She despised Shen Miaoyan very much in her heart, withdrew her gaze, raised her chin slightly, and walked towards her room proudly.

No matter why the National Teacher wanted her to replace Shen Miaoyan, since she was now the county lord of Wei State, she must treat the county lord as a good one.

When she holds power in the future, she will definitely let Jun Tianlan marry her.

If there is a chance to kill Shen Miaoyan, the real little county lord, then no one in the world will ever know that she is a fake.

The dark mood spreads in the night.

No one noticed.

……

In late December, the year is coming to an end.

Shen Miaoyan was wearing a plain white padded jacket and grinding Jun Tianlan in the study, her amber eyes full of all kinds of careful thoughts.

She'll be fifteen next year, and she'll be about to die.

I wonder if the fourth brother will organize a ceremony for her?

I heard that Chu Yunjian still hasn't woken up, if he can't wake up, according to the order of succession to the throne, Chu Suiyu should inherit the throne.

But she didn't think that Chu Suiyu could be a good emperor.

She was distracted, and the grinding force was a little great, and the ink splashed out of the inkstone.

Jun Tianlan looked at the ink spots that fell on his sleeve, "Shen Miaoyan." ”

Shen Miaoyan came back to his senses, and hurriedly took a clean handkerchief and wanted to wipe him clean, but directly wiped the ink spots on his sleeves.

Jun Tianlan looked at her absent-minded appearance, and lost the mood to write, so he walked to the hanger and took off his clothes: "What do you want to eat at night, ask the kitchen to make it." ”

"Hmm." Shen Miaoyan ran out of the study, walked under the eaves, looked at the gloomy sky, his eyes were full of confusion, "Fourth brother, is it about to snow?" ”

Jun Tianlan changed into a thick coat of pure white embroidered gold python, and also walked out of the study, stood beside her, looked up at the dark sky, and looked indifferently: "Maybe it will snow tonight." ”

The two were relatively speechless, and after a while, Shen Miaoyan suddenly took his hand, "Then when will he wake up?" ”

Jun Tianlan was speechless.

"If he still can't wake up next year, I'm afraid Chu Suiyu will become the emperor. Those courtiers will not let a person who has always been unconscious sit on that dragon chair. ”

Jun Tianlan held her little hand instead, "Who does Miaomiao want to be the emperor of Chu State?" ”

Shen Miaoyan was silent for a long time and shook his head.

Sure enough, it snowed heavily tonight.

Shen Miaoyan stood in front of the window of the Linshui Pavilion, the lake was calm and windless, and those snowflakes fell on the surface of the lake and quickly melted into the water.

She wore a light blue shirt with a fox fur collar and narrow-sleeved padded jacket, and looked up at the night sky, which was too far away for her to see what was on it.

I only saw that the sky was full of soft falling snow, and the snow curtain was grand and grand.

She reached out and grabbed a few snowflakes, which melted into water in her palms, crystal clear.

She raised her head again and looked at the snowflakes in the sky, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her voice was crisp and immature: "Let's go down bigger, Ruixue Zhaofeng year, freeze all the pests in the crop fields to death, and bless the country of Chu and the people!" ”

But Heaven could not hear her supplication.

Seeing that it was Chinese New Year's Eve, because Chu Yunma was still unconscious, the palace did not even hold a Chinese New Year's Eve banquet.

On the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, whether it was the imperial palace or the capital, it should have been jubilant, but there was mourning in the Kunning Palace, and the Queen Mother died.

National Teacher's Mansion, Shen Miaoyan was nesting in Jun Tianlan's study reading the painting book, Gu Ming came in and said the news, she looked at Jun Tianlan, the other party was still buried in the book, and his face was extremely indifferent.

He probably didn't care about the life and death of the Queen Mother.

Shen Miaoyan thought.

According to the rules, the death of the Queen Mother should have forbidden meat, but Jun Tianlan didn't care, so the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the National Master's Mansion was still extremely grand.

There are all kinds of birds and beasts, Shen Miaoyan is so greedy that he doesn't wait for Jun Tianlan to take the chopsticks, he has already started.

Jun Tianlan doted on her, only staring at her eating appearance with a smile, obviously very rude, but in his eyes, he was very cute.

In the palace at this time, many courtiers, including Chu Suiyu and Chu Huanian, gathered in Kunning Palace.

The mournful cries of the concubines and palace maids came from the palace, and the good Chinese New Year's Eve was very miserable.

During the period when Elder Wen was in a coma between Chu Yun, he supported the court all his life, working day and night, and the hair on both temples turned gray completely.

He glanced at the ministers and asked in a cold voice, "What about Jun Tianlan?" ”

"Elder Ge, the National Teacher sent someone over and said that he was not feeling well, so he would not enter the palace." A speaker replied cautiously.

Wen Ge Lao's face was even more ugly, because of Jun Tianlan's power, he didn't say anything after all.

During this time, Jun Tianlan was not in a hurry to seize power, so he should be thankful.

Chu Suiyu guarded his spirit for a while, and with a sad face, he changed shifts with the children of the clan next to him, and told Elder Wen that he was not in good health and was ready to return home.

During this time, Chu Suiyu's impatience and ambition were all seen by Wen Gelao, and he had no choice but to let him go to this son-in-law.

However, Chu Suiyu did not leave the palace, but turned around halfway to the Qianhe Palace Yiyuan Palace.

Li Qi is still under the eaves, looking loyal to his duties.

Seeing Chu Suiyu coming, he hurriedly got up and smiled: "King Jinning, what are you doing?" ”

"It's Chinese New Year's Eve today, the queen mother has died again, and the king wants to go in to see the royal brother." Chu Suiyu's face showed sadness.

Li Qi's smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "Lord Lao is worried, everything is fine with the emperor." ”

Chu Suiyu sneered: "Why, we have been coming and going so many times, you eunuch, you still refuse to let this king in?!" ”

Seeing that he was no longer pretending, Li Qi shook off the dust and said lightly: "What the prince wants to do, our family knows it." Our family followed the emperor when he was young, and regarded the emperor as more important than anything else. Lord Wang, our family is fighting for this old life, and we will not let anyone hurt the emperor. ”

"Hmph, if the royal brother still can't wake up next year, this king will ascend the throne naturally. When the time comes, do you think your dog's life will still be saved?! Chu Suiyu sneered.

Li Qi smiled and did not answer.

Chu Suiyu glared at him fiercely and walked away.

It's approaching the sub-hour.

Thousands of lights in the capital, countless firecrackers have been set off.

At night, fireworks are in full swing, families in the city are reunited, and laughter is everywhere.

There is only one day of the year.

In the Hengwu Courtyard of the National Teacher's Mansion, there are two big chairs side by side under the eaves, Shen Miaoyan leaned on Jun Tianlan's shoulder, and watched the fireworks of this prosperous era with him, as if the time was quiet and the years were good.

Jun Tianlan gently held her little hand, "Miaomiao." ”

"Huh?"

"Every Chinese New Year's Eve in the future, watch fireworks with me, okay?"

The corners of Shen Miaoyan's lips hooked up a chuckle: "Okay." ”

Imperial Palace, Yiyuan Palace.

In the dark curtain, the man, who had been sleeping for months, slowly opened his eyes.

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Ten chapters tonight, pray not to be swallowed by the system again......

Last night, I swallowed forty-one chapters of the explosive script, and it was released at two o'clock in the morning, and I sat alone in front of the computer and cried for a long time, which was very sad......

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