Through the palace of the king of subjugation

Bai Ou, who was "entrusted by others", thought about it, and finally went to find Gao's servant to say hello, and returned to the imperial court to be on duty.

It's just said to be in front of the emperor, but recently it's just guarding outside the dormitory; sure enough, as he heard from his colleagues before, Li Yu hardly stepped out of the dormitory. Just a few glimpses through the crack of the door.

The little emperor didn't look too good.

The originally thin body was supported by a young boy's face, with a little baby fat that hadn't completely faded away, so he didn't look weak; I saw Wu Qing.

Getting more and more haggard.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a teenager under eighteen.

But the Guangming Palace at night is still singing and dancing, even if the white gulls have not been on duty at night recently, they can still be heard from a long distance; think about the explicit records in the history books, look at the little emperor's thinning face——

Bai Gu frowned and didn't know how to tell this lie to Madam Su, because looking at it like this...it's a bit...

The appearance of excessive indulgence...

He just hew and hawed with Su Momo for several days, mostly saying that the little emperor is fine and reassuring the old man, but the more he saw it, the more he felt something was wrong.

At night, the "excessively indulgent" little emperor didn't even go to court during the day, but he didn't appear to be resting in the bedroom. He sometimes paced in the hall, sometimes lowered his head and was busy doing something, even if he had nothing to do, he just stared out the window... …

One look is an afternoon.

The white gull saw through the crack of the door when the servants came in and out, the door was opened and closed, with an interval of one or two hours, the little emperor was sitting by the window, not even changing his posture.

After a few more days of messing around like this, it was his turn to be on the first night shift after resuming his job. Whenever he thought of the pungent aroma that night, he would get a headache, so he simply changed shifts with someone else.

It’s impossible to switch to the daytime, but it’s still possible to switch to the late night when everyone avoids it; after the end, go to the bridge to wait for Madam Su, the time is just right.

Bai Gu, who had planned everything, was in a good mood. He took a rest early to catch up on sleep, and woke up in the middle of the night very refreshed.

After opening the door and walking out of the guard's cubicle, he became more energetic...

On this day, it was so cold that people couldn't even think about it.

The sky began to drizzle, and the rain fell to the ground and turned into ice.

White Gull has never experienced such extreme weather, but has seen it in the news——

freezing rain.

The cold air from Siberia wedged itself into the warm air from the south like a wedge, and also into the bones of the white gull.

The gulls from the north have seen sandstorms and blizzards, but they can't adapt to such cold and humid weather.

The damp rain covered the feathers layer by layer. He was not exposed to the rain, but the winter clothes all over his body still stuck to his skin as if soaked, with tiny barbs, which were painful.

He folded his forearms and stomped his feet on the porch outside the dormitory to keep warm. Looking at the icicles forming on the eaves, even the tips of his fingers seemed to be pricked with needles.

Finally, it was the first time to see the power of winter in the southern country.

He was on duty late today, and the singing and dancing in the dormitory behind him stopped together with the candlelight. According to his previous temperament, he should just find a place to hide at random, but this weather really deprived him of rushing into the rain again. courage.

He turned around and looked at the small side room connected to the emperor's bedroom behind him.

I don't know if it was Xiao Yao or who was on duty today, but there were only a few people on the left side of the emperor, and he was basically familiar with them, so it shouldn't be too much of a request to be able to roast with charcoal fire?

As he was thinking, his hand was already quietly on the door and nose.

In the cold, any illusion of warmth carries a deadly temptation.

After pushing open the door, the white gull was a little disappointed. The charcoal fire in the room had been extinguished, and there was still a choking smell.

But in any case, it is much better than the air with knives outside.

He entered the door cautiously, closed the door lightly, and then tentatively called out in a low voice: "Xiao Yao?"

No one responded.

So, he took out the fire folder in his sleeve pocket.

He wanted to see who was on duty tonight, it would be best if he could say hello to the person, and then light the extinguished charcoal basin; but after his eyes gradually adapted to the faint light of the fire, he found On the small wooden bed not far away, a thin body was huddled.

The man was wrapped in a quilt and covered his head, huddled in a corner of the wooden bed, and the thick quilt could not cover his slight trembling.

White Ou frowned, suddenly felt strange.

The servant stays in this side room, just in case the master has orders at night; who dares to sleep with his head covered when he is on duty, he just called in the room but no one responded, if the master has orders, how can he listen get?

He stretched out his hand to protect the faint light of the fire folder and walked forward, just when he wanted to see clearly, he was so frightened that the fire folder in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The huddled person on the small wooden bed suddenly lifted the quilt, and shouted twice indiscriminately, as if calling someone's name.

White Gull immediately extinguished the torch in his hand and hid behind the curtain. After listening to it for a long time, he realized that it seemed to be talking in his sleep.

The man's voice trembled with fear, as if it was still a nightmare.

White Gull let out a long breath, stepped forward again, and suddenly heard two familiar names in a burst of raving——

"Madam Su...you...you save Xiaobai...save...save Cuizhu..."

Mother Su and Xiaobai?

White Ou suddenly felt his heart tighten.

He turned around and looked at the small wooden door leading to the emperor's bedroom.

The hand holding the fire folder suddenly trembled inexplicably.

Probably because it was really too cold, Bai Gu comforted in his heart; the steps under his feet unconsciously stepped forward, re-ignited the fire, and went to the bed with the faint light...

The person on the couch was facing the wall, and the white gull leaned forward holding the light very slowly and lightly; as if afraid of being discovered by others, or afraid of waking people up.

The answer was right in front of him, but before he could see it, there was a sudden noise from the door he had just entered.