Cheng Yuxia was beaten into the cold palace, and the toxins had eaten her so much that she couldn't see her former beauty.

Zhao Yunzhu looked at Cheng Yuxia's dying appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The world is impermanent, and harming others will eventually harm oneself.

The small stool was taken under Xiao Yanhao's command two years ago, ostensibly doing things for Cheng Yuxia, and every time he took poison, he would send a heart, or pastry, or flower petals, or tea......

They are all gadgets, the price is not expensive, but they all contain the poison given by Cheng Yuxia herself, a small amount of many times.

In order to let the little stool do things for herself, Cheng Yuxia always greets her with a smile, and she will accept it more or less, and she will take a bite of the pastry in person.

In two and a half years, the toxins in Cheng Yuxia's body accumulated a lot, and they were finally destroyed in her own hands.

And the emperor's poison had been cured two years ago.

Cheng Yuxia lost from the beginning, and she lost completely......

Zhao Yunzhu slowly approached Cheng Yuxia, lowered her eyes and looked at Cheng Yuxia who was lying on the porch, seeing that she didn't have the spirit of her temper, she sighed, sat down in front of Cheng Yuxia, and glanced at the room.

The dilapidated cold palace will only be more broken in the future, how can it be endured after so many years of brocade clothes and jade food.

"Did you come to see my jokes?" Cheng Yuxia's breath was free, but she kept holding on, and there was still a strong unwillingness in her dry eyes.

Zhao Yunzhu retracted her gaze and looked at Cheng Yuxia, her face was soft, and she said in a light tone: "I just wanted to ask you something." ”

Cheng Yuxia looked at Zhao Yunzhu, who was getting more and more healthy, coughed lightly twice, and said, "What? ”

"Do you feel sorry for Mu Xueling in your heart?" Zhao Yunzhu asked, her eyes locked into Yuxia.

Cheng Yuxia hooked her lips and smiled: "Why can't I resist her?" ”

Zhao Yunzhu stared at Cheng Yuxia's smile, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, her eyes narrowed slightly, she got up for a long time, and said condescendingly: "I'm so stupid, I don't raise it, I don't raise it, I think you can have a trace of remorse." ”

Cheng Yuxia's expression was condensed, and her face, which was already exhausted and withered, instantly became even more ugly.

"How do you know ......"

Zhao Yunzhu's eyes were cold, leaned over slightly, approached Cheng Yuxia, and said, "I not only know, I also know who Xiao Hongxuan is." Even if you get everything, so what, the husband is scattered, and in the end, there is no one around you. ”

"You're pathetic."

Zhao Yunzhu stood up straight, and turned to leave under Cheng Yuxia's shocked and heart-rending shout.

Cheng Yuxia is not worthy of being a mother at all.

It is often said that motherhood is rigid, and Cheng Yuxia only wants to rely on her children to satisfy her selfish desires.

Twenty years ago, Cheng Yuxia, who was still a concubine at the time, gave birth to a princess, Yao promised to give birth to a prince, Cheng Yuxia sent her child to Chengfu, and made Yao promise to die of blood in a stillborn womb, and took her son as her own.

The child who was sent to Chengfu, the daughter-in-law of the Cheng family didn't know what was going on, thinking that the adult family had an outer room outside, and she also hugged the child back, crying, making trouble and hanging herself.

Master Mu was a guest at Chengjia, and Chengjia told him that the child was picked up by Chengjia's son, so he took it back to Mu's house.

Master Mu's son and daughter-in-law have long since died, and this child is naturally raised as his own granddaughter......

However, in two years, after Cheng Yuxia persecuted Empress Yuan, in order to become the queen, she actually killed her relatives and reported her father, and becoming a family became a stepping stone for her to become a queen.

The Cheng family was finally burned by a fire, and Cheng Yuxia thought that her daughter would also die, so she could rest easy.

However, Xiao Hongxuan fell in love with Mu Xueling, Cheng Yuxia knew that she was the only lady in the Mu Mansion, and she was happy, but after being summoned, she inadvertently saw a birthmark on the back of her neck, and recognized it as her daughter, and was shocked.

In order not to let the facts be revealed, he spread rumors, imprisoned Xiao Hongxuan, and began to suppress Mu Fu.

Master Mu assured Cheng Yuxia that he would leave Kyoto with Mu Xueling and never return, so that Mu Xueling and Xiao Hongxuan would have nothing to do with each other, and Cheng Yuxia took it.

Mu Xueling has an unfortunate life, Xiao Hongxuan may have a share, but the real black hand is actually her biological mother, her mother can't tolerate her, and even uses her to deal with Xiao Yanhao and Yongdehou Mansion.

Zhao Yunzhu stood at the door of the cold palace, looking back at the loneliness and loneliness in the cold palace, and his heart was cold.

That afternoon, Cheng Yuxia died.

After the abolition, he died in the cold palace, was thrown into the fire by a roll of mats, and was burned to ashes by the fire.

Cheng Yuxia had nothing left in the end.

……

It's finally over.

When Xiao Yanhao was looking for Zhao Yunzhu, she was in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, her eyes were far away, and the whole person was quiet and far-reaching, like an illusion.

Suddenly snow began to fall in the sky, and the snowflakes fell flutteringly, and landed on the big of her fire fox, and melted with the circle of white fox fur on her neckline.

Zhao Yunzhu stretched out his hand to catch it, raised his head to reveal a soft neck, and had a soft smile on his face, as if he had blended into the first snow.

Xiao Yanhao tapped his toes, jumped to Zhao Yunzhu's side, held her slightly icy hand into his arms, and looked at her with lowered eyes: "Want to be sick?" ”

Zhao Yunzhu simply opened the big on Xiao Yanhao's body, nested the whole person into his arms, put his head against his chest, and said, "It's all over." ”

"Well, it's over." Xiao Yanhao hugged Zhao Yunzhu's petite body in his arms, wrapped it in a big coat, stroked her back, and said softly.

Those old ministers who supported Xiao Ji were also dealt with, and now the DPRK and China are stable.

"Want to go for a walk?" Xiao Yanhao asked.

Zhao Yunzhu poked his head out of Xiao Yanhao's arms and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"All the way to the south, you can go wherever you go, thousands of rivers and mountains, you should always go and appreciate it."

"Okay."

The world is so big, they're going to go shopping.

**

The first snow became heavier and heavier, so big that it crushed many houses, collapsed mountains, closed roads, and Xiao Yanhao's original plan was forced to be suspended.

Xiao Yingchen played with the gold beads in the crown, blinked his shining eyes and smiled: "Even God is accusing my brother of leaving me to get away with it." ”

Xiao Yanhao left directly with his hands behind his back, leaving a chic back to Xiao Yingchen: "This king is tired, so he will take leave." ”

After that, Xiao Yanhao was no longer seen in the court, as if he had returned to the beginning.

Xiao Yingchen looked at the pile of folds that were piled high, and his face was full of resentment.

Why did he inherit the throne?

Heavy snow closed the road, and the imperial court sent someone to deal with it as soon as possible.

In response to the national disaster relief, the Miao family of the Ministry of Rites held a snow banquet, which was actually a charity donation site, and everyone who came would donate more or less meaningfully.

Zhao Yunzhu also went, accompanied by Xiao Yanhao.

Even if they go together, but the men and women are not at the same table, Xiao Yanhao is in the outer courtyard, and Zhao Yunzhu is in the inner courtyard.

Sun Jinxi, who had been blocked by Zhao Yunzhu outside the door of Xiangwang's Mansion, dragged a long skirt and walked towards Zhao Yunzhu, with his hands on his waist, looking like a teacher asking for guilt.