In October, the imperial capital of Yaoguo is still shining brightly, but the north of the river thousands of miles away has been covered with snow, and the cold wind is running away, blowing down a tree of plums.

"The weather is getting cooler, Mrs. should also add a piece of clothing, there are no people around here who are very desolate, in case you get a cold or something, it is difficult to invite Langzhong." The old nun in plain clothes put his coat on the woman under the plum tree, and her kind face was a little smiling, "In February, it will be the root of the year, and these days the poor nun wants to go outside for a walk, if you can get a few money and incense to buy a piece of clothing for your wife." It's been four years in the blink of an eye, and you see, the clothes that Madame brought with her when she came have faded. ”

The woman tightened her shirt, bowed slightly to thank the old nun, and lost her mind a little when her cold fingertips swiped the embroidery on her clothes.

The bottom material of this coat comes from the distant Pingzhou, the most tough and dense, but unfortunately it is finally dyed and embroidered with patterns, and the color will fade after a long time, just like the old pearl yellow, the delicate face of the past is not there.

"Seeing that the weather is going to snow, and the yard doesn't need to be cleaned every day, Mrs. will go back to the room to rest when you walk around, and the poor nun will cook some porridge and side dishes."

When the old nun left, only the woman who spoke few words was left in the huge courtyard, and her eyes were full of depression, and her heart was empty. In fact, this is not the case in the past few years. In the distance, there is no troubles in the world, but there is no warm-hearted person to accompany you, loneliness is always inevitable, but since it is your own choice, it is uncomfortable and you have to endure it.

If he had gone away that year, would there have been children around his knees now?

As if frightened by her absurd thoughts, the woman shook her head and smiled bitterly, a touch of grace and beauty shocked the vastness of the world, and another plum blossom that had not withstood the wind and frost fell from the branch on the cloth.

The lady who once walked in the palace to enjoy the glory and wealth, and now the coarse tea and light rice are accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern all day long, who would have thought of such a gap. Although Su Yan regrets that she is now alone and unaccompanied, she does not regret it, and when she learned that the emperor and the empress had a pair of children, she was the happiest person.

"I heard that there is a Bodhisattva who sends a child in Xuezhong Mountain in Jiangbei Province, but it is located in a remote place, and ordinary people can't stand the cold."

Four years ago, because the harem concubines had no intention of saying a word when chatting, Su Yan chose to go away, although she knew that this would make Bai Qige sad, she still resolutely said goodbye, she has been looking at the pair from hate to love and finally know each other The dragon and phoenix, know best how much Bai Qige wants to have a child, plus some things make her troubled, the inaccessible Xuezhong Mountain Ciyun Nunnery in Jiangbei has become her foothold for the next four years.

Picking up the fallen plums and stacking them under the tree, Su Yan looked up at the vast sky, and couldn't help but think of the man who always appeared in his heart.

She didn't know him, only his name, and knew that there was delicacy and tenderness beneath his seemingly indifferent exterior.

"Don't give up. Childe's name is special, and it sounds heartwarming. ”

"Don't you leave it?"

"Hmm."

Ordinary women who do not desire to have a wishful husband for a lifetime. She Su Yan is no exception, just because she understands too well that Yi Chenjing can't tolerate anyone other than Bai Qige in her heart, so she wisely chose to back down, but she didn't want to, this concession and indifference inadvertently entered the eyes of another person.

At that time, I had only known him for two or three days, and at first I always felt that this person's temperament was a little colder, and when it was more exposed, he lightly handed over a coat with body temperature, and then realized that he was a meticulous and caring person...... He is also a very courageous person.

In the loneliness, he always remembered the memories of the past, tightened his neckline, Su Yan put down the broom covered with snow and stood in the court, and took a breath of hot air with his palm, and the white light mist slowly rose.

"Cold."

His ears vaguely echoed his low question, it was when Yi Chenjing and Bai Qige set out to fight against the Horohe Khanate, and she and Concubine Jing were chased by the killer to hide in Tibet, only he noticed that she was shivering, and only he silently handed over his shirt to drive away the cold for her. After the general escorted Concubine Jing out of the small village, Su Yan did not choose to go with them, but hid until only Su Buqi was left outside the deserted house.

"You didn't leave."

"Su Gongzi has already guessed it." Facing Su Buqi, who looked calm, Su Yan blushed slightly, and couldn't tell whether he was shy or ashamed, "I want to meet His Royal Highness and Sister Qige, and I hope that Su Gongzi can take me without bothering......"

"That's how you want to see him."

Su Yan still remembers Su Buyi's expression at that time, the sword eyebrows on her delicate face were slightly furrowed, and a pair of Danfeng blue eyes looked straight at her, not at all evasive, but vaguely displeased. Su Yan was already introverted and shy, and it was natural for him to blush when he was stared at like this, but what if he turned his head to avoid his gaze. I still felt his sight, so I realized that this person was really bold and not polite.

Su Buqi didn't seem to intend to listen to her answer, and after asking, he got on his horse, bowed slightly and stretched out his hand to her, against the sun, as beautiful as an ice sculpture.

"Come with me."

She was overjoyed, blushing and handing over her hand, and sat down behind him with anticipation.

Come with me, he'd said that to her three times.

For the first time, she only regarded it as an invitation to ride with him and didn't think much about it, and she didn't notice his gentle care on the outside and hot on the inside along the way, and she was full of anxiety just for the person who had never been interested in her, until one day, a man with the same mysterious blue eyes as him came to his side, half jokingly sighed.

"Mrs. Su is special for not giving up, he has never been so gentle with other women."

At that moment, he realized that he only had some expressions when facing her, and he was always indifferent to others.

The cold wind was a little harder, and it seemed that there was indeed going to be a heavy snowfall, and when he put his hand back to his side, he accidentally touched something on his waist, which made Su Yan panic for a while, and he almost squatted down in a hurry to pick up in the snow. The smooth snow surface showed a row of messy marks, and a touch of emerald green appeared in front of me, and the nervous heart was finally put back in the stomach.

The only relative passed away, leaving her only this jade pendant to think about, looking at it in the dead of night, she would always think of her sister Su Rao, who died tragically, and occasionally think of Su Bu because of this.

Is the jade pendant that belongs to her still hanging on his waist? Did he cherish it? Four years later, he is still as gentle with her as he was back then. Or, because of her ruthless insistence, don't be angry and angry and turn to someone else.

Sudden trivial thoughts filled Su Yan's mind, and with a shake of his hand, the jade pendant he had just picked up fell back into the plain white snow, followed by two large drops of clear tears.

When I think of him, my heart aches.

"I'll send you to the palace gate."

"Take care."

"I've been looking for you for a long time, I just want to see you."

"When I come back, I will take you out of the palace and marry you."

Every word he said was hidden in his heart, and every expression he said was engraved in his eyes, and he remembered that year outside the chaimen, in the bleak and cold, he lowered his head and kissed his cheek, snorting and looking close, as if she already belonged to him, and could already rush into the warm and safe arms at all costs.

Because he was afraid, he was timid and retreated.

I'm afraid that this is just a vain dream, and in the end it will be empty and ridiculous.

The sky is falling with light snow, the inaccessible nunnery is cold and silent, and in the rolling red dust, who knows that someone somewhere is crying like rain, silent. It seems that the figure of who he chased in those years is desperately alive, and he has to make that person happy if he is wronged, muddy, and wasted, and then he thinks of someone Wen Cun and wants to turn back, and there is no way back.

"The meal is cooked, come in and drink some hot porridge to warm up, oops, what's going on. Come on, the snow is cold and you can't get sick,"

Lao Ni wanted to ask Su Yan to eat with a tray, but he saw a weak woman squatting in the snow in the ice and snow, so he hurriedly threw the tray and hurriedly stepped forward to help, only to find that Su Yan had cried so much that he had no strength.

"Alas, don't blame the poor Nido, Madame always says that you want to cut your hair to become a nun, but how can you enter my pure Buddha door before you are in the dust. According to the poor nun, if the lady thinks that the man is still in good health, it is better to pack up some dishes and go to him as soon as possible, whether it succeeds or not, at least it is a result. Love parting, can't beg, the suffering of life is the easiest to derive from the demons, seeing that the lady's health is getting worse, the poor nun is really distressed,"

"It's too hard for the teacher again, Su Yan just can't think about it for a while." He smiled recklessly, tears were still in the corners of his eyes, and his mood was no longer as turbulent as just now. Su Yan picked up the jade pendant and hung it back on his waist carefully, gently rubbed his fingers that were red from cold, and his expression was a little trance: "The master doesn't accept me as a disciple, only let me lead the practice, and I also understand that my six impure roots can't enter the Buddha's gate." But if you want to find him, it's not as simple as talking. As Mrs. Shi knows, Su Yan is married, although he is not broken, he has the name of his wife, and he is a person who is cleaner than this snow, I ......"

Su Yan sighed and didn't continue, his thinner and thinner body couldn't help but shiver slightly, thinking of the gap between himself and Su Buqi, even his heart was cold.

an abandoned woman, a hermit who seems to be elegant and elegant; One is vulgar and vulgar, and the other is comparable to a dusty immortal; One eyes are dusty and do not see sincerity, and the other heart is like ice and snow without dust......

After all, I still feel that I am not worthy of him.

Seeing that Su Yan was chaotic and unhappy, the old nun couldn't persuade him for a while, shook his head and sighed, picked up the broken dishes and went back to serve the meal.

If a person is so paranoid, who can persuade him. Su Yan herself also understands that such a stubborn temperament is easy to make people embarrassed, in the past, if you encounter such a situation, you always have to follow others, but only this thing is not good, she wants a life and a couple, what she wants is a life and death, and if there are impurities, it is not as good as the ends of the world, and the three lives are gone.

"I really can't imagine what kind of beautiful person is worthy of him." Thinking stupidly, he couldn't help but say what was in his heart, Su Yan was taken aback by his clumsy behavior, stunned for a moment, and then shook his head laughingly.

Who said she was an honest person. It is really rude to be in the pure land of Buddhism and think about the love of those children.

The stronger the wind and snow, the whistling sound passed through the hair and brushed the earlobes, the hula was so noisy that he couldn't really hear anything, Su Yan wanted to enter the nunnery when he suddenly heard someone talking outside the courtyard, thinking that there should be no passers-by in the barren mountains and mountains, there had been a thief "visiting" before, and his heart was scared, and then he thought about the old nun in the house who was only powerless, and had to take a few steps forward with courage, holding the broom tightly in his hand.

"Who's outside. This is Ciyun Nunnery, there is nothing valuable, if you don't want to go through the empty door, please go back,"

At her shouting, the sound outside the door really stopped, and after a while, I saw a man and a horse walking slowly to the door, and the shabby cloak was covered with snowflakes.

"Is it a passerby?" Seeing that the man was standing at the door without offending, Su Yan was a little relieved, and said softly with courage, "Passers-by can go into the nunnery to rest, it's windy and snowy outside, so let's stop and hurry." ”

The man let go of the reins of his horse and stepped into the gate, and after two or three steps he suddenly stopped, and spoke abruptly in silence.

"I didn't hear that. I mean, in my eyes, you're the only one who is beautiful. ”