Updated: 2013-12-04

As soon as Duan Yulan left, the girl who had been following her also left quickly. The room, which was originally filled with all kinds of strange atmospheres, suddenly became silent.

It's quiet, but it's reassuring.

Duan Qingming sat in her seat, quietly looking in the direction outside the door, not knowing what she was thinking.

Although, there was still no sun outside. There was still an icy air.

Looking at the hour, it was almost noon, but because of the gloomy weather, between the heaven and the earth, there was a white expanse, so if it weren't for the hourglass on the table, the fine sand was quietly flowing and making a fine sound, so no one looked at whether it was morning or dusk.

The charcoal stove in the house was still burning quietly, and the incessant flame warmed the breath in the house, and turned the cold air attached to the door into fine and dense water droplets.

The little girl in the house was still busy with people coming and going, orderly and without any sound.

The door of the house is opened and closed from time to time. And those cold airs are even more in and out.

Right now, a little girl named Xiaozhu walked in again. She's here for charcoal. Duan Qingming's eyes were still looking out the window. When she saw Xiaozhu's frozen red face, as well as the ice and snow behind her, Duan Qingming couldn't help frowning slightly-the few heavy snows a few days ago had frozen together with the previous snow, and the snow in the yard was swept away as usual, and the stone road with ice stubble was very slippery, basically, as long as people walked on it, they would slip and slip.

It's been three days since the last snowfall. Moreover, it has reached the end of the year now, and it is the day when the ice and snow are frequent, and the capital is frozen, so Duan Qingming knows that this weather will be cold all the time. Moreover, she had reason to believe that in the next day or two, another heavy snow would fall. So, the weather is not much better at the moment.

In fact, every year now, the weather is so gloomy, gloomy, as if Xu is clouded with a haze, and there is no hope at all.

Duan Qingming thought about it, and when she thought about it, her mind drifted farther away.

She remembers that in her previous life, this year, when she was ten years old, the mountains were covered with ice and snow, and the people were even more displaced and homeless. As a result, the hordes of hungry people starved to death and froze to death in the streets and outside the city. Even the work of cleaning up the corpse was too busy at all. In the end, officers and soldiers had to be sent to help clean up the corpses.

Duan Qingming still remembered that at that time, the person in charge of this matter was the third prince Yan Lingyu.

On that day, in the winter of the Chinese New Year, he ran around to deliver food and clothing to the people. And play the emperor, put grain for disaster relief. However, because of his arbitrary and brutal methods, he offended many people. Duan Qingming was wondering, could it be that Yan Lingyu's early death was caused by the snow in his previous life this year?

You must know that as a prince, his identity is originally delicate, and Yan Lingyu has many enemies, so his death was not unexpected by anyone - at least, it was not unexpected by those who hated Yan Lingyu to the bone......

Duan Qingming also remembered that in her previous life, because of her extreme inferiority, she sat in the deep boudoir and did not go out of the door, and these news were all told to her by Xia Cao'er. However, with the death of Xia Cao'er the following year, Duan Qingming completely became blind and deaf.

Duan Qingming looked out the window, trying to recall the details of her previous life. She vaguely remembers that after Chinese New Year's Eve, the ice and snow became heavier. At that time, snow and hail fell from the sky, destroying many people's houses. And as the snow gets heavier, more and more people lose their homes. In the end, those people either starved to death and froze to death in their own homes, or froze to death in caves. And Yan Lingyu that day. A plan was proposed to incinerate all the bodies.

However, I don't know why, the emperor of that year did not agree to Yan Lingyu's proposal. Duan Qingming struggled to think about it, and it seemed that just after Chinese New Year's Eve, the emperor was seriously ill. Therefore, those ministers did not allow Yan Lingyu to set fire on the grounds that it was not appropriate to burn the corpse and bring these filthy gases to the capital.

Duan Qingming that day didn't think that these hearsay news had anything to do with him. But now that he thought about it, he suddenly remembered that Yan Lingyu's proposal was the most pertinent. Because, if too many people die, there will be a flood of corpses. At that time, it is likely to cause epidemics.

Sure enough, the next year was just the beginning of spring. An epidemic inevitably began to spread. At that time, people's hearts were panicked and in danger everywhere. Even Duan Qingming, who was in the deep boudoir, began to feel the impermanence of life.

After that, there were many things that Duan Qingming either didn't know or didn't remember. The only thing she remembered was that Yan Lingyu tried her best to cure the epidemic, but in the end, she contracted the epidemic. Although, later, it was not life-threatening. However, since that year, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who was as handsome as a celestial, began to suffer from scabies. Until he died of depression, this disease never got better!

Thinking of this, Duan Qingming couldn't help lowering her eyelids. This Yan Lingyu is hateful. However, during this period of time together, he seems to have nothing to stand up to himself, right?

So, if what happened after Chinese New Year's Eve repeats itself, then, should she help Yan Lingyu?

However, since Duan Qingming was reborn, many people and many things have changed. became, which made Duan Qingming wonder, was his previous life a dream, or was it really a reality?

It's just that this suspicion is also untrue. Because, there are many things that are still carried out along the trajectory of previous lives. Therefore, Duan Qingming knew that whether it was in his previous life or in this life, he was a real existence.

So, what about Yan Lingyu?

Will his affairs be repeated in the same way as in his previous life? Or is this snow not going to fall this year? And Yan Lingyu, in the same way, will no longer suffer the suffering he had suffered in his previous life?

Duan Qingming suddenly sighed slightly, only feeling that life is impermanent, only feeling that life is impermanent.

From Yan Lingyu, Duan Qingming suddenly thought of Duan Yu.

In her previous life, she was really not good enough for Duan Yu. That's why he died in the tragic end of the Qinglou, so, what about this life? When Duan Qingming felt that Duan Yu was just a child who didn't understand anything, Duan Yu would often say things that surprised her.

Just now, Duan Yu was deliberately arrested by those people. He even left food for Qiu Ning to bring to Duan Qingming. And when Duan Qingming was always worried about Duan Yu's life and death, I don't know what this conscienceless kid is doing?

Duan Qingming sat quietly in her original seat. Her eyes fell on the covered windowsill. There, it's been cleaned up. But on the windowsill, there was still some remnant snow, thick and thick, covering the entire window lattice.

Duan Qingming watched quietly, and before she knew it, she was out of her mind.

Xia Cao'er and Qiu Ning held hands, and when they both walked out of the house, they happened to see Duan Qingming in a daze.

Duan Qingming sat quietly, pale white clothes, faint light, as if sitting there was not a living person, but a stone sculpture that exuded cold air all over his body.

Duan Qingming's eyes, looking out the window, stood in the perspective of Xia Cao'er and Qiu Ning, and just saw her calm eyebrows, her smooth face, and her pair of eyes that had no brilliance.

Duan Qingming's eyes were as if they were covered with a layer of dark light. Even in the direction of the sunrise, there is no light in the stars, nor the vitality that should be seen.

Seeing Duan Qingming's appearance, Qiu Ning's heart rang with a "Geden".

Qiu Ning knew that the master must be worried about Duan Yu again. She knew that this matter, from beginning to end, was her Qiu Ning's own fault, and it was all her own fault. That's why the master didn't sleep all night, and the master had such a stunned expression...... You know, the slaves and maids who are involved in the master's should be pulled out and killed.