The night is dark and the wind is high, and the smoke and moon are veiled.

The huge mansion was immersed in silence, the shadows of the dark trees overlapped, the cold wind blew, the branches and leaves rustled, and the dark corners were as mysterious and terrifying as if there were black shadows flashing.

The sound of footsteps gradually rose, from far to near, a row of black-armored guards patrolled by, and there was no abnormality, and gradually walked away.

There seemed to be some movement in the depths of the corner, and then a small black figure came out, and in the darkness it was not real, but the man seemed to have something on his back, and clumsily jumped onto the courtyard wall, and quickly left the lonely and cold mansion.

The sound of drums was already in the middle of the night.

Soon after the little figure escaped from the mansion, the mansion was boiling, and the black-armored guards came out of the hospital to look for it, obviously losing something valuable, and the black back slowly sank into the dim moonlight, going farther and farther......

Qiao Muyu woke up from this nightmare countless times, and Ling Siqing left him again and again in the dream, which seemed to be like a magical spell, cursing his departure, and he would never find her trace.

It's been two years, and since he asked his subordinates to pretend to be himself and take her safely, she has fled desperately.

The cold wind of the night whistled into the big tent and made a "whining" sound. The quilt for marching and fighting was very thin, only one layer, but Qiao Muyu didn't feel cold, because his heart was even colder.

He finally helped Qiao Muyou get the world, and got the world that Emperor Cangqu wanted to give him, but what about him?

Qiao Muyu only felt that his heart was cold to the bone, he didn't want anything in the end, he gave up the title, gave up the imperial city, and came to the army alone, not to cultivate himself in secret, but to need an empty place to exile his heart.

How can I make up for my empty heart!

He was stunned for a moment, his beautiful eyes were faintly sad, he only got out of bed in a light-colored single coat, tied a brocade belt loosely around his waist, walked two steps, frowned slightly, and continued to step out of the tent as if nothing happened.

At this time, it is late autumn, and the oncoming autumn wind is a little cool, somewhat biting.

Qiao Muyu stood in the wind, the wind blew the robes and hunted, and his long black and shiny hair flew freely in the wind. From a distance, his posture is still upright, and his momentum is still majestic, but his expression is full of depression and indifference.

Someone came over, but he didn't care at all, just waited for the person to speak first.

"Master, the injury on your leg is not good, so you ran around, it's so cold this day, it's not good if you get a cold." The person who came was Qingzhu, since Ling Siqing left, she had been following Qiao Muyu's side, taking care of Ling Siqing's adopted little girl, and the desperate Qiao Muyu.

"How's the little girl?" Xiao Ling was actually Qiao Muxuan's child, but he eventually became an orphan.

"I've suffered some wind chill, probably not adapted to this sudden cold, the doctor has already seen it, taken the medicine, it's okay to get through the past few days, don't worry too much." Qingzhu responded respectfully.

Qiao Muyu turned around and entered the big tent, his legs were not healed, and his posture was inevitably a little staggering, but he did not lose his majesty.

Qingzhu came in, wet the towel in warm water, and handed it to him, Qiao Muyu wiped his face with a wet handkerchief, his expression was as pale as snow, and he said for a long time: "Qingzhu, will she come back?" ”

Qingzhu's steps as he left slammed, his expression moved slightly, and he stood in the distance.

There was a dull ache in her heart, will Miss come back? This question is so difficult to answer, she has asked herself countless times, but after all, she gave up again and again, it has been two years, if Miss is here, how can there be no news!

Although Jinling Country is big, but a living person, how can he say that he will disappear if he can't see it!

Qingzhu was stunned for a long time, but said resolutely: "Yes, Miss will come back." ”

"Will you?" Qiao Muyu muttered in a low voice, Qingzhu quietly withdrew from the big tent, alone, the tent returned to its previous quiet and cold, only a few candles crackled and burned, but that little flame could not warm the cool heart.

Imperial Palace, Jinhua Palace.

Jinhua Hall is the palace of the new brother Aifei Jinfei, originally a simple and pure place, but it is busy, the door opens from time to time, and the palace maids who come in and out are either holding a basin of water in their hands, or just holding something, they are very busy.

The palace maid of the imperial physician came and went anxiously, and there was a gorgeous figure desperately trying to rub into the hall. Seeing that she was busy, the imperial doctor said, "Mistress, don't look at it, this woman has nothing to look at." ”

"Ahh

"You get out of the way, get out of the way for me, if it's someone else, I won't look at it, she's my sister Jinhua, didn't you hear her screaming so loudly and so miserable, she must be in a lot of pain, I'm going to comfort her......"

"Mistress, please don't be impatient, all pregnant women give birth, it's like this...... The pain passed after a while. "The doctor is embarrassed, a cold sweat, if it weren't for this person being a mistress, he wouldn't have such good patience!

Although this lover is not the emperor's favorite concubine, she is very well treated by the emperor, and the emperor's favorite concubine Jin Niangniang also likes her very much, and treats her as her own sister.

The imperial doctor was persuading his lover, and Qiao Muyou had already arrived from the imperial study.

Seeing that he was dressed in bright yellow, handsome and elegant, but his face was a little ugly, he watched those imperial doctors and palace maids busy in a circle, and there were heart-rending shouts in the room, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart, seeing people who were more nervous than the imperial doctors and wanted to enter the hall, but they pretended to be calm.

"Qing'er, why are you here?" This soft voice seems to be soothing.

This lover raised a small face that was not good-looking, pouted, and looked like Ling Siqing, who had been missing for a long time, and even her voice was a little similar, the black and white eyes reflected the faint water light, where is it like a god, it is obviously it.

She looked at Qiao Muyou for a long time before she reacted, "The imperial doctor said that this delivery room can't be entered casually. ”

"Your Majesty, the place of birth is indeed not suitable to go in casually, you and your lover are waiting outside, Wen Po is helping Jin Niangniang to deliver the baby, Jin Niangniang's body has always been healthy, and now the situation is also very good, you don't have to be anxious at all." The Imperial Physician persuaded.

"I know that if something happens to Jin'er, be careful of your heads." Qiao Muyou said sharply, comforting Ling Siqing, who was anxious on the side, and she finally quieted down under his relief.

There were bursts of screams in the Jinhua Palace, one by one sharper and more poignant, and the people outside the door could only wait anxiously to pacing.

Waiting, it is so tormenting, at this time, it seems that only talking can divert attention.

Qiao Muyou is a big man who has experienced a lot of things, although he is anxious, he can still keep his composure, but Ling Siqing is not satisfactory, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth, "Your Majesty, do you guess that Sister Jinhua gave birth to a boy or a girl?" ”

Qiao Muyou noticed her nervous gaze, and his voice couldn't help but sink, but he diverted the topic and said lightly: "Thoughts, it's been so long, haven't you thought about returning to him?" ”

Ling Siqing was stunned suddenly, his body stiffened suddenly, and he was dumbfounded for a while.

Not long after, a palace maid ran out to announce the good news, and at the same time, there were bursts of baby crying in the hall, Qiao Muyou was happy in his heart, and he didn't care about listening to Ling Siqing's answer, he only glanced at her deeply, and then turned around and entered the hall.

Ling Siqing was stunned for a long time, but there was no answer after all.