Shoukang Palace, as the queen mother's bedroom, is naturally not small. Pavilions, strange flowers and plants are just as many. However, the Queen Mother worships the Buddha, and the most planted in the garden is all kinds of bamboo, which is evergreen all year round, which makes this Shoukang Palace look vibrant.

Through the winding corridor, the slave was led to a small pavilion. The room was small but very chic. A screen of fairies offering pearls was placed at the door, a vermilion carpet was spread on the floor, and a stove was lit all around. It's not like winter, it's more like spring, it's warm and pleasant.

The slave had only sat down for a moment, and Aunt Fang came in with her clothes.

"The road is slippery on a snowy day, how can the girl be so careless." Fang Gu looked at the cloth towel wrapped around the slave's forehead, and said worriedly, "What if there is a scar? ”

The slave smiled, "It's not a big deal, let's change my clothes for me first." ”

When I met the Queen Mother, it was already half an hour later. The slave folded his hands on his lower abdomen, stood up straight, and waited quietly outside the hall for the transmission. After a while, someone picked up the curtain, and a scent of sandalwood suddenly came to the face, and the high-pitched voice of the eunuch came from inside, "Miss Lu Si-"

After the words fell, the slave straightened his clothes again and walked into the hall with small steps. The hall is covered with a carpet of red phoenixes and peonies, which separates the coldness of the floor, and it is soft and warm when you step on it. The dark yellow curtain next to him hung down to the ground, and there were nine copper bells tied to the curtain every ten steps, which looked very majestic and made people a little breathless.

The slave sat on the top and knelt down slowly in front of the Queen Mother, who had made the woman to the extreme, "The courtiers meet the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother is happy and happy, and you will be blessed with Jin'an!" ”

"Get up, give me a seat." A somewhat lazy voice came from above. The slave got up slowly, bowed his head and obediently retreated to the seat at the end of the left side and sat down.

The people of the General's Mansion arrived early in the morning, and Li sat on the lower right side of the Queen Mother, she was wearing a purple and red golden lotus dress today, and she was wearing a lotus hairpin wrapped around the golden silk on her head, and the clouds were long Su Jin swayed, graceful and elegant without losing her nobility.

Li glanced at the slave and said to the Queen Mother with a smile, "The fourth girl is young and doesn't understand the rules, so please don't blame the Queen Mother if she is late." ”

Hearing this, the slave hurriedly got up and knelt down, "It's really snowy and slippery, the courtiers accidentally fell on their foreheads and dirty their clothes, I'm afraid it's too late to lose their manners in front of the palace." The courtiers are guilty, and they neglected the queen mother's summons, and ask the queen mother to forgive her sins! ”

"I saw that everyone else got off the sedan chair and ran in the snow alone, and Furou saw that she was really pitiful, so she went to help her." Fu Rou, who was in the arms of the Queen Mother, called the Imperial Grandmother softly, so that the Queen Mother's heart melted, she pinched Fu Rou's little face, turned her head to look at the slave and said, "When did the mourning family say that they would blame you?" Not only will the mourners not blame you, but they will reward you. ”

The slave looked up flattered.

"Furou has always been spoiled, and today she left the palace people and ran away by herself, if it weren't for you, I don't know how many incidents this little girl would have had." Although the Queen Mother blamed Furou in her mouth, her eyes were smiling, and she said, "Your child is very polite, and he deserves to be her daughter." ”

The light in Li Yuzhi's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the other Lu Mansion people present all had his thoughts in their hearts. Wei Nu'er, a concubine, a person who was originally dispensable in the General's Mansion, was the only young lady who was rewarded except for the Lu Yinhua sisters.

"Fourth sister, don't thank you yet." Lu Yinhua looked at the slave with a gentle smile.

The queen mother's mouth should mean her mother, I heard that her mother came out of the palace and was raised under the queen mother's knees. The slave lowered his head and secretly wondered, and was reminded by Lu Yinhua before he came back to his senses and kowtowed to thank him.

Until noon, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and the snowflakes fell to the ground and accumulated on the eaves, and the whole city was in a strange white.

Everyone sat around the Queen Mother for two hours, the words were short, and occasionally the Queen Mother would laugh a few words, and everyone would cooperate with a slight laugh, and the atmosphere was also very harmonious. Later, the Queen Mother was a little tired, so she gave a box of snacks and sent it back, and in the end, only Lu Yinhua was left to speak alone.

When he withdrew from the hall, the slave searched everywhere but did not see Fang Gu's figure, so he had to walk alone at the end and go out of Shoukang Palace alone. I have to say that the palace is really big, and the snow in Shengjing is also very heavy, but the ground has been covered with a thick layer of snow for half a day. From a distance, it was all white, and I couldn't tell the way to it. The slave hesitated, and walked towards the side from memory.

In fact, people are like this many times, when they can't distinguish the direction, they mistakenly choose the wrong path and meet people they shouldn't meet. From the beginning, it was wrong.

The slave was small, and he struggled through the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The snow has not stopped, there is already a thin layer of snow falling on her shoulders, she looks at the sky, she wonders if she will be buried in this vast snow before she reaches Zhu Yunlou. In the years since she can remember, she has hated, resented, and fallen into a desperate situation. But she was never afraid. But at this moment, alone in this huge palace, she is alone here, let the wind and snow blow, she is so small, so fragile. It was the first time she felt helpless.

At this moment, how much she misses her mother's warm embrace, misses Xiaoyi, and misses the once warm home. But she had already lost, lost everything. The slave crouched down on her knees, buried her head between her legs, and let the cold snow soak through her body.

Suddenly, the snow stopped, and no snow fell on her. The snow on the ground reflected a blurred shadow. The slave looked up slowly, and a boy stood straight beside her, dressed in a pale teal robe and holding a plum-bone umbrella in his hand. The plum bone umbrella covered most of her, and the boy's body also shielded her from the wind and snow.

Nu'er looked at him stupidly, this was the best-looking boy she had ever seen, with a handsome face, blue clothes, very clean. He had a faint smile on his face, not alienated and indifferent. He was like a beam of light that suddenly illuminated the black area of the slave's life, and she couldn't wait to pursue this light.

"Girl, you're covered in wind and snow, beware of getting cold." The boy said softly that he was gentle, a gentleness that the slave had never seen in his life. He held out his hand to her, and the slave looked at him steadily, and handed it out with a divine hand.

"Who are you?" Nu'er asked.

The boy was half a head taller than her, and he reached out to pat the snow off his body for Nu'er, and said lightly, "Dongli Yuyang." Nu'er froze in place, and when she reacted again, Dongli Yuyang had already stuffed the plum bone umbrella into her hand and walked a long way. The cyan figure gradually disappeared into the white of Sheng Jing.

"Dongzato Yuyang ......" Nu'er muttered as she remembered the boy, the one who covered her from the snow when she was most helpless.