fold some for you."

"Don't worry, I'm in good health these days, you can get busy," he said, he turned sideways to Li Tai, who was expressionless and his face seemed to be darker, bowed his head, and said:

"Your Highness, you go slowly."

Li Tai glanced at him, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the garden, and Yu Yu hurriedly raised his heels.

Du Ruojin straightened up, through the thin snow curtain, looking not far away, the back of the black fur stopped, and after the petite figure followed, he reached out and buckled the pocket on her cloak on her head, and then continued to walk forward, the two were wrong before and after, the distance between the left and right was not far, a gust of wind and snow blew, blowing on the black fur, and the girl beside him was plain and undyed.

“... That's not good. His soft voice had a rare sense of melancholy.