The palace road is long, and the snow is falling.

Through the heavy snow curtain, a snow-white figure stood in the center.

Although Han Youning couldn't see it really, he could be sure that it was Zhao Chengyuan.

Zhao Chen followed Han Youning's suddenly pleased gaze and also saw Zhao Chengyuan.

The warmth in his eyes dissipated, and he was suddenly sealed with ice and snow.

Zhao Chengyuan, who was in the distance, stood there with his hands in his hands, his eyes heavy.

The woman's dress under the umbrella was heavy and gorgeous, and the man holding the umbrella flew in ink, protecting her behind her, blocking the wind and snow.

His eyes fell on the umbrella with red plums blooming, and the red plums bloomed beautifully.

There was snow on his shoulders and hair, and Zhao Chengyuan shook it, and the snow flew away, as sharp as a knife.

He strode forward and greeted the two of them.

"Lord Wang, how did you enter the palace?" Han Youning was the first to speak from afar.

"Pick you up."

Zhao Chengyuan replied briefly, then propped up the umbrella in his hand, covered it above Han Youning's head, and squeezed the umbrella in Zhao Chen's hand away.

His umbrella is also a red plum, proudly open in the snow.

He said lightly to Zhao Chen, "The prince will send it here."

Zhao Chen slowly put away the umbrella, "Uncle Huang hasn't seen him for half a month, I don't know where he went?"

Zhao Chengyuan and Han Youning shared an umbrella and walked forward, "The whereabouts of this king are not in the habit of reporting to others."

Zhao Chen walked on Han Youning's side, looking at Zhao Chengyuan through her Zhai Guan, "Nephew is just curious, Uncle Huang often seems to be absent from people for a long time. Is Uncle Huang really in the house?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Next time the prince is curious, why don't you go to the mansion to have a look."

Zhao Chen's smiling eyes were filled with coldness, "I'm afraid my nephew doesn't have that ability, and he can break into the Jin Palace."

"Then it can't be helped." Zhao Chengyuan seemed to have lost his patience, "The prince doesn't have to accompany him."

Zhao Chen stopped and watched the two of them leave slowly.

The two under the umbrella are intimate.

Han Youning rubbed the top of his cold head, looked at the red plum above his head and said with a smile, "Lord Wang's umbrella, but you want to come with the palace people?" It's the same as the prince's sword."

Zhao Chengyuan leaned the umbrella forward and explained seriously, "Where is the same, take a closer look, the red plum on this side has not yet bloomed, only the branches are in full bloom, so it is elegant."

Han Youning raised his head and took a closer look at it, and agreed, "It's indeed more elegant. It seems that the craftsman who painted this red plum was more ingenious."

Zhao Chengyuan frowned, craftsman?

Han Youning looked at Zhao Chengyuan with a smile, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen the prince for half a month, are you really out of Beijing?"

"Silly girl, the wall has ears."

Han Youning looked left and right at the red palace walls on both sides, and she didn't know what was on the other side of the wall.

Zhao Chengyuan said this, I don't know if it's because there are really people, or if he doesn't want to say it at all.

Zhao Chengyuan brushed away the snow falling on her shoulders, "There is a little girl who is very beautiful these days, and she has made a wish, isn't she happy?"

Han Youning smiled and nodded.

No one will know how heavy the snow fell on her shoulders.

But now, she can unload her hatred, blow away the snow lightly, and drink with others.

She raised her eyebrows, "When the dust settles on this matter, how about I invite the prince to drink?"

Zhao Chengyuan shook his head and sighed, "Looking at your arrogance, I don't know how much you drink."

"Does the prince look down on people?"

"How dare you. I'll be waiting for your wine."

The two walked along the palace road, smiling.

Ling'er had already gotten the news, and went out of the palace directly from Yikun Palace, waiting for Han Youning at the gate of the palace.

Waiting with her are Han Jun and Han Sixing.

Han Jun saw the person walking with Han Youning, his face sank, and he arched his hand perfunctorily at Zhao Chengyuan, and pulled his daughter into the carriage.

Han Youning

Nai let her father drag her along.

When she got into the carriage, she couldn't help but glance back at Zhao Chengyuan, and at the gate of the palace, Zhao Chengyuan looked at her with a smile.

Did he deliberately run this trip to pick her up from the palace?

The carriage departed.

Ye Chang looked at the umbrella in Zhao Chengyuan's hand and asked, "Didn't the prince want to give this umbrella to the county lord and let her hold it on a snowy day?"

Zhao Chengyuan put away the umbrella and said lightly, "It's not good-looking, it's just that."

"Oh......"

Zhao Chen walked out of the palace gate, threw the umbrella in his hand to Lu Rin, who was guarding the door, and rode away.

Lu Rin held up the umbrella, "Alas, it's the same as what Uncle Huang did!"

Ye Chang looked at the umbrella in Lu Rin's hand and looked at Zhao Chengyuan with wide eyes.

Alas, really!

Zhao Chengyuan threw the umbrella to him and drove the horse away.

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It snowed heavily all night.

Han Youning unloaded his burden, fell asleep deeply, and woke up when it was already his prime.

The sky and the earth were covered with snow, and the snow was half a foot thick.

The snow was still drifting sporadically, and Han Sixing rushed over.

"Ning girl, guess how the envoy of the Liu court judged!"

Han Sixing has already left the court.

Han Youning picked up a Su Bazhen bun sent by Qingchun Mansion and ate it, "Kill all over the house."

"Yes! poisoning the palace concubine, his courage is really big!"

Han Sixing sat down opposite her, picked up a bun and ate it in a big gulp, and said vaguely, "You little girl, you really have the ability, and we are not afraid of being struck by lightning!"

Han Youning gave him a blank look, "Is there any other news?"

"Didn't the three princes be in charge of the corruption case of the Marquis of Yongping before, the emperor reprimanded the three princes for their ineffective investigation of the case and asked him to reflect behind closed doors." Han Sixing sighed, "The Third Prince is quite a good person...... Behind closed doors, this is the first time he has been punished like this."

Han Youning said lightly, "Karma is just that. You don't have to pity him."

Han Sixing pinched Han Youning's nose, "You little girl, you have a lot of eyes. I'm going to Dali Temple to see the excitement!"

He grabbed a few Su Bazhen buns and held them in his arms, and ran away happily.

It's noon.

Liu Yuan's envoy was beheaded.

When the news reached the Jiaofang Division, Xiao Wen sneered and went to find Wen Ruchun.

In the ice and snow, Wen Ruchun was thinly dressed, bending over to brush the toilet, her hands and her face were already red and swollen.

But there was still a glimmer of hope burning in her heart.

It's been a few days, and her son Xingchao is fine, but I can't say it, it's over.

Xiao Wen looked at her condescendingly, "Auntie, do you want to know what happened to your precious son?"

Wen Ruchun paused with his hand and slowly straightened up, "Xingchao has his own nobles to help him, and it will be fine."

She said this to Xiao Wen's family, and she also said it to herself.

Xingchao will be fine, Ruier will be fine, and it will be fine.

"Auntie is still dreaming?"

Xiao Wen smiled sharply, "All over the house! Leave no one to chance! Now they're all on the ground!"

The brush fell into the toilet bowl with a thud.

"Xing Dynasty...... Riel!"

Wen Ruchun roared violently, spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, shook his body, fell to the ground full of sewage, and passed out.

"Well deserved! Retribution, retribution!"

Xiao Wen stood in the snow, laughing wildly, and shouted with tears, "Retribution, it's all retribution......

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Well, Momo slapped him in the face again

Only write out two more.

The remaining three watches have been written, and it is estimated that it will be tonight.

Come and see it in the evening