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After smashing for a long time, I heard a light knock of the door bolt, and the heavy doorman was forcefully pulled open a gap. The doorman squinted his eyes half-closed to look at Lanjing by the faint firelight in the courtyard, stared blankly for a while, and then suddenly Kowtowing to the ground in panic, he stammered loudly, "My lord... my lord!"

"Where is the princess?!" Lan Jing grabbed his lapel and said coldly.That strength was actually able to lift people up.

"Yes, in the backyard." The concierge was frightened half to death, and quickly pointed to the distance tremblingly, and replied in a crying voice.

Lan Jing threw the man away fiercely, striding towards the courtyard against the flying snow, the gorgeous brocade robe was blown up by the cold wind, making a fluttering sound.

The fire from the main hall of Li Mansion illuminated a large area of ​​the courtyard, and the white lanterns hanging beside the lintel were extremely glaring at this moment.The long white silk coils were tied into flowers, wrapped around the beams, columns and window edges, and the increasingly clear cries were entangled in Lanjing's ears like a curse, making his mind suddenly go blank.

Lan Jing froze in place, and the hazy shadow gathered around him, making him even more depressed.He didn't dare to get close, and he couldn't stay away, so he could only stare at the little white light foolishly, standing in the cold wind at a loss...

"My lord." Ling Feng sneaked back to his side from a distance without knowing when, and whispered softly in his ear with his downcast eyes, "The general is not in the main hall, should we look elsewhere."

"Uh... well..."

Lan Jing was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at Ling Feng, only to see that his brows were furrowed, and he was looking at her with a worried face.

When Li Xuan is in a bad mood, he always likes to find an empty place to drink wine. At this moment, he is probably sitting alone in the cold wind, licking his wounds...

Lan Jing led Ling Feng through several quiet paths and came to a garden that had been abandoned for many years.Through the dry branches on the old tree, I saw a black figure sitting on the cold ground with his back against the tree trunk, looking up at the sky motionless.

"mysterious……"

Lan Jing approached cautiously, and called softly.But that person acted like he didn't hear it, like a weathered stone statue.

Perhaps it was because of sitting for too long, a thick layer of snow fell on Li Xuan's robe, looking from a distance, his whole body seemed to be buried in a snowdrift.Snowflakes fell gently on the slightly upturned handsome face, but in the next moment, it turned into little "tears" in the warm breath, flowing quietly along the cheeks.

Looking at his desolate appearance, Lan Jing felt a sudden burst of sadness in her heart.In less than half a year, he lost his brother, lost his military power, and now even his only remaining relatives died suddenly.At this moment, he probably feels that he has nothing, right? !

"mysterious……"

Lan Jing called out again, walked slowly to his side with distressed eyes, and squatted beside his slightly raised knee.

Li Xuan's hands were half resting on his lap, and a silver jug ​​was hanging precariously between his fingers. It had bottomed out, and occasionally a drop of spirits slowly fell from the elongated spout.

Lan Jing took the jug and put it beside him, but his fingers were as cold as frost when they touched him.Lan Jing hurriedly held his hand, warming it carefully in the palm, and then raised her eyes to look at Li Xuan, only to find that he had slowly turned her head to the side, and was looking at herself with soft eyes.

"It's cold outside... Now it's chaos here again, you... go back to the palace first."

Li Xuan tried his best to put on a smile, wanting to stroke his watery long hair with the other hand.But the fingertips had already been extremely frozen in the cold night, curled up for a long time and couldn't open them.

Lan Jing looked at his strenuous movements, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly...

"I won't go..." He hugged Li Xuan's shoulders with sobs, and leaned on him stubbornly and muttered, "We agreed... we will spend this new year together! You can never break your promise again!"

But at this moment, the man in his arms who had been bringing him warmth was cold all over his body, and the place where his skin met was so cold that it could pierce his muscles and bones.

"Sorry……"

Li Xuan turned sideways slowly, hugged his trembling body tightly into his arms, gently kissed away the tears on his face with his cold and chapped thin lips, but his own eyes were blurred with tears, "Such a festive Days, let you... also feel sad..."

"Xuan..." Lan Jing closed her eyes obediently, and hugged his strong back as comforting. On that pale little face, the slender eyelashes still had little teardrops, trembling slightly in the uncontrollable emotion, "Please, don't say that..."

"I owe you a lot on the wedding night..." Li Xuan suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, wrapped Lan Jing's mink velvet cloak tightly with stiff fingers, and gently embraced him again.Only then did he raise his head again, looking towards the snowy sky, "I wanted to give you a bridal candle today, but I didn't expect..."

Li Xuan smiled dejectedly, and his once bright eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor.Unexpectedly, on this happy night when the whole family was reunited, he was asked to accompany her to live such a bleak life.

There is no warmth from candles, no gluttonous feast, just sitting in the cold wind hugging each other, without even a thin blanket to keep out the cold...