"Please Feng Jieyu instructed, as long as it can be done, Liu Quan must answer with a respectful expression.

Feng Miao understood his difficulty, the emperor was angry at the moment, and Liu Quan didn't dare to agree to the request that was too difficult. She whispered, "Please go to Guangqu Hall for my father-in-law, and tell Mrs. Gao, my winter clothes are all left at home, and I haven't had time to bring them into the palace, so I want to borrow a fur collar from her first, and send the winter clothes in a few days, and then return them to her." ”

This matter is not difficult to do, Liu Quan nodded in response, and led Feng Miao to the mourning hall.

The mourning hall was white, and there were still ashes left behind from the burning on the ground. For three days, the utensils and clothes used by Empress Zhen during her lifetime were all brought here from the Chang'an Palace and incinerated. Xianbei customs believe that what is burned can be delivered to the deceased, so that she will not be lonely.

Feng Miao took a futon, placed it in front of the coffin, and slowly knelt down. His knees were penetrated by the cool air of the Sogo Palace, and his movement was like a pinprick in his head.

Honeysuckle held her on the side, tears rolling in her eyes, "Niangniang, in the middle of the night, no one else will come, let's rest first." Feng Miao just shook her head, "It doesn't matter, I want to send one to Sister Lin." ”

She stared at the large coffin quietly for a long time before she whispered, "Sister Lin, you are still smart, the flowers painted on the paper will never decay." When you go now, he will always remember you, whether he cared about you before or not, and then ...... For the rest of his life, he will never forget you. The candle flickered, and the shy and weak man seemed to still sit across from her, just bowing his head in silence and not saying a word.

The chill of the night slowly came through, and a layer of hoarfrost floated on the green bricks on the ground. Feng Miao hadn't eaten all day, and gradually couldn't support it, her hands and feet were numb from the cold, and when she exhaled and inhaled, the breath she spit out gathered a white mist in front of her mouth and nose, and then slowly dispersed. She went limp, and finally leaned on Honeysuckle's shoulder, her head so heavy that she just wanted to sleep.

Honeysuckle stretched out a pair of slender arms and hugged her, "It's all slaves and maids, slaves and maids should think more, and they shouldn't be deceived by those two old mothers." ”

"It's not your fault," Feng Miao's throat felt like a stalk on a coal, and she could only make a faint sound, "It's someone who has already calculated, even if you don't listen to those two old grandmothers to take care of Sister Lin, they will come up with other ways to force us into a corner." ”

"Mother, you don't want to have anything...... I ......" Honeysuckle's voice became more and more ethereal, and Feng Miao shrank back from her, wanting to borrow a little warmth. But the warmth was so faint that it was not enough to dispel the chill around him. The plain white curtain was distorted and blurred before her eyes, and her eyes were closed heavily.

In the distant depths of the light, A-Niang was waving to her and smiling, "Miao'er, you haven't come back for a long time, your younger brother has grown taller." But as soon as she stretched out her hand, the light went out suddenly.

Honeysuckle seemed to hug her tighter, as if to rub her into the bones, and a heavy sigh came from above her head, and someone was feeding her rice soup. As soon as the warm rice soup fell, my hands and feet, which were stiff from cold and hunger, finally warmed up. Feng Miao wanted to sit up, but the arm around her refused to let go, and as soon as she opened her eyes, the mountain and river patterns on the purple robe jumped into view.

Feng Miao was taken aback, this was not honeysuckle, she looked up, and her high-definition green eyes reflected her pale face at the moment. The shadow of the light outlined his chin, casting the silhouette on his chest. The long eyelashes are like crow's wings, hanging low.

She wanted to break free, but was held down by Gao Huan motionlessly, and a silver fox cloak was tied to his back, and the hanging half just wrapped Feng Miao.

"Why are you here?" Feng Miao was weak and turned her head sideways to avoid the spoonful of rice soup he handed over. Honeysuckle lay on his side, his eyes closed and fell into a deep sleep, presumably stunned by his medicine.

"I'll chant for Empress Zhen." Gao Huan's voice is vast and vast, with a natural mysterious temperament. Holding Feng Miao with one hand and holding a silver spoon in the other, he naturally lowered his head, put his side face on Feng Miao's forehead, paused for a moment, and the corners of his mouth gently stretched, "Fortunately, there is no fever." Otherwise, the rest of your life will be difficult. ”

Feng Miao was embarrassed and stretched out her hand to push him away, "How can you ...... How can you ...... when chanting ...... like this"

Gao Gao Huan laughed softly, "If the ghosts and gods know, how can there be so many grievances in the world that cannot be relieved?" There seems to be compassion in the tone, but there is also a bit of contempt for everything. Feng Miao was stunned, feeling that the person in front of her was becoming more and more mysterious and unpredictable. As a deacon in charge of the rituals of the gods, he bluntly said that he did not believe in ghosts and gods.

"Miao'er, you're so stupid," he sat up straight, the silver spoon stirring gently in the lotus petal celadon bowl, "I actually want to find affection from the emperor." Fathers and sons, brothers, husbands and wives of ordinary families may kill each other for a piece of land, let alone in this supreme and noble place in the world? ”

In his eyes, it seems that there is nothing in the world that is worth cherishing and awe, and everyone is ugly by nature and everything is filthy. Feng Miao didn't like his thoughts, and didn't want to argue with him, so she reached out and pushed him in shame.

"People like you really shouldn't fall into such a sludge-like place." When Gao Gao Huan spoke, he also spoke in a leisurely tone like chanting, "It's a pity that you can't change anything." Like now, you think I'm frivolous and rude, but I can't resist, because I'm stronger than you and can control you, but you can't. ”

Feng Miao was wrapped in the same cloak by him, and he could still vaguely feel his warmth, "Are you here to humiliate me?" ”

"Miao'er, I'm here to teach you," Gao Gao Huan put down the silver spoon, flicked his sleeves, and there was an air-dried osmanthus between his fingers, which was gently inserted into her ear, "I asked you if you wanted to leave, but you chose to refuse." I'm disappointed, but I don't want you to be hurt here. So I'm going to teach you how to survive in the sludge. ”

"Your situation is very bad at the moment, but I have three strategies to teach you, upper, middle, and lower, depending on which one you are willing to learn." He brushed the dust off the ground with his slender fingers, and wrote with water in a small bowl, "The best strategy is to borrow a knife to kill people, the fastest and easiest." Those ladies of famous Han families are not familiar with the rules of establishing a son and killing their mother, and they have more reason to be jealous of the palace maids from low backgrounds but are lucky, as long as those palace maids and imperial doctors who are on trial find a suitable candidate, buy him with money, or intimidate him with his shortcomings, and plant this matter on the Lu family or the Cui family palace concubines, it will be done. ”

When he spoke of these vile calculations, his posture was still high, as if he were talking about a sacred sacrificial ritual. Feng Miao interrupted him without thinking, "I really can't do it if I want to kill an innocent life to get myself out of trouble, you can keep it for yourself and use it well, don't tell me." ”

"Then there is a middle strategy," Gao Huan didn't show the slightest annoyance, and continued, "Wai Wei to save Zhao, although it takes some effort, it is not difficult to do. Send a sum of money to your maid's family as compensation, tell her to commit suicide in fear of sin, and leave an ambiguous suicide note before she dies, leading this matter to Feng Qing and Gao Zhaorong. The Gao family and the Feng family are balanced by each other, and the emperor can't move anyone, so he can only stop it. ”

Feng Miao still just shook her head, she would never do this.

Gao Huan smiled and wrote the last line, as if she had expected her to choose like this, "If you don't want to, then you have to make a decision, and you want to get away with it." This is the hardest to do, and the longest to endure. Find a reason for the emperor not to punish you severely, endure the humiliation and live, and then slowly peel back the cocoon to find out the person who set up this dead situation to harm you. ”

The young lady from the Feng family has been exposed to it since she was a child, and everything she has learned is this. But it was the first time Feng Miao heard such words, and the shock in her heart was difficult to express in words, and she asked in a daze, "What is the reason why you can't punish me severely?" ”

"There is only one reason for this," Gao Gao caressed the side of her face, "and that is your value in the emperor's heart." It could be because of love, or maybe it's because of your usefulness, or simply because of your last name. ”

He took off the silver fox cloak and tied it to Feng Miao, "Miao'er, you are very smart and know how to send a letter to Gao Zhaorong." There are no eternal friends or eternal enemies in the palace, only eternal and unchanging interests. Feng Qing is jealous of you, and the Empress Dowager may also give up on you, but Gao Zhaorong needs to use you to gain a foothold, so she will definitely help you this time. ”

Gao Huan moistened his palms with water, waved his hand on the ground, and all the words he had written just now were erased, and he recited in a low voice, "All love will be rare for a long time." There are many fears in life, and life is in danger of morning dew. From love to worry, from love to fear, if separated from the lover, worry-free and fearless. He leaned down, stared at Feng Miao's eyes and asked, "Miao'er, have you remembered?" ”

Feng Miao repeated the sentence he recited in a low voice, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he remembered his evaluation of Gao Zhaorong, thinking that the message to Gao Zhaorong was known to him, so he would come to the mourning hall at night, so it seems that it is not.

Before dawn, Gao Gao Huan left the mourning hall. When Honeysuckle woke up, Feng Miaozhi asked her to find a way to find something to eat. After waiting for a while, there was a very light footstep behind him. A pair of exquisitely embroidered Shu brocade shoes gently stepped in front of Feng Miao, and without waiting for her to speak, she draped a rabbit fur trim on her.

Gao Zhaorong sighed faintly, and said with a pun, "Why is my sister so careless?" ”

Feng Miao replied, "When the solar term arrives, the weather will naturally change, but I blame that I was not prepared in advance, so I was caught off guard." When this winter is over, there will be no more such things. ”

Both of them are exquisite, and they don't need to explain each other's meanings clearly. Gao Zhaorong asked bluntly, "What do you want me to do?" ”

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