On the second day, after the snow stopped, the palace people in the imperial garden were busy clearing the snow, this side stopped, and immediately there was goose feather heavy snow, and Xiao Luzi wore a big cotton jacket in front of the palace to command, while sighing: "When will this snow stop?" ”

"Xiaoluzi, the charcoal fire in Moqiu Palace should be sufficient, there are many people over there, so you should pay more attention." Yexuan came out with his hands folded, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and frowned.

"Yes, Hooray." Xiao Luzi responded.

The masters in the Moqiu Palace are not afraid of the cold, but they are a little worried about when this weather will stop, Xing'er looked out of the window with tea, "It's really only snowing in the capital, I went all the way yesterday, although I used the transfer method, but there was no trace of snow along the way." ”

"The snow disaster is so serious, the loss of the capital is quite large." Lin Haihai is more worried about people's livelihood, remembering that the snowstorm in China in 08 hurt farmers in several provinces.

"With heavy yin, saturated with water molecules in the air, and cold weather, it doesn't seem like the snow will stop so quickly." Xing'er is more afraid of the cold, so she always holds a cup of hot tea and occasionally takes a sip to warm her body.

Yan Zhu opened the door and walked in, "Night Wind said I wanted to see you." ”

Xing'er turned around, "Then let him in, it's cold, don't be cold." After that, he hurriedly walked to the charcoal stove and added some charcoal, and then pushed the window slightly open on both sides, and there was wind convection.

Night Wind also shrank his head and looked at the door, seeing that so many people were a little scared, and his footsteps were a little stagnant, Yan Zhu pulled him in, and Xing'er said, "Come here, I'll introduce you." After speaking, he stepped forward and pulled him to stand beside him, "This is your Uncle Huang, this is your Uncle Xiaotian, Aunt Xuan, Uncle Shaolun, Aunt Haihai, they are all good people, don't be afraid." ”

"Uncle Huang, hello uncles and aunts." Ye Feng hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and because Ye Che was his imperial uncle, he looked at it a few more times with admiration.

"Feng'er come and sit down, Uncle Huang has something to tell you, you have to be mentally prepared." Ye Che's serious face made Ye Feng a little nervous, and his voice trembled, "What is the matter, Uncle Huang, please tell me." ”

"You were originally the son of Prince Qing, but you were sent to Wudang Mountain because of the fate of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, and Prince Qing has not been able to come out until a few days ago, and he gave birth to a daughter until a few days ago. It's a pity that this daughter is the reincarnation of the enemy, and she deliberately chose a hard time to be born, and as soon as she was born, she tortured your mother, Prince Qing, to death, and put a poisonous curse to make all the people in the royal family suffer from the poisonous curse and die, and now your father Prince Wang Qing has fallen ill. ”

"My mother is dead?" Night Wind's head exploded, "But I haven't seen her yet." The first thing he thought of was that he had never seen his mother in his life, and when he used to miss it, he always thought that it would be good to have a lot of opportunities in the future, and it would be good to secretly go back to see them from afar after going down the mountain, but now, can I still see them? No, the concubine is dead, but he has never seen the woman who gave him life in his life, and I wonder if she is as loving and gentle as someone else's mother?

Such a sentence made the people present sad for a while, this child is not without parents, but he never sees each other, it is not that he does not miss, and he is helpless to miss.

"You've seen it, every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, they will go to the tea shed at the foot of Wudang Mountain to see you, and let people bring you moon cakes, you may not have paid attention to them, but you must have seen them." Long Yingxuan said pityingly.

Night Wind's face was shocked again, is it them? I remember that every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he and his brothers ran down the mountain, always sweating, and then drank a bowl of tea in the tea shed, August and autumn tigers, steaming, all the way down always soaked, and on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I would always see a couple waiting for something in the pavilion of the tea shed, watching them from afar, but never stepping forward, never speaking.

The next day they were gone, but the next year they came again for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I remember one time he went up to them and asked them what they were waiting for, and the lady stared at him, "We are waiting for our son, waiting for him to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together." But every time, I saw the two of them alone, and the son never appeared.

But the son they were waiting for was he? I see each other every year, but I don't dare to recognize each other every year, once I recognize each other, can I still give up that feeling? Can mother and son still be separated?

Even though Night Breeze was a strong young man, he still couldn't help but burst into tears and was overwhelmed with grief, "I want to see my father, okay?" ”

"I'll give you a charm, you take it with you, this charm will temporarily dissipate your evil spirit, it won't hurt your father, but you can't stay for a long time, the expiration date of this charm is an hour, you must come back within an hour, otherwise your father's health will get worse and worse." Xing'er's palm conjured a spell and handed it to Nightwind. Night Wind took it and looked at Xing'er in horror, "What are you asking me to come back for?" He was vaguely aware of what, why did he let him come back if his evil spirit would hurt his father?

"You alone can restrain your sister." Xing'er glanced at him and knew that he was a child of great affection, but the current situation was critical, if he didn't come to restrain Luo Yini, he was afraid that more things would happen.

Shaking the royal family is equivalent to shaking the foundation of a country, once something happens to Yexuan, the court will have many troubles, and when the situation is out of control, it will only cheapen people with ulterior motives.

"You want me to kill my sister?" The spell in Night Wind's hand fell to the ground, and his face was incredulous.

"No, it's just for you to reduce the evil energy on her." Long Yingxuan picked up the charm on the ground, placed it in his hand again, and said lightly.

"Really?"

"Yes, really." Long Yingxuan turned his head to Xing'er and said, "You go with him, when the time comes, you must pull him back, otherwise his evil spirit will hurt Prince Qing." ”

"Well, let's go after breakfast."

"I don't eat it, I can't eat it." The voice of the night wind was a little choked, sitting on the chair in a daze, looking at the charm in his hand, his heart was at a loss, how could this be, he would rather still be in Wudang Mountain, still dreaming of seeing each other in the future, but now that he is home, he can see each other, but the mother concubine is dead, so will he never see her again in this life? The lady who sat in the pavilion looked at him with a gentle and loving look in her eyes, his mother.

"Don't be like this, be strong." Ye Che put his arm on his shoulder, "Uncle Huang will be by your side no matter what." ”

He raised his head and looked at Ye Che, with tears in his eyes, "Uncle Huang, thank you!" ”

"Fool, don't be sad, be strong, your father is still waiting for your protection, you are a man, you have to be responsible."

"I know, I will protect my father." Night Wind's eyes gradually became resolute, and he couldn't escape the responsibility that the Son of Man had to fulfill.

The snow was flying, Xing'er led the night wind into the carriage, all the way out of the east gate of the palace and went straight to the palace of Prince Qing on East Street. Jingshi does not belong to the northerner city, and there has never been such a heavy snow in previous years, so the people of the capital have begun to be short of warm clothes and daily necessities.

The carriage ran over the street and made a lonely sound, the coachman wrapped himself in a blanket and raised his whip, the weather was cold, the horses ran fast when they were in pain, and the whining wind whistled through the carriage, and it was lonely.

There were white lanterns hanging outside Prince Qing's mansion, white couplets were posted in front of the door, and the people guarding the door also went in to avoid the wind and snow, Xing'er pulled the copper ring and slapped it desperately, and after a while, someone came to open the door.

"Madam, my lord is not a guest." Xing'er has never come, and the subordinates don't recognize her, but they only think she is an ordinary noblewoman, and they come to visit and greet her.

"I'm Long Xing'er, come and see the prince's illness." She showed her name, who in the whole Great Yan didn't know that Long Xing'er was the current Queen Mother? Sure enough, as soon as she said it, the subordinate immediately knelt down and saluted: "The slave knocked on the Queen Mother, I don't know that the Queen Mother Phoenix is missing the arrival of the Queen Mother, and the crime deserves death!" ”

"You don't have to kneel, the cold on the ground may hurt your knees, get up." Xing'er went straight in, and Night Wind hesitated for a moment, and followed suit, but as soon as he entered the gate, he stood still, this is his home? Large and gorgeous, the flowers and trees all over the garden have withered, only dead branches remain, and a cold wind blows, shaking the snowflakes all over the body.

A long path leads straight to the main hall, and on the left side is an arch, and the white lanterns inside can be vaguely seen, and the night wind is sad, and the tears in the eyes are condensed and unwilling to fall.

"Go, go to your father." Xing'er patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be like this, you have a lot of responsibility, and the whole family is counting on you." ”

"Aunt Huang, I'm fine." He reached out and wiped his face indiscriminately, "Let's go." ”

Xing'er's subordinate who closed the door said, "Take us to the prince." The next person's face was sad, "The prince has been sick since the princess left, and yesterday he was infected with wind and cold, and today he is bedridden." I invited the imperial doctor out of the palace, and the imperial doctor prescribed a few pairs of medicines and ordered people to fry them, but I was afraid that this would be drinking the medicine. ”

"It's okay, lead the way." After more than a year of wandering in the rivers and lakes, Xing'er is not used to the etiquette of the royal family, and she will not go to the palace or anything at every turn, she speaks straightforwardly and acts chicly.

The servant answered, and led the stars and the night wind to the arch on the left, and there were white lanterns all the way, and the cold wind was fierce, blowing over the potted plants on the ground and lying in a mess, and there were two lanterns in the corridor that were crumbling.

A few subordinates were in Prince Qing's room, and a burst of Chinese medicine smelled out, and Xing'er began to feel sick to her stomach, and what she was most afraid of was drinking bitter medicine. But the night breeze smelled the smell of medicine and felt sad.

Xing'er and Nightwind walked in and said to their subordinates, "You stand down first." The subordinate who followed Xing'er said, "Let's all go out, let's go." ”

One of the maids put down the medicine bowl, and Fufu went out, and several others followed suit, and the servants closed the door and waited outside.

Prince Qing was a little confused, he just fell asleep, his face was haggard, his beard and hair were gray, and he looked like an old man in his sixties and seventies.

Yefeng picked up the medicine, sat in front of his bed and helped him up, let him half lean on himself, and then slowly fed the medicine to his mouth, he was a practitioner, his body temperature was higher, Prince Qing leaned on his body and gradually felt a trace of warmth, he tried his best to open his eyes, but his mind was always in a daze.