The Queen Mother, the saint was too sad and couldn't afford to get sick, and the white mourning cloth and a night of snow turned the capital into a white city.

When Yu Zichen pushed the door into the room, he happened to meet Shangqing Rang's eyes, and saw that her makeup and hair were the same as yesterday, and there was no trace of movement on the bed, "You haven't slept all night?" ”

"Aren't you too." Qing Rang's heart was very chaotic, he went out after he came back from the Hou Ye's Mansion yesterday, and he didn't come back until now, not that he was worried about Yu Zichen, but he felt that the world was going to be chaotic, and his thoughts were a little complicated.

Yu Zichen walked straight to the bed, he had been running all night, his body was already tired, he took off his shoes and fell into the bed.

Qing Rang saw that he looked like he had fallen asleep, and she was a little annoyed in her heart, after all, she was afraid that he had fallen asleep without saying a word this night, and sat at the head of the bed to ask something, but looking at his slightly frowning brows, she knew that he had worked hard all night, and Qing Rang just sighed after all.

"Don't be cranky, I'll talk to you when I get some sleep." Yu Zichen's voice was confused, and Qing Rang couldn't tell whether he was awake or talking in a dream.

Yu Zichen slept more and more deeply, Qing Rang also felt a little sleepy, lasted all night, and was inexplicably relieved when she saw him, she yawned, and saw that the chaise longue was facing the window, although it was closed, she was afraid that it would leak, she was afraid of the cold, and the warmest thing in the room was the bed.

Qing Rang thought that he was asleep anyway, so he got up after lying down for a while, took off his shoes and fell on the edge of the bed, shrunk and slept next to each other, and fell asleep after a while, and this short time was actually noon, she was the only one on the bed when she woke up, and there was a white mourning dress on the hanger next to the bed.

"Let's get dressed when we wake up, we need to go to the palace." Yu Zichen walked out of the cabinet, he had already changed into a mourning dress, and his expression had already recovered.

Qing Rang slept a little dazed, remembering the events before and after, her face was only red, seeing that Yu Zichen had no intention of leaving, she whispered: "I want to change my clothes......"

"I'm embarrassed that I didn't see you when I went straight into my arms."

Qing Jean slept deeply, and he didn't have a little impression of what he did when he slept, but when he woke up, he did sleep from the outside of the bed to the inside of the bed, "I thought there was a hand warmer next to me." She got up and picked up her clothes and walked to the cabinet, and if he didn't go, he would change her.

Yu Zichen grabbed her, "The stove in the cabinet has long been extinguished, you change it here, I'll wait for you outside." ”

When Qing Rang came out after changing her clothes, she saw a white world, the snow covered the roof and the earth, the flowers and plants were all white, and the eaves had been hung with a white mourning cloth, so white and quiet, she looked at the people standing in the courtyard, the white back with long hair draped, and the posture of standing with the snow falling like an immortal, but she knew that as long as he turned back, he would reveal that unfathomable expression, he was such a person who was half angel and half demon.

But whether his nature is good or evil, if it is good, who has turned him into evil, and if it is evil, for whom does that half of the goodness exist.

Yu Zichen looked back at her, "Why are you stunned, let's go." ”

He stretched out his hand, reached out to her, she stretched out his hand, reached out to him, he had such a desperate temptation, which she had not noticed before, and now she was so easily lost to her mind.

Yu Zichen didn't know Qing Rang's thoughts, he only thought that she was worried about the current situation, and clenched her cold hand in the hope of being too warm, "Don't worry, at least there is good news for you, your father is here in Beijing!" ”

"Really!" Qing Rang exclaimed with surprise on his face.

Even though she let go of his hand, the smile like a winter day was so warm that it made him happy, just like the first time she saw him.