After being reborn, being alone as a queen

It was a cold winter, and the snow on the roads in the capital was about as high as a person's calf.

The cold wind is rustling, the whole world is a piece of white snow

A carriage was speeding on the road, the wheels rolled up snow and water splashed, and it went straight to the direction of Baihumen.

As soon as the guards guarding the palace gate saw the carriage, they retreated to both sides of the palace road, knelt down and saluted, and let it go.

All the way into the palace without hindrance

On the palace road of Baihumen, there were already people waiting.

The palace eunuch knelt behind him, and he stood there, looking in the direction of the White Tiger Gate, wearing a black brocade robe inside and a black dragon pattern cloak outside.

The snow-white fur at the neckline made his face look like a knife, his eyebrows and eyes were outlined in thick ink, and his lips were gorgeous.

The carriage stopped not far from him, and one of them opened the curtain and jumped down, rubbing his hands together and sighing, "Phew...Your Majesty, why don't you wait in the hall? It's so cold outside."

Song Huaian stood in the snow wearing a lavender brocade, his face almost blended with the snow on the ground, but his lips were extremely bright red, like red plums in winter, delicate and charming.

The colors and shapes are extremely attractive.

Mu Xiu pulled the clothes in Zhao Chengde's hand beside him, walked up, and covered him regardless of his reaction. It was Mu Xiu's outer robe.

Mu Xiu's face was as cold as snow, and he said, "Will the cloak I bestow on you increase in value if you put it in the mansion? If you are really allowed to rush to the hall wearing a single shirt and braving such a heavy wind and snow, tomorrow You shouldn’t be able to get up on the couch, right? Don’t think that this will soften my heart and keep you in the palace.”

Song Huaian had no choice but to let him put on the outer robe on himself. The faint ambergris smelled very good.

When his hands hugged him, he seemed to be able to feel the warmth from his body.

The attendant behind him handed over the stove: "My lord."

Song Huaian took over the stove, and put on another loose robe. His body was completely warmed up, and even the snow scene in the palace became very different.

The peach blossoms have all withered, leaving only bare branches, and a tree with thin snow, which is crumbling.

Mu Xiu and Song Huaian walked side by side towards the main hall. The palace servants and eunuchs stood up from the snow, and the cloth on their knees was soaked by the snow.

Song Huaian frowned and said, "How did Your Highness know that I would enter through the White Tiger Gate?"

Mu Xiu didn't look at him, he seemed to be staring at the road ahead and said: "Baihumen is the closest to the Prime Minister's Mansion, don't you know what kind of person you are? Someone who can take a step less and never take more."

Ben was still a little curious, but he didn't expect to be pointed out.

Song Huaian stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "Your Majesty really understands Gu."

In fact, Mu Xiu's peripheral vision never left the people around him from the beginning to the end, and every eyebrow and eye was clearly imprinted in his mind.

Mu Xiu said: "Today's palace banquet, I know you don't like to participate in such occasions, so."

His words suddenly stopped

Song Huaian's eyebrows twitched, and he said: "So?"

"So I have already ordered the banquet, and no one is waiting for you."

Mu Xiu glanced at him sideways, the narrow light flashing in his eyes exposed his bad intentions.

Song Huaian rubbed his forehead: "...then you ordered me to enter the palace as soon as possible."

Mu Xiu's lips curled up, a little narrowed

what he didn't say was

I just want to see you sooner.

Song Huaian was silent, no wonder the road was unimpeded, no one even asked questions, His Highness Ganqing dug a bright hole and waited for him to jump.

However, he glanced sideways at the corner of Mu Xiu's curled mouth.

As long as His Highness is happy.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Mu Xiu restrained his teasing thoughts, stopped and said, "Li Yuan, are you angry?"

Song Huaian naturally followed him to stop, shaking his head and said: "Your Highness is worrying too much, I will never be angry with His Highness, never will."

I don't know if it's an illusion

The moment Song Huaian finished speaking, Mu Xiu's eyes lit up.

Mu Xiu grabbed his wrist: "It's good if you don't get angry, otherwise I still have a headache and how to coax it, then I will have a headache."

His wrist was extremely thin, like a thin penny in his hand, he couldn't feel a trace of masculinity.

Mu Xiu frowned, pushed up his sleeves, and grabbed his wrist: "Did the Prime Minister's House treat you harshly? How do I feel that you have become thinner since you left the palace?"

The sleeve robe was pushed to the elbows, the cold wind poured into the clothes along the cuffs, followed by Mu Xiu's cold hands, Song Huaian's hair stood on end.

He held Mu Xiu's hand instead and said, "Your Majesty, before entering the palace alone, how long have you stood in the snow? Why are your hands so cold?"

Mu Xiu didn't expect to be held by him, his whole body froze, and he looked up

Song Huaian frowned, his long eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his thin lips were tightly pressed, his slender fingers rubbed his hands, and the temperature gradually became warmer.

Mu Xiu turned his head aside, and said calmly: "I just arrived, and you arrived."

Song Huaian looked up at him, then turned his head and said, "Eunuch Zhao, tell me."

It's winter, Zhao Chengde is sweating like rain, thinking that you two are arguing, this is embarrassing the slave.

Mu Xiu also turned his head away, looking at Zhao Chengde with a blank expression.

Zhao Chengde looked at Song Huai'an, then at Mu Xiu, struggling in his heart, and finally said: "Master Prime Minister, Your Majesty did not lie to you."

The corners of Mu Xiu's lips twitched faintly

Song Huaian stared at him for a moment, knowing that there was nothing he could do. In the end, he just sighed, put the hand stove in his hand into Mu Xiu's hand and said: "There are many people in the palace, and even though I was a child, I often used my hands to warm His Highness. , but now it doesn't work, His Highness is warm with a hand stove, it doesn't make much difference."

Mu Xiu looked at the flash of loneliness in his eyes, hugged the stove in his hand, and said, "The red plums in the plum garden are all in bloom, why don't you go and see them together? It doesn't matter if you go to the banquet later .”

Song Huaian nodded

The palace people surrounded the two of them and went to the plum garden in the palace. Sure enough, the plum blossoms had already bloomed. When they were still some distance away from the plum garden, the plum fragrance was already very strong.

The plum tree branches are covered with snow, but the flowers are still in full bloom, proud of the snow and frost.

Shuofeng is easy to understand, not easy to destroy

There are clusters of red plums, the only bright color in the snow-white sky, which is particularly vivid.

The white plums are delicate and pure white, almost blending with the world, especially with frost crystals in the stamens.

Zhao Chengde sighed, and said: "The plum blossoms are so beautiful, so beautiful."

Song Huaian climbed onto a red plum with his fingertips, closed his eyes and sniffed gently, a few snowflakes fell on his long and thick eyelashes, and a breath of ice and snow filled his nose, followed by the rich plum fragrance.

That scene was as beautiful as a picture scroll.

The palace people were stunned

Mu Xiu just looked at him quietly

Song Huai'an opened his eyes and found that all the people were staring at him. He clenched his fist and put it on his lips and coughed, "What's wrong? My face is covered in mud?"

The palace people subconsciously shook their heads crazily

Mu Xiu said, "Do you still like it?"

Song Huaian smiled slightly: "This plum garden must be a must in the palace every cold winter, so Gu naturally likes it, but."

Mu Xiu raised his eyebrows: "But?"

Song Huaian broke off a branch and played with it in his hands: "Although plum blossoms are hardy to the cold and are proud of the wind and snow, Gu still prefers pear blossoms, especially the pear blossoms in Xiangping City."

Zhao Chengde couldn't help but said: "Master Prime Minister, don't talk nonsense, Lili, this pear blossom is so unlucky, most of the people in that city of Xiangping have moved away, and now it is a deserted city, it is estimated that after a few days It will become an empty city in [-].”

Song Huai'an sighed halfway: "Yes, it's unlucky."

The folks believe that pear blossoms symbolize parting and departure, and the color is pure white flowers, which correspond to funerals and will bring bad luck to the family.

Mu Xiu frowned, feeling that he had nothing good to say next

Sure enough, listen to him

"Isn't it just like this pear blossom in the eyes of the people, it is unlucky, it will bring bad luck..."

But he couldn't finish his words

Because Mu Xiu slapped his hand, his voice was colder than fine snowflakes falling on his face: "Don't look at the flowers, go back to the hall."

Song Huaian was whipped again and rubbed his hands helplessly.

A group of people turned around, ready to go home

not far away

It seems that the branches couldn't bear the heavy snow that had been coming for several days, and they were bent over by the pressure.

Thin snow falls to the ground and makes a 'rustle' sound

Song Huaian paused, turned his head slightly to look at that place, and then bent the corners of his lips.

Mu Xiu sensed the meaningful smile on his face, and said, "Why are you laughing?"

Song Huaian shook his head and remained silent.

When they returned to the main hall, the officials who attended the banquet in the hall had already drunk three rounds, the singing and dancing in the hall were peaceful, and the snow was blowing outside the hall gate, which was quite special.

In the center of the hall stood a young boy, dressed plainly, and even patched in some places.

Between the dragon and the phoenix among this group of people dressed in brocade clothes, they looked particularly abrupt.

The people around were all holding wine cups, with leisurely and even malicious smiles on their faces, looking at the young man who was pushed to the center of the hall.

In several corners of the main hall, there are several large-scale heaters, but it is like being on a warm couch in the cold winter months.

Yaochi Immortal Palace is nothing more than that.

Song Huai'an's smile gradually faded away, Mu Xiu also stopped, and the palace people behind naturally didn't dare to make a sound.

"Do you want to enter the Imperial College with this qualification? A child from a humble family"

"Hahahaha, young man, do you know what the Imperial College is? It is a place for the imperial court to cultivate the pillars of the country for His Majesty, not for a kid like you who doesn't know how to make progress to play and fight."

The young man turned to a seat, lifted his robe and knelt down: "Master Jijiu, the grassroots want to enter the Imperial College! No matter what you need to pay!"

Sitting on that seat is Guozijian Jijiu, Ding Yanshan.

Standing behind him was a boy who was about the same age as the boy in the palace, wearing a light gray blouse uniformly issued by the Imperial College, covering his mouth and giggling, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Ding Yanshan grew a goatee, looked at the boy for a moment, then wiped his beard with his hand and said, "Then can you tell me how you got in?"

The boy clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said, "The Caomin came in under the carriage."

uproar

A trace of pity flashed in Ding Yanshan's eyes, he shook his head and said, "This is the imperial palace, trespassing or sneaking is a death penalty, none of you here today can save you, maybe you can save yourself?"

Confusion flashed across the youth's clear eyes

A malicious smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth behind Ding Yanshan

help yourself?How can an ordinary person save himself?

Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save you even if he descends to earth