Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 96 [Prince and his sister-in-law] If there is a chance

In fact, there were early signs. When she entered the palace that day, she saw that the man who was sweeping the palace at the front was actually the attendant who called Jiang Youpan back. The man looked at her, opened his lips, and only said a word "Song".

Song what?Wen Queyu thought about it for a long time, until she met the fake Wen Queyu, she said, "I remember who the man next to you was that day. I saw him at the First Prince's Mansion before. He is Mr. Song, right?"

It's Mr. Song, that's right, he is Mr. Song in the mouth of the attendants, and also in the mouth of the Qianjin of Yushifu.

It was Mr. Song who climbed on the wall of her house all day long, and it was Mr. Song who took her to see Jiang Yousi.

Wen Queyu seemed to have known him for a long time, but also seemed to have never known him before.

She felt cold, very cold, like walking barefoot in the snow, even if she was huddled under the quilt, she couldn't feel any warmth.

Even though she knows that this is just a novel world, all the people here are just walking in accordance with the system's settings, and she knows that the person who set up this story at the beginning is herself, and the system is only a little bit based on the original foundation. Modification only.

The feeling of powerlessness was like a rising tide that submerged her whole body in an instant. What was even more powerless was that it was she herself who caused these situations to happen. She had no way to blame others or blame her, because Wen Queyu knew very well that it was her fault.

It is actually simple to say, and can be summed up in a few words.

Song Yufan relied on Jiang Yousi's trust to help him manage the soldiers scattered among the people. It was originally agreed that as soon as the crown prince leaves the capital, people from the dark will come to meet him outside the city.

But Song Yufan didn't let people go out, and a fire burned all the soldiers locked in the courtyard to sleep.

The first snowfall that day was really heavy. It was heavy enough to cover up the diffuse smoke, and it was heavy enough to gently cover all the darkness.

Wen Queyu is not a girl with a cheerful personality. She is well aware of the darkness and carelessness in her character, and she also understands that her cheerfulness and liveliness are all because someone likes her.

Thinking about it, it seemed like something happened in the previous life. She even forgot whether Jiang Yousi was wearing a junior high school uniform or a high school uniform at that time. She only remembered that there was a tree with small white flowers growing next to him, and he was standing on the tree. The rest of the time chatted with Wei Heng.

Wei Heng said, "Isn't it? That girl is so pretty, you don't even blink at all?"

Jiang Yousi didn't seem to have listened to what he had to say, so he just said yes perfunctorily.

Wei Heng asked again, "Then what type do you like? Oh, Master Jiang, why are you looking at me like this? I'm curious! Isn't it okay to be curious?! I'm not a gay, do you need a scrutinizing look? ?”

The type I like, Wen Queyu, who was hiding in the corner, pricked up his ears, but heard the man's voice lazily.

"Cheerful and laughing, with a lively personality."

Cheerful love to laugh, lively personality.

Later everyone said that Wen Queyu was really an optimist, no matter what happened, he was happy, as if there would never be any troubles.

Even she thought she might be a natural optimist.

But for some reason, at this moment in the snow all over the sky, she suddenly remembered these past events, and realized in a trance that the self in her own eyes and the self in the eyes of others are the type that that person likes.

She thought that she could pretend to be just friends if she didn't go deep into it, didn't think carefully about those calculations, those worries about gains and losses, and those cautiousness.

The words "childhood sweetheart" are really annoying, like a protective shell, completely blocking out the obscure and unspeakable love.

If you forcefully break in, you may be broken, and if you keep silent, you are pretending to be confused.

No one knows better than her that Jiang Yousi weighs more than her.

No one would know that her bottom line was nothing more than Jiang Yousi.

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The snow in the capital is getting bigger and bigger.

The snow was so thick that day that it covered the entire foot when stepped on.

The crunching sound of soft snow being trampled can be heard all over her ears, Wen Queyu holds the stove that was stuffed for her in twos and twos, and leans lazily by the door to watch the snow.

After that day, she thought that Song and Fan would never come again.

But he acted like nothing happened, running here every now and then, sometimes with barbecue and sometimes with snacks.

He put down his things and didn't leave, just stayed there and talked to her.

"It's been quite a long winter in the capital. You can see that the snow outside is so thick that it can kill people. When the weather gets warmer, I'll take you out to see deer, okay?"

"Do you still remember the old man who often begged in front of our door? At that time, you said that you felt sorry for him. Now he has opened a snack shop. Those snacks are delicious. I will bring you some tomorrow!"

Wen Queyu ignored him, she just hugged the little fox and looked at the white snow outside.

Song Yuxun was not embarrassed at all and continued to chatter.

"Actually, the girl in Fengyue Pavilion is really not very good, and the wine in the restaurant is not very fragrant, and it is not even as comfortable as the wall in your house."

He smiled and stood up. I don't know since when, he never wore those fancy clothes in front of her again. He was either dressed in white or black, which was more elegant and elegant.

Song and Fan smiled as they walked outside.

"Ningshuang, next spring, if you have a chance, can you accompany me to catch fish? I have never caught fish with you before."

"If there is a chance... there is a chance..."

The voice and the person disappeared into the vast white snow.

The news that the emperor was seriously ill reached Wen Queyu's ears half a month later. She lay on the bed and watched as she hurriedly added firewood to the brazier.

There was a knock on the door, and the guard at the door asked who it was.

The man said in a deep voice that he is a person in the palace of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Wen Queyu hurriedly let people in.

When Siqi saw Wen Queyu, he only said a few words.

He said that His Majesty's condition has become more and more serious recently, but His Highness's life and death are now uncertain, and the East Palace cannot be without its owner for a day. His Majesty left a piece of edict to pass on the throne to be made public in three days. His Highness and Concubine Shu are very happy lately. , The affairs in the palace are never reported outside. Your Highness is not here, so Si Qi must let you know these situations.

Wen Queyu paused holding the hand of the heater, her brows and eyes were a little tired, she nodded, and said very softly that she knew.

Three days later, the snow stopped in the capital.

Standing in front of the house, Wen Queyu heard a heavy sound of horseshoes, and the attendants of the General's Mansion hurried over to bring Wen Queyu back to the mansion.

They said, miss, the weather in the capital has changed, and the master asked us to pick you up.

The journey back to the General's Mansion was extremely quiet, and even when driving to the city, there was no sound. Wen Queyu was a little suspicious, and raised his hand to open the curtain, but was stopped by the attendants outside.

"Miss, it's cold outside."

Wen Queyu was not interested at all, so he let go of his hand after hearing this.

The stove in his hand was billowing with mist, and Xiao Qi huddled up with a whole fox and leaned against the stove.

It murmured as if talking to itself, "Although it is a plot we arranged, it is too cruel."

(End of this chapter)