Dense snow covers the sight, the big palace, under the hundred steps,

Kneeling and standing, the young man had a faint smile on his eyebrows, and his false mask concealed his heavy sadness.

Speaking unadorned words, naked, candid, not seeing the light of day, buried by the royal family.

The juvenile voice was like a burning vine of hatred, wrapping around her heart and entwining her to death.

Trying to pull her down into the abyss, so that she can see what kind of person he is and what kind of memories he lives in.

Yuwei's throat choked, and the throbbing pain in her chest was pervasive. The nose, eyes, and throat are all sour.

Forced to stab her biological mother, Yuwei felt that she lacked language for the first time, and she didn't know what to say to comfort the boy.

Large snowflakes were falling slowly.

The umbrella area is pressed with a thick layer of white cotton.

Smiling eyes never looked away, staring at her, and she stared at him.

The cold wind with snow wool is sharp to the bone.

The black and white eyes, the corners of the eyes condensed into a bright crescent, the eyelashes trembled, and the large teardrops broke away from the red eyelids.

The water-soaked lower eyelashes are clearly defined and stick to the fair skin.

Drop by bit... Falling into the snow, smashing one small pit after another.

In his eyes, it was a very frightened look.

His lips moved, and he wanted to say, get out, but he couldn't say anything, and his throat seemed to be blocked.

The teeth grinded the red and tender lip flaps, and then loosened again, leaving a faint indentation, and opened.

"Your mother won't blame you."

"You helped her out."

"You tried your best to change the antidote, you want to save your mother, it's not your fault that you have a biological mother."

"It's your mother's choice, you just do what your mother says."

"This is your mother's last wish."

"You... How can it be considered that he really killed her. ”

"It was my aunt who killed your mother."

"But... Who made my aunt like this? Have you ever thought about it? ”

"There are many reasons behind the death of your mother."

"It's hard to determine right or wrong for most things in this world."

"At that time, there was no better destination for your mother than death."

After a pause, the girl took a deep breath and plucked up her courage to say:

"What you hate more is actually yourself."

"In your eyes, you killed two people at the same time, your mother concubine and Queen Chu."

"This is the reason why after my aunt's death, you refused to let go of the Shen family and tortured yourself."

Maybe even the teenager doesn't know the reason for the stinger in his heart.

Maybe only by pinning his hatred on others can he persist and grit his teeth to survive so many years.

When she finished speaking, the gaze staring at her became confused.

Silent and expressionless, the young man withdrew his gaze and lowered his head without saying a word.

The unsteady breathing revealed him, and his heart was not as calm as it seemed.

The heart that was covered by the fog suddenly became clear.

She seemed to be right, and when he woke up from midnight, he wanted to plunge his sword into his body when he raised it.

So he self-harmed again and again, and lived on this for many years.

There was a faint tingling pain in his arms, reminding him once again that the girl was right.

After Shen Guifei died, what he hated was actually himself.

"Heh... You're smart. The boy sneered.

The scars are revealed. "It's my cousin who doesn't want to think about it."

The snow was still falling, and the two of them did not say anything more.

The mood also gradually stabilized with the cold weather.

She didn't know what the boy was thinking.

Often the pillar of inner persistence collapses, and with it, self-destruction.

Again, she spoke first. Looking at the heavy snow.

"Cousin, the sky will be bright, and no matter how heavy the snow is, there will be a day when it will stop."

"Hmm." The boy lowered his head and replied lightly.

The snow seemed to never stop, until the night was dark, the snow was still falling, the lanterns and candles not far away were burned out, and the palace maids had been changed three times.

Her legs were stiff, and she just moved, swaying and nearly falling.

Strong arms reached over and held her back.

After she stood firm, he said, "When the dawn is over, the palace gate is opened, and you will go back." ”

She shook her head under the teenager's gaze.

Very stubborn: "Don't go, I said I want to accompany you." ”

Yuwei didn't know what she was insisting on, she was afraid that she would be gone, and the teenager would be alone.

I am even more afraid that the teenager will lose the desire to survive.