In the eighth year of the Southern Dynasty, on the day of the New Year's Day.

In the city of Kyoto, due to the order of the imperial court, the doors of every house are closed, and there is no joy and peace in the past.

In the Kyoto Imperial Palace, there are no lights, no silk and bamboo orchestras, no fireworks, and the gates of the palaces are closed, and no one dares to gather to celebrate.

Now that the emperor has not woken up, the court is unstable, and the disaster has not been solved, the entire Southern Dynasty seems to be shrouded in the vast snow, and it is impossible to see the road ahead at all.

There have even been rumors that the auspicious signs at the winter festival are fake, and now the whole country does not see a trace of auspiciousness.

Kyoto is connected to the royal palace, and the vermilion lacquer gate is closed.

Even in a closed wing room in the main courtyard of the palace, the sound of singing and dancing, string music, and laughter could be faintly heard.

Unlike the icy and snowy outside, the room was full of excitement, and six hotly dressed women danced in the center of the room.

Chu Lian hugged the two graceful women to drink and sing, so uncomfortable.

"Laugh at the king, laugh out loud."

When the singers and dancers in the room heard this, they all laughed coquettishly.

"His Royal Highness the King Lian, you are drinking!"

Chu Lian pouted and kissed the woman on the side on the face, and then drank the wine glass she raised, and then couldn't help laughing.

"That's right, on a good day, you should drink and have fun like this."

"Beauty, you say, don't you!?"

When all the women heard this, they all shouted in extremely loud voices.

"Yes, His Royal Highness King Lian is wise."

Lin Yiman, who was wearing a thick fox fur cloak, stood outside the wing room, and the maidservant who was waiting for her behind her whispered a reminder.

"Princess Lian, King Lian is happy at the moment, you still don't want to go in."

Lin Yiman listened to the sound of men and women flirting and scolding inside, her face was cold, and her hands under the cloak gradually tightened, she really hated Chu Lian.

Originally, her wedding with Chu Lian was supposed to be after the New Year, but for some reason, Chu Lian suddenly put this matter on the agenda, and the wedding was done in an extremely hasty manner.

The big wedding that should have shocked Kyoto was suppressed by the inexplicable form of the imperial court now, and even on the day of the wedding, even the wedding banquet in the palace did not have a trace of joy.

It wasn't until after the wedding that she realized that Chu Lian didn't advance the wedding in order to marry her at all.

Chu Lian clearly took a fancy to the daughter of the Lin Mansion and Mu Qingshu, the son of Mu Han, the general of the Zhenguo, and he continued to help the general of the Zhenguo at such a critical juncture, and marrying her was to have a relationship with the Lin Mansion, and naturally to have a relationship with the Zhenguo General's Mansion.

"Now that I am the princess of the palace, my husband disregards the order of the queen mother and drinks and has fun, can't I persuade him?"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yiman lifted her skirt and walked to the door of the wing.

"Knock knock!"

Lin Yiman knocked on the door of the wing.

It's just that the sound of silk and bamboo and dance music inside is very noisy, and no one seems to hear the knock on the door.

Lin Yiman is the little daughter of the Lin Mansion, and now she knows her role between the Lian Wangfu and the Lin Mansion, she knows that she is nothing, but since Chu Lian needs the help of the Lin Mansion and the Mu Mansion, she doesn't like it anymore, and she should be able to get by in terms of face.

And today she brought the news that Chu Lian had always wanted, and thinking of this, Lin Yiman became even more arrogant.

Bang!

Lin Yiman pushed open the door of the wing room hard, and she stepped in with one foot in her skirt.

The wind and snow poured in, and the cold wind fell on the coolly dressed women like knives, and everyone screamed.

Chu Lian's face was calm, and the hand holding the woman gradually tightened, and he stared at Lin Yiman with compassion.

"What do you mean, princess?"

Lin Yiman's original arrogance disappeared a little when she saw Chu Lian again, but she comforted herself that there was Lin Mansion and Zhenguo General's Mansion behind her, and her waist straightened again.

"I will speak to His Royal Highness the King of Lian, and the rest of the people will stand down."

Chu Lian didn't speak, but he was still sitting on the main seat, looking at Lin Yiman coldly, he knew that now was not the time to move her.

The maidservant girl behind Lin Yiman walked in boldly, and when she saw that the women inside refused to move, she licked her lips and said.

"Don't you even listen to the princess?"

A few women were very bold, and when they heard this, they were coquettish at Chu Lian.

"Your Highness, you have something to say!"

Chu Lian was still staring at Lin Yiman, and after a while, he withdrew the hand holding the woman and said quietly.

"This king has something to say to the princess, go down."

"Your Highness."

There are also women who refuse to leave and want to be coquettish.

"Get out!"

Chu Lian snorted, and his face became even more ugly.

This rolling word frightened all the women out of the room, regardless of how cold the wind outside was and how heavy the snow was.

Lin Yiman took a deep breath and bowed.

"See Your Highness for concubines."

Chu Lian snorted coldly, resting one foot on the chair and one hand casually on his knee, looking bohemian.

"The princess is really full of style now, and she dares to give orders in front of this king?"

Lin Yiman raised his chin slightly, not caring about Chu Lian's sarcasm, just raising his hand.

The maidservant behind him immediately understood, and exited the wing room and closed the door of the wing room.

For a while, some temperature in the wing room had recovered, and Chu Lian was still the same.

"Say, what is the matter with you here, if you can't say this king, I will let you pay for a song and dance to this king."

Lin Yiman smiled slightly, found a chair and sat down.

"Didn't His Royal Highness King Lian send a letter to the Zhenguo General's Mansion?"

At the mention of the Zhenguo General's Mansion, Chu Lian immediately changed his face, and he suddenly put down the hand on his knee and asked anxiously.

"General Mu has a reply?"

Lin Yiman knew that this was the news that could be manipulated by Chu Lian.

"Naturally, there is a reply, otherwise the concubine would not dare to make the decision to find His Highness."

Chu Lian immediately got up from his chair and rushed to Lin Yiman, with a touch of ecstasy on his face.

"How? What did General Mu say? ”

Lin Yiman looked at Chu Lian, and the corners of his lips lifted.

"Naturally, it is as His Royal Highness wishes, if His Royal Highness can treat the concubine well, the Lin Mansion will be stable, General Qingshu is the sister who loves the concubine the most, in this way, His Royal Highness can achieve great things."

"Good, very good!"

Chu Lian clapped his hands and shouted.

In the city of Kyoto, with the help of Mufu, even if Na Chu Nan has three heads and six arms, he can't resist it.

The ecstasy on Chu Lian's face turned into an obsessive look, and he seemed to see him ascend to a high position in a dragon robe not long after.

In the South Prince's Mansion.

Chu Nan looked at the news coming from the Su Mansion in his hand, and his brows tightened.

After a while, he crumpled the news into a ball and crushed it in the palm of his hand, Chu Nan regretted that he should have noticed it the moment the emperor became ill.

The goal of Dongchang and the people of the Imperial Concubine Ling faction is not only Chu Yu who is far away in Huizhou, nor is it to ascend to the throne of the crown prince, but now it seems that this is to be done in one step and ascend to the throne of heaven.

They are so calculating!

If the emperor wakes up, they will lead troops to force the palace!

If the emperor doesn't wake up, with Dongchang and Chu Lian controlling the government like this, they can quickly push him to that position.

Chu Nan angrily threw the crumbs in his hand into the charcoal basin, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and whisper.

"Chu Yu, Chu Yu, where are you? What the hell are you planning? ”

At this moment, Chu Yu, who had left Beijing for three months, was on his way back to Kyoto.

The snow disaster in Huizhou was severe, and the relief army sent from Kyoto not only delayed the journey, but also said that they could not enter the city after reaching the outside of Huizhou.

Only Chu Yu personally devoted himself to the action of rescuing the people.

During the day, Chu Yu, together with his men and the people, racked his brains to raise supplies, often numb from the cold, and his diet was no different from that of the people.

At night, Chu Yu, whose hands and feet were covered with frostbite, was rubbing the medicine while being stunned at the various porcelain bottles given to him by Su Youning.

In this bitter cold foreign land, Chu Yu thought of her, and only then did he understand the feelings in his heart more and more.

Fortunately, Chu Yu's efforts were not in vain, and what he did in the city won the respect of all the people in Huizhou City, and the news he wanted to hear was quickly in his pocket.

When the goal was achieved, Chu Yu began another plan, and when the disaster eased, he hid his news.

The disaster relief army didn't want to come in, and after days of heavy snow, they thought that the people in the city had long been helpless, and the people outside couldn't hear the news in the city, and Chu Yu didn't let any news out of the city, even if it was the palace of King Yu in Kyoto, he didn't send back any news.

was silent for more than a month, until the news came from Kyoto that the emperor was seriously ill, and Chu Yu knew that the time was ripe.

Chu Yu counted the men and horses overnight and went out of the city from the other side of Huizhou City, although he bypassed the disaster relief army, but the distance back to Kyoto was twice as long.

Braving the wind and snow all the way day and night, the closer he got to Kyoto, the more Chu Yu's heart beated, firstly because the plan was about to come true, and secondly because of Su Youning.

Chu Yu often wondered if Su Youning would have left King Yu's Mansion already!

Seeing that he was about to arrive in Qingzhou City, while he was resting, Zelan stepped forward to ask.

"Master, the rest of the people will go to Qingzhou City tonight, but do you want to stay in the city for one night?"

In the carriage, Chu Yu, who had experienced a lot of vicissitudes, rubbed the wrench in his hand, and his men and horses had been following him day and night for seven days, and commanded in a deep voice.

"Order, enter Qingzhou, and set off early tomorrow morning."