"Song Yuan, are your eyes mushy? Can't you see the ambitions of those wolves? The stumbling blocks for me are getting worse and worse every time, and why did they die at the hands of those people? You see, after death, I will collect the body for you, are you very angry, and if you are angry, you can quickly climb out of it. ”

"Song Yuan's wife..."

Cursing and regret over and over again with various fragments circulating in her mind, Song Yuan's wife looked at the tall man in black clothes embroidered with gold lace with his back to herself, with a little anger and sourness in the corners of her eyes.

This person is really poisonous, and he didn't forget to slander her even when she died, but those words were scolded.

Those who are good to her on the surface, she finally saw all of them clearly, but there is still a hope in her heart.

Thinking of her sincerity over the years, one day she will be able to wrap up those ugly and dirty black hearts, and let them know their way back, but she was wrong, where did the bullshit come from in the courtier's hall in the royal compound.

She treated them well in exchange for betrayal and deadly poison, and she saw through them.

What she was so cruel and cruel to him was that he was maneuvering and collecting the body for himself, but she couldn't understand him.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Chunhua called softly.

Yan Fan looked at the pale cheeks covered with sweat stains on the inside, and the corners of his eyebrows frowned slightly, "Your Highness seems to have a nightmare." ”

"Your Highness."

Chunhua bit her lip, her eyes full of worry, and she called softly while wiping beads of sweat for Song Yuan's wife.

She has made a choice, and His Royal Highness's words woke her up, the life and death of all of them are decided today, not the masters in the palace, she can't see the Son of Heaven, and the only status quo is to choose one master and die.

Chunhua has been in the palace since she was a teenager, and her first master is His Royal Highness, although she sent a message to the concubine, but she herself knew that the concubine didn't even know who she was.

What's more, she has done her best to take care of Song Yuan's wife for so many years, and she has brought her up from infancy to her current appearance.

At that time, Huayu Hall did not arrange too many people, and they were scattered.

"Chunhua, do you say we give it to ourselves..." Looking for a way back? Before he finished speaking, Yan Fan saw His Royal Highness's open eyes, and looked at each other coldly, so frightened that Yan Fan choked on the second half of his throat.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up." Yan Fan pushed Chunhua, and Chunhua hurriedly looked over and helped Song Yuanwen up, tears of joy flashing in her eyes.

Song Yuan's eyes gradually cleared.

"Let's get dressed."

Song Yuanwen lifted the futon and got up, and Chunhua and Yan Fan quickly changed her clothes.

Halfway through the Yan Fan to the dining room, Chunhua showed her determination.

"The slave is a person of His Royal Highness in this life, and will never betray, if there is a second heart, there is no place to bury him." Chunhua knelt on the ground and looked at Song Yuanyu with sincere eyes.

Song Yuan's wife helped the person up, "Auntie is serious, aunt lives for herself in this life, as long as she doesn't betray, aunt still has a chance to go out of the palace to live her life." ”

Chunhua nodded, and Song Yuanwen didn't say anything more.

The human heart is too difficult to understand, and it can only be taken one step at a time, even if Chunhua betrays, but who will believe what she says as a child? Or is she still a waste chess piece princess who is no threat in the eyes of outsiders.

After breakfast, Song Yuan's wife continued to go to the queen to copy the scriptures and worship the Buddha as always.

Chunhua and Yan Fan helped Mama Zhou cook meals, and they were like this for half a month, and the queen didn't care if she didn't see anything famous, but Chunhua noticed that something was wrong with Yan Fan.

In the evening, Song Yuan's wife knelt down to worship the queen and was about to return to the side hall, and Yan Fan went to fetch things on the way, accompanied only Chunhua.

Chunhua hesitated for a long time before saying, "Your Highness, Yan Fan has been staying with Mama Zhou in private recently, I don't know..."

"It's okay, there are people watching Yan Fan there, you follow me closely, don't come out for the time being at this stage." Song Yuan said.

Chunhua was shocked, there is someone behind the Fifth Highness?

Who is it?

She didn't believe that a ten-year-old child could be so calm before, unless there was a master behind her, and this master was definitely not the queen and the concubine, could it be that?

Chunhua suddenly thought that His Royal Highness had told him before that this world was today's, and he was suddenly solemn, no wonder... Thinking of this, Chunhua nodded in response.

Where did Song Yuanwen know what Chunhua thought, she knew that Yan Fan was originally the person next to the queen, and Mama Zhou couldn't find out from Chunhua, so she naturally asked Yan Fan.

Now it has been more than half a month, about the original mistakes of the ten princes, the emperor has forgotten almost everything, most of the court has begun to ask Cheng to let the queen come out of the cold palace, Mama Zhou looked for Yan Fan over, half to find out if the concubine had given her news, and half to pass the news from her side, no one will doubt it.

Yan Fan has always been the queen's person, remembering what she said before she died in her previous life, Song Yuanwen didn't want to agitate, and she didn't have to worry about it if she could get out of the cold palace with the queen's hand.

And that's just the beginning.

Song Yuan's wife glanced at the red wall outside the cold palace, her left hand was clasped tightly on her right hand, the pain of the five horses splitting the corpse, the pain of being betrayed sincerely, she remembered it in her heart.

I don't know if it was the cold wind of the early cold or the sequelae left by her previous life, Song Yuanwen put the plush shawl against her neck, and the soft fluff made her temperature a little warmer.

Song Yuan's wife walked to the door of the side hall, the sky suddenly fell fine white snow to her shoulders, she raised her hand and landed in the air, the cold temperature melted in the palm of her hand, Chunhua saw this and quietly entered the hall to light the stove.

"Boom."

The cyan object fell in the snow, crossed in front of Song Yuan's eyes, and fell to the ground hidden in the white snow.

Song Yuan's wife looked around vigilantly, Chunhua entered the house, and the side hall was dilapidated and there was no one to be seen.