The first snow in the early winter was blowing in the wind, and the broken silver and rotten jade fell all over the sky, and soon the layers of branches and leaves were covered with silver. .
The Emperor of Heaven must have had a nap at this time, Qing Chen was not in a hurry to return to the Zhiyuan Palace, he walked slowly along the light snow, and when he looked back, there was a line of shallow footprints behind him.
She couldn't help smiling, and her blue satin brocade boots embroidered with magnolias stretched out from under her skirt, turning around in the snow step by step, stepping on the shape of blooming flowers under her feet, bouncing back a few steps, standing with her head turned sideways appreciate. After looking at it for a while, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. When I looked up, I saw a figure in a gazebo on the top of the stone mountain not far away, wearing a blood-red cloak, looking quietly in the snow. The seductive smile in the slender eyes looking at her, and the thin lips slanted with softness and a touch of evil, coincided with this ice and snow.
The bewitching red in the snow shadow was so dazzling, Qing Chen had the thought of hiding away immediately, but it was too late, the man walked down the path on the rocky mountain, walking straight towards her.
The memorial held in Qing Chen's arms tightened, and he saluted lightly: "I have seen His Highness the Ninth Prince."
Ye Tianming stood in the snow, looking at the graceful figure wrapped in white fur, for a moment he thought that Feng Xianwu was standing in front of him again, but when he raised his head up, his beautiful face like clear water, his bright eyes looked forward to him. , it is clearly another person.
It was the first time for Qing Chen and Ye Tianming to face each other alone, and he felt a little uneasy. Seeing that he was silent, he couldn't help but raised his head in surprise, his gloomy eyes were full of pain, and he was staring at her intently.
He came in front of him but didn't make a sound, and Qing Chen didn't know what to say to him, so he stood quietly. Ye Tianming's slender eyes narrowed slightly, and under the snowy light, there seemed to be countless volleys of bewitching lights, with an intoxicating bewilderment. If before, no matter how gloomy he saw him, Qing Chen would always feel hurt for him and Xianwu, but now he has no such thoughts at all.
The corner of the blood-red cloak fluttered with the wind, and the white snow reflected in the dark sky became more and more strange. In Ye Tianming's sparkling eyes, there was a faint light changing in depth, and there appeared the kind of entanglement and pervasive haze that Qing Chen deeply remembered, thick and even faint A bit of evil spirit was born, which made people feel uneasy. She didn't want to spend any time with him, so she took a step back and said, "If Your Highness has nothing to do, Qing Chen will leave first."
Ye Tianming's eyes were in a daze, and he followed her immediately: "Where are you going?"
Qing Chen said lightly, "Naturally, it's the Zhiyuan Palace."
Seeing that she deliberately distanced herself from him, Ye Tianming said, "Why do you avoid me?"
Qing Chen replied: "Your Highness is not a scourge, why should I hide?"
Ye Tianming walked along the snowy ground, and glanced at her sideways: "So let's walk with me."
Qing Chen only felt that the indescribable gaze made one's heart palpitate, and it would be false if he didn't hide, so he excused: "I have to go back to Zhiyuan Hall to report, if His Highness doesn't bring anyone with me, I'll send someone to pass it on."
But Ye Tianming said: "You are Xianwu's younger sister, so I am also your brother-in-law. When Luanfei sees me, he calls me brother-in-law, but why do you talk about your highness?"
Qing Chen's brows were soft, and his downcast eyes said neither soft nor hard: "Then why didn't my brother-in-law go to see Luan Fei on behalf of my sister? I'm afraid it will be difficult to see you later." If the tone is changed, people will hear it differently, but they can't tell what's wrong.
Ye Tianli's long and narrow eyes moved, reflecting the extremely seductive beauty of the blood-red cloak, I don't know if it was because of being in this icy and snowy place or something else, Qing Chen felt that the surroundings were extraordinarily cold, so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat, the snow was thick Even if it is covered thickly, it cannot be covered up.
Ye Tianming smiled slantingly at the corner of his mouth: "I'm going to take a look, I don't want to meet you here." After saying that, he let go, and the cloak on his body was blown away in the wind: "You might as well come with me." Stepping on the snow to Yanxi away from the palace.
It was a surprise for Qing Chen to go as soon as he said he wanted to. Although he didn't want to have anything to do with him, after thinking about it, he couldn't rest assured and followed.
Luan Fei hadn't regained his vitality, and since Qing Chen left, he was lying on the bed alone, feeling drowsy and haunted by all kinds of things in his heart, but he wasn't as resourceful as usual, able to solve the dying situation in front of him. Suddenly, she heard a light knock on the door, that someone had entered the Zhichun Pavilion again, she closed her eyes and held her breath, as if she was in a coma before, without any trace.
Qing Chen and Ye Tianming entered the room, seeing where Luan Fei was sleeping soundly, the peony-colored palace satin was changing in thickness, faintly reflected in Ye Tianming's evil eyes, but covered it thickly. In a suffocating obscurity, Qing Chen heard Ye Tianming whisper: "Xianwu."
A very low call seemed to come from the distant night, and it was broken into fragments as it passed through this cold winter day with endless sadness. Qing Chen was slightly taken aback, Ye Tianming's heart cleared up at this time, and he said to Qing Chen in a hoarse voice: "Do you know that today is your sister's memorial day?"
Qing Chen's heart was suffocated by the pain in his words. From the Emperor of Heaven to Concubine Lian and the Prince to Luan Fei, it is inevitable that the men of the Ye family are really infatuated. But Ye Tianming was infatuated with Xianwu, and Yu Luanfei was unlucky. Qing Chen looked at him and said, "Since that's the case, why don't your highness help find the antidote for Cennaihe grass, so as to comfort my sister's spirit in the sky."
Ye Tianming's heart trembled, and there was a hint of danger on his body, but he quickly covered it up and said, "How could I have that kind of thing?"
How can there be such a thing? You know it. Qing Chen said with emotion: "It seems that next year today is the memorial day for my two sisters from the Feng family. Sister Xianwu knows it under Jiuquan. I don't know how to feel about it."
Ye Tianming's long and narrow eyes flashed with anger: "What did you say?"
Qing Chen smiled inadvertently under his glaring gaze, his brows and eyes were full of slender shadows, although he lost that frailty and helplessness and became more clear and spiritual, but it made his heart churn, and he couldn't move his eyes any longer.
Before the words were clear, Qing Chen looked at Luan Fei who was lying still, not knowing if she was awake or asleep, and said lightly: "Your Highness understands people, and I won't go around in circles anymore. From the beginning, His Highness didn't Have you thought about giving Luan Fei the antidote?"
Ye Tianming glanced at Luanfei, then turned her soft eyes back to Qingchen: "Luanfei said that he could do anything for me, life and death without fear, what else is there to do with the antidote?"
Qing Chen caught a glimpse of Luan Fei's eyelashes trembling slightly, and slowly walked to the side. Ye Tianming wanted to look at her, so he turned his back to Luan Fei.
"I really don't know if His Highness is affectionate or ruthless." She said sarcastically: "Some are hard to let go of when they die, but some are abandoned like shoes. Although they are sisters, it seems that their fates are different. Poor Luan Fei for you in vain Don't tell me, His Highness doesn't have a trace of pity for her when facing her?"
Ye Tianming narrowed his eyes, and pursed his thin lips into a cold straight line: "Who can replace Xianwu?" He walked towards Qing Chen step by step: "But you are more like Xianwu than Luanfei, and everyone who looks like you I won't let go of any women who are dancing."
As the two of them approached, the feeling of danger became more and more intense. In Ye Tianming's coquettish eyes, Qing Chen saw his figure gradually become clear. Grabbing the brocade quilt with all her strength, her already thin knuckles were pale and abrupt, almost breaking, as if she had reached the limit of her patience. Qing Chen realized that if Ye Tianming knew that Luan Fei's life was not in danger, he might do it again. A flash of thought flashed through her mind, she took a step back, stretched out her hand and pushed the door open: "Since that's the case, His Highness doesn't need to stay here for long, let's move forward and talk."
Few people move around in the side hall, and the long corridor is quiet, only the sound of rustling snow can be heard, and the overwhelming whiteness seems extraordinarily quiet. After being slightly stunned, Ye Tianming smiled coldly, shook off the cloak on his body, and threw it on Luanfei: "Xianwu likes red the most, so let me send Luanfei off with it today." After finishing speaking, he moved without looking back. Stepping out of the door, Qing Chen quietly looked at Luan Fei, then closed the door and went out.
Walking out of the Zhichun Pavilion, Qing Chen was about to leave, but Ye Tianming turned around and stopped in front of her. She hurriedly backed away, but found that behind her was a tall pillar with no way to retreat. But Ye Tianming didn't stop because of this, he forced her to the front of the pillar, raised his hand to support him, surrounded the two of them in a small space, stared at her and said, "Don't try to hide from me, you always have One day it will be mine."
Qingchen's phoenix eyes were cold and cold, Yiyi looked directly at him, and after the deepness, there was a sharpness that was on the verge of firing, which made Ye Tianming stunned. It was really rare for a person like Qingshui, who has always been calm, to be so unyielding. He heard Qing Chen's deep, gentle voice say without any emotion: "Then kick it away when you're done using it, right? Your Highness has a good plan."
A wicked smile appeared on Ye Tianming's face: "It's not too late to talk about these things after you become my woman."
Qing Chen smiled instead of anger, and Yu Rong's smile made people dare not look at him: "Then you might as well give it a try, maybe you will regret it in the end."
Ye Tianming pressed forward: "Do you want to try it now?"
Qing Chen pushed forward the memorial in his hand, and said word by word: "Your Highness, be careful of the Emperor's book, if it is broken, who will take care of it?"
Ye Tianming glanced down at the memorial between the two of them, and slowly pressed it down with his free right hand: "I can't afford it, and neither can you."
Qing Chen twitched his brows lightly: "As for the matter of the prince, I wonder how much Your Highness can afford with the Emperor?"
Ye Tianming straightened up slowly: "How much I bear, the Feng family will also have. The princess won't expose her family's ugliness, will she?"
Qing Chen coldly moved his hand away: "Compared to the family ugliness of the Feng family, it's nothing more than nothing. Your Highness should respect himself."
Ye Tianming's eyes unexpectedly showed a bit of tenderness again, which was particularly dazzling against that beautiful face: "If you want to say that I am ruthless, Prime Minister Zuo is not far behind. Go back and tell Prime Minister Zuo that I will not treat Feng's family badly." , The pain of losing a daughter has its own benefits, and it will never make him lose money. But tell him, I will also decide on his current daughter."
Qing Chen was more indifferent than the snow in the court, and said slowly: "You may not necessarily get the things in this world if you want them."
Ye Tianming's bewitching eyes twitched slightly, and there was that bewitching tenderness: "Then you don't understand men too much. If a man really wants a woman, no one can stop him."
Qing Chen sneered and said: "Too confident is not necessarily a good thing. With the lessons learned from Luan Fei and the Prince, Your Highness should think about the consequences before talking about it."
Ye Tianming was slightly annoyed, and unexpectedly stretched out his hand to hold Qing Chen's chin, and said in a gloomy voice, "You don't believe I have the guts? Why don't you let me know now!" He raised his hand vigorously and leaned over to press her lips , Qing Chen struggled and said angrily: "Let go!"
"Let go!" At the same time, there was a rebuke mixed with anger, Qing Chen took advantage of Ye Tianming's daze to get rid of his restraint, and pushed him away violently. On the promenade, Ye Tian's handsome eyes were slightly raised, his usual gentleness had long since disappeared, and his face was like a cage of frost.
Ye Tianming returned to normal after being astonished, and even smiled and asked An: "Seventh brother!"
"What are you doing?" Ye Tianzhan asked coldly.
Ye Tianming said: "Nothing, just talking to Qing Chen about something."
Qing Chen was annoyed that he dared to be so presumptuous and rude in Yanxi Palace, and said: "I don't think I have something to tell His Highness, Your Highness, please respect yourself in the future!"
Ye Tianzhan suppressed the anger in his heart: "The ninth brother must understand the rules between the prince and Xiu Yi, so I don't need to remind you again."
Ye Tianming took two steps forward, walked up to Ye Tianzhan, and said with a low laugh, "Why is Seventh Brother so angry? Is it because I did something you wanted to do but didn't dare to do?"
Ye Tianzhan looked at him coldly when he heard the words: "What did you say?" The atmosphere was tense all of a sudden, the snow was blowing, and the cold wind was like a knife, piercing through the brocade and fur robes, making people feel chills all over.
Ye Tianming stopped in his tracks: "Everyone knows that Qing Chen came out of Seventh Brother's residence, and Seventh Brother treats her very well."
Ye Tian's eyes were warm and cold, and he said, "Since you know, you'd better restrain yourself."
Ye Tianming said, "It's a pity that there are some things I'm determined to get, so I'll say hello to Brother Seven today."
Ye Tianzhan snorted coldly. After all, he had a deep sense of self-cultivation, especially he didn't want to make trouble in Yanxi Palace, so even though he was furious, he just said lightly: "So I will stay with you till the end."
Just a few words, but like ice and snow, facing Ye Tianming's arrogant provocation tit for tat, the passing eyes almost burst into scorching sparks, Ye Tianming said nonchalantly: "It's really not easy to see Seventh Brother get angry, just I don't want it to be for a woman!"
Ye Tianzhan cut his hands behind his back and watched him leave. At that moment, the warm spring water in his eyes turned into cold winter in March and September, and the coldness was as sharp as a sword. The sharp light shocked Qing Chen's heart, but he turned around and smiled slowly at Qing Chen: "Are you OK?"
Qing Chen shook his head and said, "It's okay, I have to go back to Zhiyuan Hall quickly."
"Qingchen..." Ye Tianzhan frowned slightly, and said a few words: "Be careful everywhere in the palace."
Qing Chen lowered her eyes quietly. Although the handling of the prince's matter is unclear, all the patterns have begun to change. Being in the secret center, she can detect it with a kind of intuition, just like the simple words of Ye Tianzhan and Ye Tianming. The words were not just for the little things in front of her. After she was silent, she said to Ye Tianzhan: "Don't do anything, especially for me." That's all she could say, and she didn't stop any longer.
Ye Tianzhan watched Qing Chen turn around and step into the snow, as if he wanted to call her, but he didn't make a sound. The turbulent flying snow quickly dropped an endless curtain between the two of them. When Qing Chen's figure disappeared into the vast snow curtain, Ye Tianzhan sighed very lightly, and a thin piece of snow fell into the place where he raised his hand. His palm turned into crystal water droplets.