"What is this?" Song Zhi and Qingyue returned to the Hounuan Pavilion with a warm pot, and found that the candles in the hall were extinguished.

The afterglow of winter shines through the cracks in the windows on the surrounding floors, adding a layer of warmth that is visible to the naked eye.

The house was sprinkled with flower petals all the way to the outside of the temple.

Song Zhi followed the petals all the way to the Imperial Garden.

I saw a huge camellia standing there, like a fairy who had left behind and was independent.

It is covered with white camellia, which looks even more noble in this cold and windy winter day.

"How can there be camellias on this day?" Qingyue had never seen this strange scene, and she couldn't help but marvel.

Song Zhi looked closer and found that these camellias were all artificially tied, and there were a few faint silk threads on them.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Yichen walked out from behind the camellia, he was wearing a cloud brocade dress today, but there was a sense of freshness.

"Your Majesty, this...."

"I couldn't find a beautiful flower in winter, so I ordered someone to put it alone in a warm pavilion, and I forced it to ripen its buds, and then tied it to a tree."

"Why does Your Majesty do this?"

"I wanted to give you a gift, but I didn't know what to give after thinking about it, so I planted this camellia tree for you with my own hands."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the concubine likes it very much."

No woman can refuse flowers, let alone Song Zhi, who grew up in the desert since childhood.

The girl's dark heart was ignited again by a camellia tree at this moment.

"Next year, you'll be able to see the camellia bloom by itself."

Song Zhi responded lightly, and was hugged into Zhao Yichen's arms.

That night, Song Zhi finally unloaded the strength of his whole body to cater to Zhao Yichen.

Between the two, there was unprecedented harmony.

Zhao Yichen slept soundly on one side, and one hand did not forget to put on Song Zhi's waist.

She looked at Zhao Yichen's sleeping face and thought to herself, it is not impossible to be imprisoned like this.

"I promised to send you camellias, and I did." Zhao Yichen suddenly dreamed.

Song Zhijiao responded shyly, "I know." ”

"Ries."

The voice was very soft, but it was still heard by Song Zhi.

It turned out that in Zhao Yichen's heart, Song Zhi was still regarded as Li Si, and she was always a stand-in.

Whether it is teaching her to learn calligraphy, or maintaining her in front of the Queen Mother, it is inseparable from her face.

knew the result from the beginning, or chose to deceive himself again and again, and in the end it was only himself who was hurt.

Since she stepped into this land of Jinzhou, Li Si has been surrounded by Li Si.

Song Zhi and Li Si have never met, but in the fingers and fingers of the people around them, they understand every bit of Li Si.

Nowadays, no one knows Li Si better than Song Zhi.

When she was in Helan Mansion, everyone knew that she was a tool sent to the palace, and she did not receive any kind words.

Now that she has entered the palace and become a concubine, she is still poked in the back.

She even has to be regarded as her by the person next to the pillow.

No matter how desireless and wantless people are, they are bullied again and again by these surroundings, and they should have the heart to fight back.

Repeated touches, repeated escapes.

In this constant horizontal jump, her heart was completely cold.

The gentle Jiangnan, together with the moon, is also gentle and sad hanging on the sky, sprinkling its gentle moonlight on the attic.

The next day, Song Zhi woke up earlier than Zhao Yichen, and she served Zhao Yichen according to the rules and wore clothes and crowns.

When he put on the last string of pearls, Song Zhi opened his mouth hesitantly, "Your Majesty, the concubine wants to move back to Yilan Hall to live." ”

"Why do you want to go back to Yilan Palace? Not good here? ”

"No, no, the concubine thinks it's inappropriate to live here."

"I let you live here, and you will live here."

Zhao Yichen was scattered with pearl accessories, and the sound of colliding with each other was like the sound of shackles dragging on the ground.

The back, as if to say, "Help me." ”

It's simple to sympathize with a man, but the terrible thing is that she is kind at the bottom of her heart after all. Once you have skin-to-skin affection for a man and compassion, these two things are like a pair of hands from hell, constantly pulling her into the abyss.

She didn't know, she didn't know what rejection was.

Zhao Yichen taught her not to bow her head to a person easily, even if she wanted to save this person.

At that time, Zhao Yichen would never have thought that he would create this dagger with his own hands, and one day, he would stab him in the chest.

"Niangniang, didn't Your Majesty let you continue to live there?" Qingyue carried several boxes of different sizes and followed behind Song Zhi.

"Sooner or later, I'll have to move anyway, and it's better to go by yourself than to be driven away by others."

Song knew that there weren't many things, so the two of them carried each other a little bit, and they finished moving in one trip.

"Niangniang, I...."Qingyue put things away, clenched her dress tightly with both hands, and said hesitantly.

"If you have something to say, let's not be so divided between us."

As the saying goes, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennels, even if the Heavenly Temple is as brilliant, Song Zhi still thinks that she is more comfortable and comfortable in the Yilan Palace.

"Today, Xu Zongxian was summoned to the palace, and I want to give him a taste of the pastries I made, as a New Year's gift."

"Okay, you, you have even inquired about when Xu Zongxian entered the palace, it is really the girl's mind drifting out." Song Zhi teased Qingyue, and pushed her out with both hands.

"Go, go, come back early."

When sorting out the box, Song Zhi turned out a copper key at the bottom of the box.

This was given to her by Zhao Yichen, and she had never seen it.

Now that it's almost the New Year, it's time to clean up.

The furnishings in the house have basically not changed, and they are still the same as last year.

It's just that because no one cleaned it, it was covered with a layer of dust.

After doing a simple cleaning, Song Zhi walked towards the inner hall.

It is very simple inside, and it does have the etiquette that should be read with a companion, and Song Zhi is now sitting on the position of a concubine with a face similar to her, and his heart is a little more unsteady.

"I don't mean to take your place, when the time comes, I'll go." Song Zhi dipped a cloth in water and gently wiped the tables and chairs around him.

Suddenly, a brocade box fell from the top of the cabinet.

Li Si, like Song Zhi, likes to put the box on the top of the cabinet, thinking that the palace people in the past did not clean it carefully, which led to being discovered by Song Zhi today.

The brocade box is full of small objects that Li Si likes, among which there is an earring, the color of the jade is not very good, but the style is very exquisite, it is a plant and a stalk.