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The snow flies like a waterfall in the wax moon, and the excitement of the New Year can not drive away the invasion of severe cold, and the palaces have increased braziers and stoves, which make the charcoal fire shine more intense than the candlelight.

In the dusty pavilion shrouded in warmth, Su Shiyun was teasing Yi Chenjing, the seventh prince who had just woken up from her sleep, and she laughed as soon as the child smiled, gentleness was better than warm spring. The imperial concubine who was holding the third prince next to her looked at her from time to time, her sneaky eyes were complex and changeable, but the expression on her face was almost flattering, but it was always the same.

"In the end, you are still blessed, sister, look at the eyebrows and eyes of the Seventh Prince, and the emperor are carved out of the same mold, this is the real biological flesh and blood!"

Su Shiyun smiled faintly, and didn't look at the face of the imperial concubine, and her calm tone seemed to be casual: "Which prince in the palace is not the emperor's biological flesh and blood?" The imperial concubine said this in the dust Xuan, and she must not go outside to talk nonsense, so as not to cause trouble. ”

"Oops, look at my mouth, there's always no door." The imperial concubine twitched herself lightly, seeing that Su Shiyun didn't care, her eyes rolled, and she lowered her voice again, "Sister, don't blame me for gossiping, don't you think there is a problem with the five princes on Concubine Shu's side?" Although there are some emperors' shadows in detail, their personalities and body bones are different from those of other princes; Besides, all the old maids who were in charge of delivering the baby when Concubine Shu gave birth were sent out of the palace by the emperor for various reasons, which inevitably made people suspicious. ”

Most people think that Concubine Shu is just a "fake mother" who raises children for others, but Yi Huaiyu's father is real, which is nothing more than Yi Chenxuan being Yi Huaiyu's illegitimate son, and I have never heard of Yi Chenxuan's suspicion that Yi Chenxuan was not born to Yi Huaiyu.

Su Shiyun straightened up and laughed: "Why does the imperial concubine like these gossip about chewing the root of her tongue?" If the fifth prince was not the emperor's flesh and blood, how could the emperor spoil him like that? The nine sons of the dragon are still different, not to mention these princes and princesses? Like or not, I can't do evidence of those rumors at all. ”

The imperial concubine was choked half to death by Su Shiyun's words that were neither soft nor hard, and smiled awkwardly, and the two lumps of flesh on her face were extremely stiff. Su Shiyun has a gentle temperament and doesn't like to compete, and it is not easy to provoke her curiosity, but the imperial concubine did not give up, she knows that another topic is equivalent to a trump card, which will definitely attract Su Shiyun's attention.

"Alas, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the palace is getting quieter and quieter, and even your dust gathering is no longer as lively as it used to be." Pretending to sigh with emotion, the imperial concubine touched her cheeks with fat powder, and her tone was full of injustice, "Recently, the emperor doesn't know what to do, and the seven princes leave the table in the middle of the 100-day banquet, why don't you be more pampered and alienate your sister?" However, the Huanqing Palace is warm every day, and the emperor has stayed there for the sixth day one after another, it seems that it is not the new people laughing and the old people crying, but the new people and the old people crying together! ”

As the imperial concubine expected, Su Shiyun really stagnated, and the flat smile on her face gradually lost.

Is it a good thing or a bad thing for Queen Sima Tulan to be favored again? Su Shiyun didn't want to see Sima Tulan live a life of grievances, but when Yi Huaiyu really put her energy into Sima Tulan again, she still couldn't escape sadness in her heart.

He said that he only loves her one in this life, but now? It's not a group of wives and concubines that can be described.

It is understandable that the emperor has three palaces, six courts, and hundreds of beauties, and it is understandable that Yi Huaiyu wants to use this relationship to control Dayao and even the forces of other countries, but understanding is one thing, and feelings are another, no matter how Su Shiyun persuaded herself not to be too selfish, every time she heard that he had favored someone again, she couldn't stop feeling sore after all.

As soon as you enter the deep palace, you don't have to fall in love, and you have to hurt people's hearts.

"It's not easy to be the emperor to rule the world, my sister should be more considerate and considerate of the emperor, she is also a concubine, Shiyun thinks that as long as the emperor is healthy and the wind and rain are smooth, this is enough." Still softly blocking the imperial concubine's mouth, Su Shiyun continued to laugh and tease Yi Chenjing, and without waiting for the imperial concubine to speak, Tao Shihai stepped into the room first.

"Imperial Concubine Ann, respect Concubine Niangniang. The slave came to say a word for the emperor, tonight in the Huanqing Palace, I just came to see Concubine Jing Niangniang and the Seventh Prince, the weather is cold and the night is long, please rest early. ”

Su Shiyun smiled and didn't speak, her distracted gaze quietly stayed between Yi Chenjing's clear eyebrows.

No matter how long the night is, how can there be a lifetime of time? No matter how cold the weather is, how can there be a lonely heart in the deep palace?

A person can't warm his heart in the end.

The cold and long night was tormented in the emptiness and despair of many people, before dawn, Yi Huaiyu finished washing and tea, and went directly from Huanqing Palace to catch up with the morning court, and as soon as he went out, he knew that it was snowing heavily outside, covering the sky.

"Tao Shihai, find someone to inform the national teacher, don't let the princes go to the school to study in the cold and snowy today, and study in the palace separately."

"The emperor can rest assured, when the snow is heavy, Shen Guoshi has always forbidden the princes to go out, and last night when the ground just saw the snow piling up, the servants had already sent people to the palaces to inform them." Tao Shihai bowed and replied.

Nodding his head and taking a breath of hot air into his palm, Yi Huaiyu took the robe handed by Sima Tulan, and left without any other words. Sima Tulan watched Yi Huaiyu leave with an expressionless face, just like a few days ago.

Outsiders thought that the master of Huanqing Palace had ushered in grace again, but only she knew in her heart that this was not a good thing, but the beginning of another turmoil, and the taste between her and Yi Huaiyu had already changed, and she could not go back to the past. Every night, he lay beside her, and even the slightest snort could be heard at a close distance, but they did not communicate at all, as if they were strangers—he did not touch her, and she did not allow him to touch her.

Yi Huaiyu was just imprisoning her, locking her firmly in a way that was enviable to outsiders, and domineeringly declaring his ownership of her.

Sima Tulan suddenly sneered, she and he both understood that she could not be imprisoned, if she wanted to spread her wings and fly away. It's a pity that she can't fly away, refuses to fly away, and is always reluctant to give everything to the man who loves him for half his life, even if he is so contradictory, suffers from gains and losses, and never talks about love, but is used to taking everything he wants as his own.

The curvature of her lips did not fall, and when she turned around, Sima Tulan saw a yellowed paper umbrella behind a dead tree not far away, and the young man under the umbrella smiled with difficulty, and the thin figure was still so lonely and lonely.

Shen Junfang was afraid of implicating Sima Tulan, so he took the initiative to resign from the task of teaching the prince's homework in Huanqing Palace a few days ago, but he would always be unable to help but go around the Huanqing Palace, waiting silently in the corner where no one was paying attention, and when he was lucky, he could look at her from a distance, knowing that she was safe and sound, and he could sleep peacefully that night; When he was unlucky, he couldn't see each other until the lights went out in the palace, and that night, he could only return disappointed and sleepless.

Love is a poison that is hard to quit even if you exhaust everything.

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