The heavy snow is blowing, covering the bright red walls and tiles, and the eyes are all white.

Ruan Yuyi gathered her cloak, couldn't help but speed up her steps, and as she walked, a honey-colored skirt leaned out from under the cloak. The snow creaked beneath her feet, and her hand holding the stove tightened again.

Since there is something to ask for, you can't take a sedan chair. Besides, where he is, it is not far from Luo Meixuan.

"Little master, slow down, be careful not to fall." Mu Xiang was wearing a food box on her forearm, and she had her free hands to hold her.

She opened her lips and exhaled a cloud of white gas, "Do you think Your Majesty will really listen to me?" Although it is a plea, she has no bottom in her heart, His Majesty treats everyone coldly, how can she be that exception?

But Concubine Shu was afraid that she would ask for nothing, so she found her.

Turn a pear tree, and it is the Heart Cultivation Palace. She walked to the front of the hall, and Wen Pheasant, who was guarding the door, saw her and hurriedly greeted her, "The little master is here to see Your Majesty?"

She lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "Please let my father-in-law report it." Let's just say that the concubine sent today's refreshments. ”

In recent days, she has been helping Concubine Shu to deliver pastries, but now that Concubine Shu is grounded, what she brought this time was made in her palace.

Wen Pheasant smiled and turned around to report.

Inside the hall, the snow shone brightly. Jiang Huaiyang sat by the side of a few cases under the window, leaning on the back of the chair leisurely, with a book in front of him, folding the book, which was the business of the Rong family.

The knuckles of his fingers holding the pen are slender, like knots of jade bamboo, and there are thin calluses hidden in the abdomen of the fingers. His voice was sparse, "Still unwilling to explain?" ”

Shang Shu of the Criminal Department, who was standing on one side, lowered his eyes angrily, and said thoughtfully, "Rong Yunsheng is clamoring to see you." As he spoke, he kept staring at the young new emperor in front of him.

That Rong Yunsheng is the name of the master of the Rong family. Unlike the news he released to Concubine Shu, the men of the Rong family were not all executed - if they were all killed, where would he find out who was behind the scenes?

A sneer overflowed from Jiang Huaiyang's lips, "He's tight-mouthed." Fortunately, I got his wish. ”

When the words fell, Wen Pheasant knocked on the door and entered, "Your Majesty, Ruan Jieyu asks to see you." ”

When His Majesty meets with ministers, he generally does not disturb people. If it was an ordinary person, he would naturally want someone to go back, but because the person who came was the one from Luo Meixuan, he couldn't report it, and he didn't report it, so he put him in a dilemma.

He lowered his eyes to the ground, waiting for the new emperor's reply.

The hall was quiet for a while, and unexpectedly heard Jiang Huaiyang say, "Let her go back." ”

Wen Pheasant still wanted to fight for it again, "But Jieyu came with a food box." The snow outside is so big-"It's good if Your Majesty really doesn't want to see her, if not, I'm afraid I'll be charged with mistreating her at that time."

His hand holding the barrel of the pen tightened, and his eyes sank, "No." ”

"Yes." Wen Pheasant didn't say anything anymore, sighed secretly, didn't dare to stay for a long time, and retreated because he lowered his hand.

Ruan Yuyi was still standing on the platform, her eyes down, and her body was very slender, as if a gust of wind could blow people away. The new clothes were put on her, and they seemed to be a little wider.

After hearing his reply, her eyelashes trembled, and she said softly, "The concubine is waiting outside." "Giving up once, giving up twice, will only make this matter drag on for a longer time, and then the more difficult it will be.

Wen Pheasant's lips pursed, wanting to comfort something, but finally he only said a sentence, "Your Majesty is discussing important matters with the adults of the Criminal Department, and it won't be over for a while, do you or—"

She shook her head, turned around and got off the platform, standing under the snow.

Her back was straight, and the snow beads hid her figure in a hazy way, not as if it were real. He frowned slightly, how could he stand under the snow in such a cold weather.

He wanted to step forward to persuade one or two, but he saw her shake her head at him from a distance. Her hair was a snowy glow, a shiny and resolute shimmer.

Everyone knows that she is good friends with Concubine Shu, so she only thinks that she has the benefits of Concubine Shu and does things for Concubine Shu. In fact, this deep palace is cold, and they are just warming each other.

After her brother was killed in battle, she had no brothers or sisters close to her. Concubine Shu's care for her is not just a long conversation on weekdays, or a good thing to send her a copy.

She really regards Concubine Shu as her eldest sister. Since her sister is in prison, how can she not help one or two.

Seeing this, Wen Pheasant's heart sank, but he didn't dare to let her stay in the heavy snow like this, and turned around and knocked on the door again.

One sound—

Two voices –

The knock on the door clearly fell into the ears of Shang Shu of the Criminal Department, and he looked at the new emperor's expression, and the corners of his forehead were already dripping with cold sweat. He stopped in a sentence or two, and said no more.

He arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty, the things that the ministers want to do have been done." ”

Jiang Huaiyang was stunned, then he came back to his senses and waved his hand to ask him to step back. The window in front of him was not closed, and through the crack in the window, there was a little fairy in a honey-colored skirt dancing and dancing.

The snow fell beside her, the curvature of the sleeves of her skirt was light but powerful, almost cutting off the falling snow.

Suddenly, the little fairy stopped her movements, covered her mouth and bent over, as if she was coughing, and she couldn't slow down for a long time.

When the door of the palace opened and closed, Wen Pheasant stepped in, and before he could say anything, Jiang Huaiyang said coldly, "Didn't you ask her to go back?" "After this half of the snow, her illness is even more difficult.

"Back to Your Majesty, Ruan Jieyu insisted on not leaving, and the slaves persuaded her not to move."

He laughed angrily. is obviously the most cold-chilling person, but he is willing to do such a thing for a concubine, if he doesn't allow her to come in, will she still kill herself to show him?

He put down his pen and said, "Biography." ”

Wen Pheasant breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly retreated.

Ruan Yuyi easily stopped coughing and slowly straightened up. Mu Xiang put on a cloak for her on the side, and said in a low voice, "Miss, Grandpa Wen is here." ”

Wen Pheasant stepped forward and saluted, "Little Lord, Your Majesty has sent you into the house." ”

She breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed the itch in her throat, and said softly, "Thank you Grandpa Wen." "She won the bet, and he really wouldn't leave her out.

Wen Pheasant waved his hand, where did he dare to accept this thanks, look at His Majesty's attitude, as long as this person thinks of him well in the future, it is enough for him to live the rest of his life.

The hall was full of charcoal, warm as a spring day, she stepped over the threshold, and the door closed beside her, blocking the wind and snow.

The new emperor used to march outside, in the hot summer and winter, all of them were eating and sleeping in the open, so he didn't think it was cold at the moment, and only burned a little charcoal fire on weekdays. But he can stand it, this squeamish little lady may not be able to stand it.

Then they still called for the charcoal fire.

"I've seen Your Majesty." She owed, her voice almost squeezing out between her lips and teeth.

Although it is not the weather of the lunar month, this cold wind has eaten bones and invaded muscles, and at this time, his hands are tightly clasped on the sleeve stove that is already cold, and his feet are a little numb from the cold.

Jiang Huaiyang wanted to treat her coldly, but when he really saw it, he still frowned and took the person over, "I want you to go back and stay, what are you doing with me?" ”

(End of chapter)