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The prince's carriage was waiting inside the palace gate. Zhao Zhuo was waiting there. The officials who attended the banquet left one after another. The palace gate became deserted and the prince did not come out. Zhao Zhuo could only wait there until it snowed heavily. After a while, Zhao Zhuo saw the prince's figure appear at the end of the palace road.

The tall and slender figure walked in the gradually piling up snow, and the dark official uniform was covered with loose snow. Zhao Zhuo saw that the prince had an exquisite cloak draped over his elbows, which was also covered with snow. Zhao Zhuo held up an umbrella and went to greet him: "Why don't you put on the cloak, Prince?"

Zhao Zhuo didn't remember whether Xiao Lie brought this item when he entered the palace, and he didn't think of anything else at this time.

Xiao Lie tightened his hand holding the cloak and shook his head. Zhao Zhuo thought that the cloak was wet so the prince didn't wear it, so he took it and said, "Prince, let me take it."

The hand he extended fell into nothing, and Xiao Lie subconsciously moved away. Facing Zhao Zhuo's puzzled gaze, Xiao Lie got on the carriage directly without explaining: "Go back."

Zhao Zhuo drove back home.

Because of the snow, the streets were quiet, but inside the carriage, Xiao Lie's heart was not at peace. He didn't know why he said those words. The figure that could not be erased from his mind, she stood in the snow, stretched out her hands to hold the snow, and when she looked back at him, it was breathtaking.

Some things are gradually getting out of control and deviating from their track.

"The prince never came out after he went in?" the butler asked Zhao Zhuo who was accompanying him.

Zhao Zhuo held the sword and nodded: "Yes."

The housekeeper asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

Zhao Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "I haven't heard what happened at the palace banquet, but it seems that the prince didn't wear a cloak when he left, but he was holding one when he came back."

The two looked at each other and then towards the study. The butler said, "Maybe the prince will stay in the study tonight."

At the court the next morning, the third prince who had said yesterday that he would come to Dayan for marriage did not show up, and the matter of marriage was no longer mentioned. The envoy followed the prince's instructions and apologized, saying that he was drunk and talked nonsense yesterday, and he would send an apology gift when he returned.

The envoy only received the order outside the prince's house and did not see anyone. Although he felt strange, he did as he was told.

Gao Huang glanced up at the high seat, and the empress did not look surprised. After the banquet last night, the palace servant had been keeping an eye on the whereabouts of her majesty, and when he saw her climb into the Wenguang Pavilion, he hurriedly reported to him, and Gao Huang happened to see it when he arrived.

First, a small shovel was thrown out from the high wall of Wenguang Pavilion, and then a petite figure nimbly climbed over the high wall. I was not surprised after seeing him. He was so blatant in the imperial palace, but all the palace servants and guards thought they were blind. Only the lord of the imperial city could do this.

At that time, Gao Huang asked: "What has your Majesty been doing?"

The woman jumped off the fence, picked up the shovel, and said with a clear and flamboyant look: "Pick up something."

The shovel was raised towards Gao Huang, so Gao Huang stopped asking questions and covered his eyes with coldness: "As long as your majesty is safe and sound, that's all."

The three princes of Xiyi who did not appear today were obviously the answer of yesterday.

There was still one person who had not arrived in the hall. Hua Xia glanced at the position where Xiao Lie was supposed to stand, but it was now vacant. It was not known whether he had taken sick leave or not.

Wangfu.

The butler stood outside the study and knocked on the door. No one answered, so he asked, "My Lord, you should eat at least a little bit even if you don't have breakfast or lunch."

After a while, there was some noise inside, and the door from the inner room opened. Xiao Lie was covered in cold snow, as if he had not slept all night. His eyes were deep and his voice was filled with gravel: "The matter of marriage..."

The housekeeper said, "The envoy is drunk and talking nonsense. He will not stay for long and will leave in two days."

According to past practice, foreign envoys usually stayed for at least half a month. This is the first time I have seen one stay so quickly.

Xiao Lie closed the door: "Just lunch."

The housekeeper looked at the closed door, sighed silently, turned around and saw Zhao Zhuo, who asked, "What happened to the prince?"

Even if the old man guessed something, he couldn't say it. He sighed deeply and shook his head.

In the evening, dinner was ready. The old housekeeper was waiting outside the study. He knocked on the door, and this time the door opened quickly. Xiao Lie stood inside, lowered his eyes, and said in a calm voice, "Prepare the car."

Zhao Zhuo immediately stepped forward and asked: "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

The old butler asked at the same time: "What about dinner?"

"Let's go to the Marquis' Mansion." Xiao Lie took big strides and walked out.

Zhao Zhuo hurried to prepare the car.

After the move, only one servant was left in the mansion to guard it. It snowed for the first time yesterday, and when the gate was opened, no one had stepped on it, so the snow was three inches deep. Xiao Lie asked his followers to stay in the outer courtyard, and he walked through the central hall to the back alone and entered the ancestral hall of the Xiao family.

The former Marquis of Zhenbei and most of the people of the Xiao family's generation were buried in Mobei. An altar was set up for them in the ancestral temple in Quejing, with lamps burning forever and incense burning continuously.

Xiao Lie lit the incense in his hand and knelt down in front of the gods. He did not kowtow, but looked like he was being punished. No one in the Xiao family would punish him, so he was punishing himself.

Xiao Lie had never married, let alone had concubines. Before yesterday, he had never been attracted to women, kept himself clean, and was only concerned with revenge. When the Prince of Xiyi proposed a marriage, Xiao Lie was confused, so much so that he questioned her without thinking.

Extremely embarrassing.

Even with a negative answer, she still felt uneasy, because sooner or later she would have a lover, and here, it was hard to deny that she was moved, so she cared...

However, there was no chance for her and him.

She is his enemy.

He clearly understood everything, but when he opened the door today, he still couldn't help asking about the marriage. Xiao Lie hated himself for being like this and despised himself to the extreme, so how could he fall in love with his enemy?

Being so unfilial, how could he deserve the protection of the people when the enemy army invaded the city?

This life is not his own.

Hua Xia skillfully climbed over the wall and walked out of the palace, then went to the palace. She learned that Xiao Lie had gone to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, so she turned and climbed over the wall of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. The ancestral hall was the only one lit in the entire mansion, so it was easy to find. She sat on the wall and saw a shadow coming from inside.

Kneeling with back straight.

Being sick was an excuse, and this excuse would probably continue to be used in the next few days. Hua Xia narrowed her eyes, stared at him for half an hour, then climbed down the high wall and went straight back to the palace.

Her actions were not hidden. After she left, Xiao Lie felt a moment of relaxation on his back. The eternal lamp was very bright, but it could not illuminate the darkness in his eyes.

The next few days turned out just as expected. Xiao Lie missed the morning court for a long time and came back half a month later. The situation in Quejing and the direction of the court had changed. With Xiao Lie's planning and Hua Xia's connivance, the situation changed very quickly.

After Gao Huang found out that she intended to give up power, he seldom came to see her. Now, the two of them were secretly fighting for power.

The largest brothel in Quejing is Gao Huang's territory, which secretly operates an intelligence network with a mixed crowd, which makes it suitable for hiding one's tracks. Xiao Lie appeared in there several times and apparently found out something, while Hua Xia watched the show with great joy.

Ever since her first visit, she wrote a letter of complaint to Hualou, saying that the restaurant's hot dishes should be replaced by a famous chef, otherwise it would be a waste of customers.

But no one who came to the brothel actually came to eat, so this letter was unique.

The next time Hua Xia came again, the dishes in the restaurant had indeed changed.

There were constant performances on the central stage in the lobby on the first floor, so this brothel was bustling with people of all genders. The decorations on both sides of the stage were surrounded by colorful cloth, and the middle was concave, which was filled with gold and silver thrown by the spectators. Hua Xia could see it clearly from the upstairs.

I have to sigh: "The male lead is really rich."

Money makes the world go round. Gao Huang has secretly cultivated countless forces.