"According to your intentions, you want to give up your Yukun Palace?"

Xi Yu shuddered and smiled busily, the smile was too cramped and stiff.

Feng Changqi saw clearly with the green candle that although this Xi Yu had some appearance, it was far inferior to his own A-Niang and Hualong.

It is not at all right that a man depends on his clothes and a horse on his saddle.

Xi Yu touched the phoenix hairpin on her head, her face was coquettish, and she stepped forward gracefully.

"Your Majesty, why don't the concubines know the emperor's thoughts? It's just that this matter is related to the royal bloodline, or is it slow? Or wait until the Empress Dowager returns from Xiang Yuanshan to make a decision? ”

After the Empress Dowager entered the autumn, she went to Yuanshan to pay homage to the Buddha, only saying that she came back a year ago.

Counting the days, there is still more than a moon.

Xi Yu secretly thought that it would be easy for her to dispose of two people in the cold palace this month.

Seeing that the success was falling short, Feng Changqi hurriedly ran to Hua Long, pounced on her, and cried: "A-Niang, A-Niang, wake up quickly, my father is here, Changqi invited my father." begged A-Niang not to leave Changqi, Changqi was afraid, Changqi was afraid. ”

After all, he was a child, and his whimpering sound was like a small beast.

The Wind Emperor didn't look at Xi Yu either, and snorted coldly.

"Li Yubao."

"The old slave is here." Li Yubao swept the dust and stood in front of the Wind Emperor with his body bent.

"Tell me to go down and let the people of the Internal Affairs Office clean up the Yunning Palace, and do whatever is missing."

"The old slave obeys." Li Yubao quietly retreated.

Xi Wei gritted a mouthful of silver teeth with hatred, her eyes were firmly fixed on Feng Changqi's thin back, and her face was ruthless.

It's really sharp!

Feng Changqi only didn't know at all, crying to himself, and he didn't know whether the tears were for her future with Hualong or for her dead aunt.

Hua Long really followed Zhang Zhongyuan's words, but it took half an hour to transform slowly. The candlelight was dazzling, and she reached out to cover it. Seeing this, Feng Changqi hurriedly blocked the high candle on the side, and his eyes were full of joy.

Aftermath.

"Auntie, are you awake?"

"Changqi." Hua Long burst into tears and hugged Feng Changqi's thin body tightly. At this moment, the corner of her eye swept to the Wind Emperor who was sitting on the side and dressed in a yellow robe, and she instantly burst into tears.

She had thought about countless reunions, but she never thought it would be when she was so embarrassed. She hurriedly turned her back, gathered her messy hair, fluttered out of bed, and bowed to the Wind Emperor.

"Hualong greets the emperor." Her voice was hoarse and she was already choking.

This is the first time Hua Long has seen him in more than ten years.

She didn't even dare to look at the majesty of the man in front of her.

Xi Yu couldn't see Hua Long's pretending to be pitiful, so she snorted coldly, don't turn your face, and don't look at it anymore.

"Get up." The Wind Emperor's gaze was still on Feng Changqi, as if he had never moved the person kneeling underneath.

Hua Long was still very happy, tidied up her clothes, and got up in embarrassment. It's just that the tears, dripping on the ground, formed a small whirlpool.

"From today onwards, you will live in the Yunning Hall with Changqi."

Hua Long looked up suddenly, looking sluggish. How dare she believe that she can walk out of this eternal alley? She has tried for so many years, but she has not succeeded, who would have expected that Feng Changqi, a twelve-year-old Huangkou child, would become a teacher.

"Take care of your body, there are some things, let's talk about it later." He took his gaze back from Feng Changqi.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready." Li Yubao trotted in, smiling with his eyebrows and eyes, and waved towards the Wind Emperor's luggage.

"Well," the Wind Emperor replied, "I'll move in today." ”

Hua Long followed the trend and Changqi came out of the cold palace like this.

Feng Changqi and Hua Long didn't sit on the shoulders arranged by Emperor Feng, but followed the palace maids and eunuchs who were carrying the sheep's horn palace lamp all the way to Yunning Palace.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, disturbing and spilling down, like catkins in spring, and the soles of their feet are continuous, and both of them have an indescribable taste in their hearts. The wind gradually stopped, but the snow had no intention of stopping, and everywhere it could be seen, it was white.

"Auntie, I'm out." Feng Changqi's face was full of tears, and he held Hua Long's hand tightly.

Hua Long's heart moved slightly, she didn't understand that Changqi was clearly talking to Bai Huan underground.

Feng Changqi looked at the sky and the earth, and for the first time found that the red walls and green tiles of the past were covered by this heavy snow, and there was no ordinary solemn atmosphere. In fact, the hour was still early, but it was cloudy and snowing, as if a black curtain had been pulled, and it was already dark.

I didn't expect that the Yunning Hall was so far away from the Cold Palace, and it was dark as I walked. The palace gate began to be locked, and the lights were on in each palace, and Feng Changqi could see many footprints crisscrossing the snow, large and small, uneven.

The sparse lights that seemed to be far away and close were reflected on the ground, and the snow pits on the ground seemed to contain a bead each. The snow was sprinkled down softly, hitting the face for a long time, and it hurt a little.

"The deep palace is different from what you think, it's very chaotic here." Hua Long suddenly stopped and held Feng Changqi's hand tightly.