In the middle of winter, the north wind is bitter, the silver-gray clouds are galloping in the sky, the cold snap is rolling, and a heavy snow is brewing.

The small courtyard in the deepest part of the west of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei seems to be quite depressed, and few people have set foot in the past.

It is said to be a small courtyard, but in fact it is only three or two huts, even the windows are in tatters, perhaps too remote and dilapidated, and there are no houses nearby.

The walls of the house are full of old cracks, and they are even more mottled after being wet by rain and snow, just looking at it, no one would think that this is the courtyard of the Beihou Mansion in the powerful town of the capital.

Chao Li's face was pale, his long hair was hanging down wantonly, and he was lying on the collapse with only his underwear, covered with a thin sheet and patched quilt.

She stared straight ahead, but she had no focus, and she held a white silk handkerchief in her hand.

"Gah!"

The door opened, and Tsing Yi eagerly stepped in with a bucket of hot water that barely smoked, and she turned around and immediately closed the door with one hand.

However, the cold wind was relentless, and it still poured in from the door.

Chao Li's right hand was raised, and the silk handkerchief covered his lips and coughed violently, and his palm-sized cheeks, which were originally colorless, turned slightly red.

Tsing Yi put down the wooden bucket in his hand heavily, and didn't even care if the water spilled wet his shoes and socks.

In fact, this bucket of hot water was obtained by her wasted all her strength, and although there was not much heat left at the moment, she also waited for an hour before finally bringing it back.

At this moment, she didn't feel sorry for the bucket of water, but worried about everyone on the bed.

"Miss, why are you coughing again?"

Tsing Yi was full of distress for Chaoli, she bit her lip in distress, and her tears contained in her eyes and did not dare to fall, It is also in the past six months that she has re-called Miss, and she is no longer the princess.

Chaoli coughed for a long time before she eased up, she gently took off the silk handkerchief on her lips and put it into the quilt, and smiled faintly at Tsing Yi.

"Tsing Yi, I'm fine."

Hearing this, Tsing Yi's tears finally burst out of his eyes.

"How can it be okay? Miss has always been weak, and this has been tossed for half a year, but it is still not good, on the contrary. By the way, hot water, the slave maid came back with hot water, and the young lady could soak her feet. The group of bastards who looked down on people asked for hot water and pushed back to make the young lady wait for a long time. Tsing Yi paused, raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, and continued to speak hesitantly, "Miss, it's better to talk to the prince of the world, the son of the world."

The corners of Chao Li's mouth were hooked again, and his eyebrows were full of gentleness, but he interrupted Tsing Yi's unfinished words.

"Silly girl, I want to eat lotus crisp."

Tsing Yi didn't say it, but Chaoli knew what she wanted to say, it was nothing more than to be soft on that person, turn big things into small things, and everything went back to before.

It's a pity that there's no going back.

Tsing Yi's face was full of joy, "Miss, wait, the slave will make it for Miss immediately." ”

The words fell, and Tsing Yi got up.

Compared with the hot water that has been basically cooled just now, it is more important to have an appetite for Chaoli.

In the past six months, Chaoli has never taken the initiative to say that he wants to eat.

Therefore, Tsing Yi happily ran to the kitchen.

However, Tsing Yi didn't notice it, and when Fang Chaoli was talking to her, her left hand on the inside pinched her thigh fiercely, and the green tendons on the back of her hand were already rising.

After Tsing Yi left, Chaoli took out his right hand in the quilt and spread out the silk handkerchief in his palm.

In the middle of the neatly folded silk handkerchief, there was a dazzling bright red, and the acacia flowers embroidered on the corners were also more and more delicate because of the bright color.

Chao Li lifted the quilt, put on his coat, slowly walked to the door, and pushed the door open.

The weather is cold in the twilight of the year, the wind and snow are coming, and the surroundings are white.

Ruixue Zhaofeng year, it seems that next year will be a good harvest year, but she should not be able to wait.

At this time, there was not too much snow, and he walked out slowly with his body on his back, one by one light footprint.

As if sensing the biting coldness, she coughed a few times.

This time, she didn't hide her lips again, and let the red in her throat erupt, blooming sporadically on the snow and clothes.

A few breaths away, Chao Li walked particularly hard, the petite back slowly moved forward, obviously speechless, indifferent, but extremely lonely, and the whole body seemed to be shrouded in sadness.

Finally, she walked under the crooked-necked date tree in the courtyard.

The withered yellow leaves followed Xiao Xiao's wind, and they threw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth.

Chaoli stretched out her hand tremblingly, wanting to gently touch the crooked-necked jujube tree, which was also the place where she walked most often in the past six months, and it was also her favorite.

When he was about to touch the trunk of the tree, Chao Li's body still couldn't support it after all, and he fell down softly and smashed into the snow.

The past came to mind one by one, Chao Li's breath was short, and it was like a fire burning fiercely between her lungs, as if countless blades were scraping her intestines.

"Miss!"

A terrible roar sounded, and Tsing Yi crawled and knelt beside Chao Li, helped her up, and wiped the blood from her lips for her.

It turned out that Tsing Yi only reacted halfway to something was wrong, in the past, her own lady never made a request, and the young lady knew that the situation of the two was like this, and it was impossible for her to be embarrassed to eat lotus crisp.

Besides, the lotus crisp can't be eaten at all in this season, because there are no lotus flowers in the house in winter, and the only possibility is that the young lady wants to take her away.

Chao Li pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and there was some helplessness in his eyes.

"Don't cry."

The body has no soul, the heart is full of holes, and living is actually a sin.

"No, no!" Tsing Yi couldn't cry, "Miss, why are you so hard, why did you end up in such a field?" ”

Chao Li took a bitter arc and moved the silk handkerchief in his hand.

Without it, the clock of love is lost.

"I'll pay him back."

Chaoli struggled to raise his hand, wanting to hand the silk handkerchief in his hand to Tsing Yi, but unfortunately it was only in vain.

Tsing Yi trembled, "Miss, you're so stupid." ”

Foolish? It's stupid to think about.

After three years of marriage, the sorrow is greater than the joy.

She should have known that the man had no heart, but she plunged into it, held a true heart in front of him, and let him trample on it.

That's fine, that's fine.

If there is an afterlife, I only wish not to know you.

Chao Li's consciousness was completely blurred, her throat was slightly itchy, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the acacia flower silk handkerchief in her hand.

Finally, I stopped breathing.

Chaoli only felt that his body was light, and he wanted to wipe the tears from his face for Tsing Yi, but he could only pass through her cheeks in vain.

After a long while, Tsing Yi trembled and picked up Chao Li and walked out slowly.

It's too light.

It wasn't until now that Tsing Yi didn't know what his young lady had become.

"Miss, Tsing Yi will take you home."

When his consciousness returned, Chao Limeng suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and his face was cold.

After a while, Chao Lizai sat up, wiped away the tears in his eyes, looked at Gu Hanzhang's figure still standing under the acacia tree, and muttered to himself.

"Gu Hanzhang, the Chaoli who loves you the most died in the winter, and your waiting cannot be resolved."

I'm tired and tired, and that's the end of it.

(End of chapter)