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As soon as she raised her head, she met a pair of clear eyes, and Lan Luo's puzzled and shocked eyes flashed. She opened her mouth slightly, but was unable to speak for a while.I scratched my head in embarrassment, then smiled brightly at her.

"Your Majesty, why did you come here late at night?" She turned around, walked to the dressing table, opened the drawer, took out a fire pocket from inside, and lit two candles.

"樰, I miss you tossing and turning, I can't sleep at night, so I come to see you to relieve the pain of lovesickness." I walked over and took her hand, pulled her to the table and sat down, "Why are your hands so cold, hurry up Tuck it into my sleeve, and I'll keep you warm."

The moonlight was quiet and cool, and I saw a touch of pink on her fair cheeks. She lowered her head slightly and asked in a low voice, "Then why doesn't Your Majesty go through the main entrance?"

I pouted outward: "There are two pigs sleeping at the door."

She turned her head and glanced, and there were two figures sitting cross-legged, unusually upright, leaning straight against the door, motionless, the dusty shadow cast directly into the hall, the old man pulled by the moonlight.She couldn't help laughing out loud, and after a while, she suppressed her laugh, "Oops" softly.

"Xiao, what's wrong?"

"Oops, Nuo'er's cat is gone, it was still here just now." Lan Lai searched around the hall twice, but couldn't find it. She glanced at the open window and said, "I fell asleep at night and heard it kept going. I was scratching with my paws, got up and looked, it turned out that the window had been forgotten, and it scratched a crack, just as I was about to close the window, His Majesty just turned in, presumably it must have jumped out from here."

Seeing her anxious appearance, I quickly said, "It's okay, I'll accompany you to find it. Where did you find this cat?"

Lan Xi pondered for a while and said, "Nuo'er said that there are dozens of dead osmanthus trees in an abandoned garden. Does your Majesty know where it is?"

My face changed slightly, and I said seriously: "So it's there, you should watch Nuoer more closely in the future, don't let him play in there, the cat won't look for it, and I'll send it to A Yuan tomorrow."

Lan Xie saw my face covered with frost, and asked cautiously: "It's just an abandoned garden, but what's wrong?"

I took her by the shoulders, sat down on the edge of the bed, took a deep breath and said: "In the past, when the father was dying, the brothers fought for the throne, and they did not hesitate to join forces in the court and suppress each other. Only the youngest seventh prince , because of his mother's humble background and young age, she was the first to be the victim of this struggle because she had no reliance in the court. I heard that the father was very fond of him two years before his death. Seventh brother's handwriting is good It is a pity that the father did not expect that the disease would be so fierce, and he would not be prepared for his sons who were like wolf and tiger, so that in the end, one of his favorite sons died. in front of him."

"Struggle with authority, brother Ni Qiang. It can be seen that being born in an emperor's family is not necessarily a blessing." Lan Xie sighed softly, "However, what does this have to do with the abandoned garden? It's possible that the seventh prince is... ..."

"The seventh younger brother loves sweet-scented osmanthus so much that he is almost insane. He once praised it as 'the love is far away, but the fragrance stays'. At that time, there was only this garden in the palace with sweet-scented osmanthus. It is fine golden colored glaze, drifting with the evening wind, and the whole palace is immersed in the melting fragrance. Father ordered people to repair the garden, and let the seventh brother move in. Two days before father died of illness, I don’t know who released it. With a fire, even people and the garden were burned up. From then on, there were no sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the palace, and no one dared to mention the word "seven princes". The sweet-scented osmanthus garden became an abandoned garden, overgrown with weeds, It is heard that every night, there are wandering and sighing sounds, and everyone thinks that the soul of the seventh brother has returned, wandering in the osmanthus garden every night, looking for the murderer who set the fire back then."

"I see, it's a pity." Lan Xie frowned lightly.

I leaned close to her face, raised my eyebrows and asked, "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that flowers hurt people, the beauty in this world will not last forever." Lan Xie's eyes were full of water.

I said solemnly: "So, we should take advantage of the good things of flowers and people, and cherish the current relationship, Xi, don't you think so?"

"I..." There was a hint of panic in her eyes.

I hugged her tightly in my arms, rubbing her soft hair on my cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Xi, after so many days, do you have any sincerity towards me?"

"Your Majesty, I..." Her body froze for a moment before she slowly said, "I'm sorry."

My heart seemed to be clenched tightly by someone, and it was so painful that I twitched, tightly clutched my sleeve, after calming down, I tried my best to smile, rubbed her hair and said: "It's okay, I can wait. If Your heart is cold, so I will warm it up, and the three feet of ice will still turn into a puddle of spring water."

Lan Lai remained silent for a long time, my heart felt cold, I slowly let go of my hand, and stepped back, suddenly found that Lan Lai was in tears, I smiled wryly, and sighed: "Am I really annoying you like this? "

Lan Xie got up, knelt down in front of me, weeping uncontrollably: "I remember His Majesty said on the day of the wedding that if I want to leave, Your Majesty will not stay. Now, please let me go." She saluted and touched her forehead. land.

I just felt that someone had stabbed her a few times, helped her up, held back her sobs and said: "I gave you a chance to choose, and since you have stayed, I will never let you go."

She raised her head and looked at me, her eyes were very clear for a moment, and her voice was cold: "If your majesty insists on keeping me, please put me in the cold palace, or demote me as a servant girl. I can't afford it."

Surprised by her sudden change, looking at her resolutely beautiful face, I finally shook my head and said with a wry smile: "I don't like being bothered by me every day, so if I don't go, why bother to lower my status and become a Slave, can't you get along with yourself? I don't think you don't know what life is like in the cold palace. Even if you despise me, you shouldn't get along with your own body."

I dug my nails deep into the flesh, and walked past her step by step with difficulty.Pulling open the door vigorously, two eunuchs knelt on both sides tremblingly, peeking at my face, I coughed, and asked: "Who is in charge of burning the charcoal basin of the Sparrow Palace? The weather is so cold at night. The carbon is all burned up, why is no one coming in to add it?"

"Back... back to Your Majesty, it's Zhusang, husband... Madame said no, Zhusang she...she went back to sleep." The little eunuch tremblingly said.

"Madam is kind, but a slave should not forget his duties just because his master is kind. Let me find out next time, no matter who he is, if he is dragged out, he will be punished a hundred times."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Finally, he looked back into the hall and saw Lan Xie still sitting on the ground in a daze, and told the two young eunuchs: "It's cold on the ground, go and help Madam up."

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Lan Xie watched him walk out without looking back, leaned forward, and stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab something, but finally hung down powerlessly, his eyes watched him drifting away for a moment. Looking at Yuan's back, her red lips parted slightly, and she called out silently: "Harrier." The tears could no longer be controlled, and burst out of the embankment carrying all her feelings for him.He bit his lips tightly so that no one could hear his sobs.What he said just now came to mind again, "If your heart is cold, I will warm it up, and the three feet of ice will still turn into a puddle of spring water." 'She held her chest, and heard her own violent heartbeat. In this quiet night, his words, like drums, hit her heart one after another. He thought her heart was like still water, but he didn't know that the surging waves had already She even drowned herself.She leaned her head on the bed rail, sighed and smiled wryly, and muttered to herself: "If you really melted away the three feet of ice and found that besides a heart, there was a sharp knife inside, you would definitely regret it.

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There was a strange atmosphere in the court hall, and the ministers turned their attention to Mr. Wei, the prime minister. Mr. Wei stood there with a sullen face, silent.