The weather is getting colder day by day, and there are dark clouds above the imperial city every day, and when the winter wind blows, the grass and trees are withered, and the eyes are full of desolation.

No matter where in this world, there are always people who see the wind and make the rudder worship high and low, since Shen Qingrong was pregnant, those palace people who were originally good friends with Jiang Ning have all flocked to Changle Palace.

The foyer of the cold palace is cold, and the fields in the courtyard that were originally full of vegetables are now overgrown with weeds.

The climate is getting colder day by day, and although the Ministry of Internal Affairs also sends charcoal stoves and other utensils for heating to the cold palace as usual, it is not very concerned after all, and there is not much left after deducting the layers of deductions.

Only Lu Feng and Lin Zheng were left with some warm utensils that they often sent.

Jiang Ning didn't care about this.

She spends her days with Snowball, making some toys for Snowball in her free time, but she doesn't seem to care about herself so much.

Whether it's good or bad, the days are still going on day by day, approaching the end of the year, and all the houses in the harem are preparing for the New Year, but the cold palace seems to be isolated from the world.

Seeing her so negative, Zheliu was anxious in her eyes, and persuaded Jiang Ning many times to no avail, and after her eyes were red again and again, she finally couldn't help but explode.

One day, Jiang Ning was playing with a snowball with a small bamboo ball, and Zheliu had just retrieved some red paper to cut some decorations for the New Year.

After trying to communicate with Jiang Ning several times and being ignored, Zheliu was furious, picked up the snowball in front of her, and was about to say something to make Jiang Ning sober up.

Unexpectedly, before she could speak, Jiang Ning looked up a little dumbfounded, looking at her with a confused expression, her eyes were dazed, like a dazed girl who had strayed into a strange realm.

Ori Liu lost his temper in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ning's voice was very soft, with a bit of weakness.

Zheliu was inexplicably choked by her, and after a while, she spoke softly, "Niangniang, it's almost the end of the year, and the slave wants to cut some colored paper with you to ask for a lottery." ”

This is a custom that has existed since the beginning of the country, when the year is closed, the red paper is cut into the shape of various animals and pasted on the window, meaning auspiciousness and health.

Jiang Ning was slightly stunned, nodded slowly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a somewhat jerky smile, "Okay." ”

Her smile made Zheliu almost cry.

"Okay." Zheliu spoke incoherently, handed the snowball in his hand back to Jiang Ning, and hurriedly went to prepare the materials.

Jiang Ning and Zheliu were cutting ribbon paper around the table, I don't know if it was because of the recent excessive worry, Jiang Ning's cutting movements trembled slightly.

Zheliu saw the pain in his eyes and heart, but he could only force his tears and continue to cut his head.

The two of them didn't know how long it took to cut, the originally gray sky was a little darker, and Zheliu looked up at the sky, but unexpectedly found that there were crystal snow flakes falling from the sky outside the house.

"Look, it's snowing!"

Zheliu shouted excitedly, Jiang Ning turned his head to look out the door, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

Gongguo is located in the south, and when it rarely snows in winter, even if it falls, it is only a little snowflake the size of a grain of salt, and when it falls on the ground, it has completely turned into water droplets.

As for the shocking scene covered in snow and snow, Jiang Ning had never seen it at all.

Just when the master and servant were shocked by the scene of snow in front of them, there was a knock on the closed palace door, Zheliu put down the paper and scissors in his hand, walked quickly to the palace gate, and opened the door, it was Jiang Qingyuan's somewhat thin and vicissitudes of life, and beside him, a young man in Tsing Yi was holding an umbrella for him.

Seeing Zheliu, a faint smile appeared on his face, and then he spoke.

"Youlao, I want to see Concubine Ning."

Zheliu nodded slightly, then retreated to the side, and Jiang Qingyuan slowly walked towards the main hall with the little servant.

The moment the other party stepped into the palace, there was a brief surprise in Jiang Ning's eyes.

After all, although she and Jiang Qingyuan have the name of father and daughter, in fact, they have never known each other in their lives, and they are not even acquainted.

Jiang Qingyuan took off the big hat on his body, handed it to the little guy next to him, and the little guy took it, patted the snow on it, and retreated obediently.

And Zheliu also followed closely and closed the door of the main hall.

He paced two steps in the palace, looked left and right, and seemed to sigh with some regret, "Niangniang doesn't seem to be doing well." ”

Jiang Ning smiled, there was no uncomfortable look on her face, after all, no matter how hard and tired she was, she had come over, and this level was nothing.

"The good and the bad have their own ways." Her face was indifferent, Jiang Qingyuan saw this, her face was a little surprised, and then she nodded appreciatively.

"Mother's open-minded."

Jiang Ning straightened the paper cuts on the table, motioned for Jiang Qingyuan to sit down, and brought the teapot to pour Jiang Qingyuan a cup of hot tea, but no matter how he poured it, he couldn't pour half a point.

Only then did she realize that she didn't even have a cup of hot tea in the palace.

She smiled at Jiang Qingyuan with some embarrassment.

Jiang Qingyuan waved his hand, looking unconcerned.

"I came this time because I have something to discuss with my mother." As he spoke, he took out a pack of kraft paper wrapped in kraft paper from his bosom and sent it to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning took it, leaned to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, it was a packet of medicine.

Before she could ask about the use, Jiang Qingyuan took the lead in opening her mouth, "A few days ago, the old man sent someone to look for the little girl and found it in an embroidery workshop in Suzhou. ”

Jiang Ning suddenly understood that the matter was serious, and quietly swallowed the confusion in his heart.

"Now she is married to a doctor at the former pharmacy and has a child." Speaking of this, Jiang Qingyuan's dim eyes revealed a bit of indescribable warmth, "It's a well-behaved little boy." ”

When Jiang Ning was considering whether to give a blessing, the other party continued.

"The little girl has already admitted that she suddenly eloped with this doctor because she was instigated by a woman she met when she was buying jewelry, and the old man found out after investigation that the other party was indeed from the Shen family."

Before Jiang Ning could be surprised, the other party continued to speak.

"The old man has already informed the emperor of this matter." He twisted his beard with his chin, "The old man guesses that the emperor should have his own plan for this." ”

She nodded slightly, still not getting out of the other party's words.

After all, now that she and Mu Jingzhao have broken up, even if the other party has any plans, they will not tell her.

"The old man has a premonition that this imperial city will not be peaceful in the future, so he wants to ask Niangniang, is she willing to leave early to avoid the upcoming wind and rain?" (End of chapter)