The young man couldn't control his heartbeat, he felt that he might be really stunned, otherwise why did he think that the rumored cold and ruthless Four Princes were so gentle?

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Half a year has passed, the winter solstice has just come, and there is good news on the frontier, the barbarians have raided by fraud, set fire in the middle of the night, and burned the grain and grass in the military camp overnight, and the people who lost their hands were burned to charcoal, and the fire burned all night, and the grain and grass that went to be sent over were coaxed by the hungry people.

The frontier was breached, the barbarians brandished butcher knives, and raided the Fourteen Cities, which were caught off guard, and the Fourteen Cities became a pot of porridge, and at this time, there must be a character who could shock the Frontier.

However, at this time, the emperor was seriously ill, and the power in the hands of the Seventh Prince has slowly expanded in the past six months, and there are even times when Shen Yue can suffer a loss.

This is not a good phenomenon, I originally thought that after the loss of the crown prince, the throne would be stable, but I didn't expect that Shen Yaojin would be smarter than he imagined, and there would be a city.

It was Shen Yue who underestimated Shen Yaojin.

If Shen Yue went to the frontier now, then Shen Yaojin in Chang'an City obviously had a better chance of winning, the imperial court was changing rapidly, and as soon as she left, no one knew what would happen in the next second.

But if she doesn't go, then she will be ashamed of her own fame and the people, and it will be even more chilling to the people.

The black eaves are covered with snow, and there is a slight chill in the air, and the fluffy green bamboo stands in the snow.

A charcoal fire burned in the house, driving away the cold, just like spring.

Huo Dao was called into the house, he walked without sound, as soon as he entered the house, his sharp and deep eyes swept away, and he saw an inky figure standing by the window.

stepped forward and approached, and the person who was watching the snow outside also slowly turned around, his eyebrows and eyes were like ink smudged, bright and timeless, wearing a black robe, which lined the white dazzling skin she exposed.

She looked at the wolf-like boy in front of her, only fifteen years old, and his whole person was like an unsheathed sword, which made people feel cold.

Huo Dao was expressionless, and looked at her unpleasantly.

He has always followed Shen Yue's side like a shadow, and has unconsciously grown into an existence that Shen Yue can't control, but this young wolf king has not shown any fangs and claws to this kind of person, more like a docile and loyal dog.

Now, the teenager is a head taller than her.

There are exclamations, but more of pride.

Shen Yue lowered her eyes gently, and there was a cold feeling on her neat jawline, like dew drops crystallizing on the needles of cedar.

Standing here, with the cold winter solstice snowflakes behind him.

"Huo Dao, you've grown up." As if to sigh, she raised her hand to pat the snow stain on the boy's shoulder.

Huo Dao still has no expression, he seems to be born with a lack of joy, anger and sorrow that belongs to human beings, and his deep and dark eyes are like beasts in the dark and dangerous, which makes people chill and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Shen Yue stood in front of him, looking extremely thin and slender, and even looked up when he looked at him, the skin on his neck was as delicate as beautiful porcelain.

The tear mole under the eyelids was vivid, and the pair of cold white and thin fingers rested on his shoulders, soft, soft.

Huo Dao's Adam's apple rolled quietly.

"I want you, instead of me, to lead the troops to the frontier."

She said her purpose, and her dark and moist eyes reflected Huo Dao's expressionless face.

Huo Dao knew that this was a trust.

He never turned down his master.

The voice is low and hoarse.

"Okay."

Shen Yue smiled, her delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes became more vivid, her pale and sickly face became more dazzling, and the pear vortex was shallow.

She touched Huo Dao's head, with a bit of intimacy.

"Don't let me down."

Huo Dao stood quiet, like a statue, quiet and obedient, as if there was no edge.

The eyes were darkened, and the darkness was a little terrifying.

He just pursed his pale thin lips with restraint, even though the fangs were ready to move, wanting to pounce and bite the prey in front of him.

Huo Dao has never been a well-behaved big dog, but a ruthless and brutal wolf king, wearing a layer of docile fur, just to confuse the sight of the people in front of him.

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Snowflakes fall with the wind, like white petals falling from the sky, if on the branches and leaves of the trees, the trees are carved into jade trees.

Shen Yue held an umbrella alone and walked alone, watching the snowflakes fall.

In fact, she didn't like snow very much, when she was young, because every winter solstice is often the hardest time, there is no carbon fire, no warm clothes, in the cold night, with the cold to sleep.

Unconsciously walked to the Qingyue Palace, Shen Yue looked at the familiar environment, suddenly came back to his senses, watched quietly, and did not approach.

Since that quarrel, Shen Yue has not seen Cheng Humility for more than half a year.

It seemed that he had really decided to let go, and he hadn't asked anything about Cheng Qiangong, the Qingyue Hall looked deserted, and there was a thick layer of snow piled up at the door.

She thought, maybe Cheng Qiangong might have left a long time ago, after all, in his eyes, this Qingyue Hall was like a cage, and he should be eager to leave.

Thinking like this, Shen Yue's throat choked.

She didn't know how long she stood until her hands and feet were cold and numb, and her long eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of snow, and she exhaled and exhaled a thick white mist.

He lowered his eyelashes as long as a butterfly, his face was white and his lips were red, and he was glamorous and bewitching.

Suddenly, a shadow struck, the cold wind was blocked, Shen Yue's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes suddenly, and a gentle and handsome face appeared in his sight, he was dressed in white, with a thick layer of coat on the outside, his body was as straight as green bamboo, and his slender and bony fingers pinched the black umbrella handle, blocking the wind and snow outside for her.

At that moment, time seemed to have stopped, and she looked at the man in front of her, and the heart that she had thought was silent began to throb again.

The snowflakes are still falling one after another, like a sky full of fluttering flotsam.

The faint fragrance of flowers wafting in the air is the fragrance of plum blossoms, and on the shoulders of men, a plum blossom has fallen, the petals are crystal clear, the stamens are delicate, and the snowflakes fluttering in the sky are unusually gorgeous.

Neither of them spoke, but between their eyes, there seemed to be something unclear spreading.

"Your Highness."

It was Cheng Qiangong who spoke first, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome, and his face was like jade, he was still the same as half a year ago, but it seemed to be a little different, which made people unable to speak.

Shen Yue lowered her eyelashes first, her face was white from the cold, but her lips were as bright red as the plum blossoms on his shoulders.

There was an eerie silence again, as if no one existed, as if the sound was just an illusion.