The silver snow is overturned, and it blooms again in the middle of winter.

In the Imperial City of the Great Capital, the little boy wearing the imperial crown was pulled by two monkey-faced eunuchs and was banging on a closed door.

Liuli Palace, the residence of the Queen Mother.

"Mother-"

"Mother, come out quickly, Xuan'er wants her mother to accompany you, mother-"

"Your Majesty, come back quickly, Niangniang is not ...... her"

"Don't!"

The little emperor, who was only four or five years old, was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with a dry face, ignoring the persuasion of the eunuchs and palace maids around him, just to break into the palace and see the person he was talking about.

"Hmmm......"

A soft groan sounded in the hall, clenched teeth, and charming eyes all turned into a river of spring water, lazily looking at the people behind him.

Xuan Soft Bed, the thin shirt slightly fell from the corners of the woman's eyes, and the broken voice overflowed: "Xiao Yiquan, you are enough......"

"Niangniang is shy?" The man smiled coldly and stared at the door of the Phoenix Palace, "Because Xuan'er is outside?" ”

At the mention of the child, Nanyu tightened up uncomfortably.

Unwilling and humiliated were hidden, between the sheets, she stubbornly bit the man's shoulder, only to hear a muffled snort, Xiao Yiquan seemed to be very happy that she did this, chuckling and pinching her chin.

Raised slightly, "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, but it is not cleaned up." ”

Nanyu was kissed on the lips.

The redness at the end of her eyes completely covered up the commotion outside, and she clenched her hands and fists, hoping that time would pass quickly.

Today, it is the succession ceremony of the Northern Liang Emperor.

Success or failure is all in this man's thoughts, and Nanyu has been waiting by his side since early morning, just for that affirmative word.

Outside the door, the little emperor's knock gradually became quieter.

Xiao Yiquan got up contentedly, put on a purple court dress, and looked back at her: "Niangniang, it's not too early." ”

She struggled to sit up.

Staring at the person with outstanding posture in front of him, Nanyu leaned over and buttoned his clothes.

"Lord Wang, it's all up to you to go forward."

"Don't worry, the minister should do his best."

Xiao Yiquan sneered, his fingers slightly caressing Nanyu's cheek.

The word 'try your best' in his words is particularly ambiguous.

After a while, the door of the glass palace opened.

A figure came out.

The little emperor Xiao Xuan sat in the corridor outside, holding his cheeks in his hands, looking at the heavy snow.

Xiao Yiquan walked behind him, Xiao Xuan looked back, and shouted timidly: "Uncle Huang." ”

"Your Majesty, it's cold on the ground."

Xiao Yiquan picked him up with a smile, "The emperor is looking for the queen mother, but what's the matter?" ”

"I want my mother to accompany ......" Xiao Xuan didn't finish speaking, and lowered his head again, "I know that today is the day I take the throne......"

"But my father just left, I'm afraid ......"

The little emperor put his finger on Xiao Yiquan's palm, "Uncle Huang, is the mother concubine inside?" ”

"Yes," Xiao Yiquan smiled: "However, the emperor can't see her until the previous dynasty." ”

"The next road, let the ministers accompany the emperor?"

Xiao Xuan didn't understand Xiao Yiquan's words very much, but when he heard that his mother would go, a smile suddenly appeared on the little emperor's face, and he hummed hard.

Good day and auspicious day.

The gate of the Beiliang Imperial City is wide open, and the etiquette is complicated.

The shrill shouts of the eunuchs pierced through the palace gate and went straight to the front of the palace. At this time, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty stood on both sides, quietly waiting for the ceremony to begin.

Nanyu was dressed in the queen mother's clothes, and under the service of Gong E, he walked slowly to the front of the palace behind the bead curtain.

She listened quietly to the movement outside.

Xiao Yiquan walked in with the emperor in his arms.

Along the way, the mountains shouted long live, and no one dared to say anything. Even though Xiao Xuan is an ignorant child, as long as he has Xiao Yiquan's support, he is the king of Beiliang.

Nanyu came out from behind the bead curtain.

Looking at each other from afar, she was gentle and dignified, he was in a dragon and phoenix posture, and his strong and powerful arms held the little emperor with one hand, and when he reached the front of the steps, Xiao Yiquan put people down.

Xiao Xuan saw that Nan Yu had joy in his eyes, but he was more restrained. The child was watched by so many people, so he had to take small steps to find her.

The emperors of the Northern Liang dynasties all had to walk through a dragon pattern stone wall step alone, but Xiao Xuan was still young, so this etiquette was changed.

Nanyu clenched Xiao Xuan's hand.

Every step is like a canoe.

Xiao Xuan's warm little hands scratched mischievously in the palms, this feeling was familiar for a long time, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, thinking of everything in the previous life.

When her child died, she was shrouded in horse leather and dragged thousands of miles.

The country was shattered and the city was opened, full of devastation, and the endless laughter around her shook like a nightmare, which made her still palpitate.

"Be careful."

Towards the last step, she floated on her feet, slightly unable to stand still. Fortunately, there was a force behind her, holding her firmly.

He sent her to the throne.

After the ceremony was completed, Xiao Yiquan took the Manchu Dynasty civil and military line to kneel and bow, and after sealing the emperor's seal, he personally brushed off the dust of the dragon chair for Xiao Xuan.

Nanyu watched quietly.

But I thought, that thing... It's time to come.