Dressed as a canary and turned into an attack

The heavy snow fell from last night until now, and the entire imperial city was covered in white snow.

One of the palaces in the imperial city is the most conspicuous. The surrounding roofs are all white, only its vermilion roof is covered with water curtains. The child was thrilled to face the snow.

Can Jin and Lie Hong outline a large piece of whiteness, which is really beautiful.None of the servants working here dared to appreciate it.The court ladies and eunuchs under the corridor of Fengyang Palace walked hurriedly, lowering their heads and not daring to breathe, for fear of offending their master.

I didn't see Hailian, who was usually the most face-saving, could only wait at the door, waiting to be called at any time.

This is an open secret in the palace—their highness, the eldest princess, hates snowy days the most.

Even the emperor remembered that when the snow stopped and the sky cleared, new treasures would be filled in the Fengyang Palace.

"Your Highness, the window is very windy, please go in and take a rest." The eldest maid Lu Yi held the cloak in her hand, and persuaded her Highness earnestly, if she continued to look through the window like this, her recovering body would be sick again.

Occasionally there was the sound of flames roaring in the room, and Luyi only stood there for a while, the sweat on her back was about to fall.As soon as she finished her words, she heard two light coughs, the Kunshan jade-like timbre, even two light coughs sounded like fairy music in the world.

But Luyi's heart was tightened all of a sudden, and she wanted to persuade her again, only to hear the tone sound again.

"Close the window."

Luyi closed the window like a conditioned reflex, and from the corner of her eye, the face of a nine-day fairy came into her eyes. Compared with others, she was less arrogant and more arrogant. Luyi couldn't tell clearly, but she always felt that if she didn't speak just now , Her Highness Fengyang is about to fly away from this window.

The person being watched lowered his eyes, gripped his sleeves tightly with his fingers, and clenched them into wrinkled balls in his palms, sucking off a little cold sweat before letting go.

When he unfolded it, the slender fingertips were translucent like light, and there was an exquisite red mole on the palm, which was as eye-catching as a blood bead embedded in the center of the white palm.

Lu Yi tactfully handed over a gold-plated hand stove, Wen Renxi held it dispensably, walked back to the room, reclined on the soft couch, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The beautiful black hair like splashed ink meticulously outlines Fengyang's slender waist, and the playful tail end fits the curve of the body, making Lu Yi both proud and distressed.

His Highness is a little too thin, but even if he is thin, he is still the dream of young talents in the imperial city.

Wen Renxi looked at the snow right now, other than feeling cold and dizzy, all he could think about was that if the snow didn’t stop, he would have to give out porridge. The rewards that come are not enough.

In addition to Wen Renxi thinking about this matter, General Chu of General Weiyuan's House was also giving lectures to his sons.

"In my opinion, the snow will last for a day and a half. Prepare to give out porridge and see which one you are with. Our family should not go up in front of the eyes, so as not to do good things and cause trouble."

"Father said so." The eldest son, Chu Hang, was top-notch in both skill and strategy, so Father Chu was relieved to entrust this matter to him.

It's just that his youngest son, the sad father Chu, has two gray hairs.

Father Chu never shy away from the two sons when their family was discussing matters, and let them know what they should know, and what they shouldn't... Father Chu told Chu Hang.

Who told his youngest son to be idle all day long? He was afraid that if Chu Yao opened his mouth, their whole family's heads would be lost.

Don't look at Chu Yao's broad shoulders and long legs, which is really a representative of fancy but not useful. If you don't sleep until the sun is three poles every day, you don't even lift your eyelids.

Chu's father was afraid that he would not be able to get a wife by himself.

"Chu Yao! Sit up straight for me, what do you look like crookedly!" Father Chu put on a fierce face.

In fact, this time he was somewhat wronged. Chu Yao came to this world at the age of twelve or thirteen, lived in this world for five or six years, and finally contacted the system just now, got the news of Xixi, and passed the original text to the system. Naturally, his eyes were distracted.

"Understood, dad, I have to leave first, and I will leave any good things to my brother, he will do it!" Chu Yao hurriedly retreated, and galloped down the corridor with long legs. The general's mansion is simple and there is no corridor. Yao didn't open an umbrella, and with his good physique, he went back to his small courtyard despite the wind and snow.

The pounding sound of the heartbeat shook my ears, and I read the original text carefully.

The system marked Xixi's role as yellow, and Chu Yao saw it after flipping through it. He took a closer look and found that it was the eldest princess, but she was a man disguised as a woman.

The story is very clichéd, not as good as the novelty of the picture books circulating in the market today.

The old-fashioned three princes took advantage of the opportunity to seize the heir, killed Zhongliang, suppressed the people, and made the people miserable. The rioters rebelled and finally overthrew Wenren's rule. So far, they are all losers. The follow-up author did not write, it must be a big mess.

In this story, Wen Renxi only accounted for a quarter, and Chu Yao, as the youngest son of General Chu, was killed instead of being wooed. Dozens of members of the family were beheaded by the third prince.

After reading the story patiently, he let out a sigh of relief and just wanted to see Xixi soon.

Chu Yao has lived for five or six years anyway, he has paid attention to all the gossips he should listen to, the people he should pay attention to, and he has really understood the matter of the eldest princess.

The insufficiency brought out from the mother's womb made the eldest princess seldom appear in front of people. In the past, she was not seen to participate in the gatherings where all the noble girls gathered every year. It was the name of a talented woman that was circulated in the market, and the old emperor had personally admitted it.

After thinking about the matter, Chu Yao was still thinking about how to approach him, but unexpectedly, the opportunity would come soon.