Shen Zhixi returned to the capital, and it was already the end of the year.

Maybe it was because of the injury, when she returned to the capital, Shen Zhixi had nightmares for several days in a row.

When her spiritual platform was clear again, she found that an old Taoist priest with fairy wind bones came out of the mural and bowed to her, "This is too illusory realm, King Huainan asked the eldest princess how well." ”

Shen Zhixi wanted to cry without tears, "Where did you see that I was fine?" Tell me first, what happened to the assassinations along the way? ”

"Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, I'm just responsible for informing you, and I can't take care of these things......"

Before King Huainan finished speaking, Shen Zhixi took out a dagger and held it against his throat, "Do you say it or not?" ”

Seeing the wind, King Huainan said: "I said, but this matter is a little complicated, can Your Highness put down the knife first......

Shen Zhixi sneered and withdrew the knife in his hand, "You are afraid of death even if you have a soul." ”

King Huainan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then said: "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, the secret of heaven must not be revealed, we are destined to meet again......"

Before she could threaten him with a dagger again, the king of Huainan ran away without a trace.

Shen Zhixi: "......"

But then again, why does this Huainan King's voice sound so familiar?

And then there are all the things that I experienced in my previous life, so real, so terrible.

"Meow meow—"

With another cat meow, Shen Zhixi pulled out of the nightmare and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on her forehead.

Luckily, it was just a dream.

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a white light, dazzling.

What catches your eye is the familiar crimson bed curtain, the antiques on the Bogu shelves, and the dazzling collection of books......

Yes, this is the dormitory of her previous life, Xuanhua Palace.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" The palace maid who was asleep on the couch woke up in a daze when she heard the movement, but was startled by Shen Zhixi, who didn't know when to sit up.

"Mingqing?" Shen Zhixi rubbed her eyebrows and asked with some uncertainty.

Ming Qing nodded, and asked tentatively, "Could it be that Your Highness is in a nightmare?" ”

Shen Zhixi smiled bitterly.

She wished it was a dream.

But this dream was too real and too depressing, and she couldn't let go of it until she woke up.

The fragmentation of the past is gone, but those unforgettable pains can only be known to know what it tastes like when you taste it yourself.

Now that she is living again, she vows to let those who are heinous also taste this pain!

Thinking of this, she chuckled: "Little girl, the two of us are the same people, with me, you don't have to be afraid." ”

Ming Qing's eyes turned red: "His Royal Highness has been sick for so many days since he came back from southern Xinjiang, Ming Qing ...... How can Mingqing not be afraid......"

"My illness has delayed a lot of business." Shen Zhixi took out a bell hairpin from her makeup and inserted it in her hair, and said softly, "Mingqing, put the folds that have accumulated in these days in front of the bookcase." ”

In the third year of Jinghe, the little emperor was fourteen years old, and many things that he couldn't make up his mind were thrown to his sister.

In her previous life, she never dreamed that he would be a wolf of Zhongshan who could not be raised.

Ming Qing responded to this matter, hugged a pile of music and returned to Xuanhua Palace, "Your Highness, Lord Tang Xiujin and Tang are waiting outside the palace." ”

"Then let him wait." Shen Zhixi finished reading the excerpt at hand and said, "Let him think about how to trick this palace into coming in again." ”

Ming Qing looked at the eldest princess in disbelief.

In the past, His Royal Highness liked to deal with Tang Xiujin the most, why did he get sick, as if he had changed someone?

After a while, Shen Zhixi raised her eyes and glanced at the Western clock on the Bogu shelf: "The hour is almost up, let him in." ”

A young man dressed in court clothes walked in slowly, knelt down and said, "Tang Xiujin, the young secretary of Dali Temple, ask Her Royal Highness the eldest princess Wanfu Jin'an." ”

"Really?" Shen Zhixi didn't raise his head.

"Back to Your Highness, this heart is bright, and what can I say." Tang Xiujin replied neatly.

Shen Zhixi threw a fold to him, "Be bright, see for yourself what good your people have done." ”

Tang Xiujin picked up the fold and remained silent.

"The situation in Longxi is still unclear, you want to force the palace to change generals?" Shen Zhixi said coldly, "Gu Yuan is the minister of Gu Ming that his father has already set, even if the Tang family gets involved in the military department and the cabinet, I am afraid that they will not be able to resist and disobey the order." ”

"Your Highness is right, as the head of the Tang family, the minister is not strict in governing the family, and I ask His Highness to be lenient." Tang Xiujin kowtowed.

Shen Zhixi's tone softened, "This palace also knows your difficulties, the Jinchang Tang family has not been monolithic since the old marquis left, and it is not easy for you to support the Tang family." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for understanding the minister's difficulties."

"This is the end of the assassination in Southern Xinjiang, please go back and take care of your own family, don't meddle in the family affairs of the palace." Shen Zhixi said coldly, "Let's go down." ”

"Wechen retired." Tang Xiujin floated away.

Ming Qing's face turned pale when he heard this: "Your Highness, this is ...... What's wrong? Why did you and Lord Tang quarrel? ”

Shen Zhixi sighed.

She doesn't want to be like Mingqing, innocent, and she doesn't have to hide her true heart.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhixi rubbed Mingqing's bun and said, "The stakes are very high, it is better for children to know less." ”

Suddenly, another palace maid hurriedly came over and said, "Your Highness, Lord Gu Yuan Gu asked to see her, and she is now waiting outside the palace." ”

"Let him in."

When Gu Yuan came in with the cold wind, Shen Zhixi was playing chess with herself.

"Your Highness's illness is getting better?" Gu Yuan sat down across from her.

Shen Zhixi said "um", "It's snowing so much, what are you doing here?" ”

"I went to see the emperor, and I came to see you." Gu Yuan drank all the tea in the cup, "Your Highness, is it interesting for you to play chess with yourself?" ”

Shen Zhixi smiled lightly, "So I'm waiting for someone to play against me." ”

Gu Yuan was slightly stunned.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Not a year, not ten years, it's her whole life.

Gu Yuan smiled, "Didn't I come, Your Highness didn't forget, or I sent you back." ”

"Ah Yuan." Shen Zhixi said suddenly.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"I heard earlier today that you refuted a few Lords and factions?" Shen Zhixi's slender hands fell unhurriedly.

Gu Yuan didn't deny it, "Yes." ”

"Longxi is fighting like this, and it's impossible to stop now." Shen Zhixi sighed faintly, "The Hexi Corridor is the throat of Guanzhong, no matter what, I Dazhao can't be choked by anyone." ”

"I arranged my own people there, so I was relieved to come back." Gu Yuan said softly, "But His Highness is right, not an inch of the ancestral territory can be lost. ”

"So I'm on your side." Shen Zhixi smiled softly, "It's just that the lord and faction of the court have the upper hand, and there will be one after another people participating in your performance in the past few days, so you should be more careful." ”

"Your Highness too."

——

A courtyard outside Yandu City.

"As you can see, she didn't die at the hands of Zhu Chunchen and Jing Xizi." Tang Xiujin slowly drank a cup of tea, "I went to southern Xinjiang, and His Royal Highness learned a lot more wisely." ”

The man in the Xuanyi with half of the mask on the opposite side shook his head and sighed: "It's also her fate, I led her soul into the realm of too illusory only to find out that she is no longer the innocent little girl she was before." ”

Tang Xiujin smiled when he heard this, "Someone else?" ”

"That's not true, she doesn't trust me."

"Tell Xuanji Pavilion to keep an eye on His Highness, don't let her make any mistakes." Tang Xiujin said lightly, "Those Iron Floating Slaughter you have placed should also be withdrawn." ”

"This is my Cheng Jue's business, and it has nothing to do with Your Excellency." Xuanyi said coldly, "I advise Your Excellency not to stretch your hand too long. ”

Tang Xiujin smiled: "Don't forget who you are." ”

Cheng Jue said-for-tat: "In the past, Han Gaozu was only the chief of the Pei County Pavilion, and finally raised troops to win the Qin Dynasty. ”

Tang Xiujin just smiled and didn't speak.

When frost kills herbs, people die.

"I'm afraid that this year will be sadder than the twenty-seventh year of Zhenyuan." Tang Xiujin finally said, "Yan is full of snow, you and I cherish each other." ”

Tang Xiujin said a word.

The wind and snow in Yandu seemed to grow endlessly, and the heavy snow fell for three days in a row, and there was no sign of stopping.

Under the eaves of Hanzhang Palace, Shen Zhixi was wearing a moon-white skirt, her plain white slender hand poked out of her sleeve, and a little snow fell on her palm.

But in a moment, the snow melted into her palm.

Gently and quietly, without the slightest trace.

"Your Highness, is the snow really that beautiful?" Ming Qing on the side asked.

Shen Zhixi gave a perfunctory "um".

She stayed in Jinling for three years in her previous life, and did not return to Beijing until her father died.

It rarely snows in Jiangnan, and every time she sees snow, she is excited like a bouncing rabbit.

Now that she has returned to Yandu to enjoy the snow, she knows what is the best in the world.

Suddenly, the celebrant He Zhangyin hurried over, breaking the rare silence.

"Eldest princess, the emperor wants to see you."

Shen Zhixi recalled what happened in her previous life, and her eyes rolled.

It's okay to see if this white-eyed wolf bites now.

Thinking of this, she followed He Zhangyin into the Hanzhang Palace.

It was cold in January, the earth dragon was still burning in the hall, the little emperor and a few eunuchs were playing barefoot on the floor, and they didn't even think of anything serious when they saw Shen Zhixi coming.

"Ah Heng."

There was no answer.

"Shen Heng!" She couldn't help but raise her voice.

Hearing this scolding, Shen Heng waved his hand and sent those eunuchs away, and said in a proper manner: "Sister Huang." ”

"As the king of a country, what does it look like to ignore the government and play hide and seek with eunuchs in the deep palace?" Shen Zhixi was a little displeased.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Shen Heng waved his hand a little impatiently.

Shen Zhixi sighed, "Ah Heng, the father and the queen mother are gone, the imperial sister is the only one, even if you do your part, I can't ignore you." ”

This sentence seemed to pinch the little emperor's death hole, and Shen Heng's eyes were red.

Shen Zhixi breathed a sigh of relief.

At least now this white-eyed wolf is still thinking about the love of his sister and brother, and he won't move her.

But I don't know about it in the future.

So she had to pull out the white-eyed wolf's minions before that fateful moment came.