Jiang Siye just came to open the door for her, and left after opening the door, leaving without leaving a word, copying his hands and leaving.

Jiang Rao was confused.

She tried to take a step outside, but no one stopped her.

She walked out of the house slowly, fine pieces of snow fell from the sky, and her breath turned into white mist.

Jiang Rao glanced around and walked out of the study step by step on the thin snow.

She looked to both sides of the road, but could not see where her father was.

A few little maids with capes and stoves caught up with her, put on a cape for her, and stuffed the stove into her palm, "Girl, stop chasing after the fourth master. There is someone in the house today. To visit, he went to see a guest."

Jiang Rao was confused.

Let her out, but he didn't say a word to her. What her father meant was that he agreed to her, or did he not agree?

She asked the maid next to her in confusion, "Do you know why my father let me out?"

The maid was tying the buckle on Jiang Rao's cloak, and replied: "The fourth master asked us to tell the girl that it was not that he wanted to let you out, but the concubine who told you to come to see her in the palace, and the fourth master agreed. ."

...

The imperial city where snow falls is probably the best time of year.

The red tiles and green tiles are covered with a layer of white snowflakes, with bright colors. The surroundings were all silent except for the rustling sound of falling snowflakes.

Shuxiang Palace.

Concubine Yun Gui held a cyan umbrella and stood in the courtyard waiting for Jiang Rao. When the little girl wearing a red and white cloak appeared, she greeted her and brought Jiang Rao under her umbrella.

She looked at Jiang Rao's face carefully, and when she was waiting, her expression changed to be very worried, but now she burst into laughter, "You've been locked up for a few days, and I'm worried that you'll be locked up so much that you don't even think about eating and drinking, Your body is suffocating, but I didn't expect you to be a little more rounded."

Jiang Rao pinched her face.

Soft and fluffy.

"..."

She shouldn't have eaten all the snacks that Wu Que brought in at night for fear of being discovered.

Jiang Rao lowered her white face, avoiding Concubine Yun's hand poking her cheek, "Auntie, are you planning to help me, or are you planning to help my father persuade me?"

Concubine Yun Gui smiled lazily, "You're a big kid, and you can't hide anything from you, even if your father asked me to persuade you."

"I promised your father and wanted to persuade you. But that's just a rhetoric to fool him into letting you out. Just stay with me until your father changes his mind."

"You can be self-willed, no matter the big or the small, you can be self-willed here with my aunt." She looked at Jiang Rao lovingly, touched her head, her eyes became sour, "If I were in the world, without any worries, I would definitely Like the paper kite in the sky, I cut off the thread and flew out of this palace wall without looking back. Unfortunately, I have my parents behind me, and the Qin family's old and young in front of me. The luck of the Qin family is closely related to me. I think Going up to be arrogant and domineering, but never really obeying my heart. I know my fate and accept my fate, and I have no dissatisfaction. I just hope that you can live a little more willful life, which is my wish.”

Jiang Rao looked at Concubine Yun.

Her aunt was really beautiful, with snow skin and red lips.

Qin Yun is not only born beautiful, she is sober and self-aware of her own advantages, and her scheming and family background can support this extremely beautiful skin. Put others in the eyes, she will never let herself suffer, and she will never be disadvantaged.

At the moment, this kind of appearance of red eyes but forced to pretend to be nothing is rare and short-lived. Qin Yun raised the corner of his mouth again, smiled and glanced behind Jiang Rao. He saw a few maids with unfamiliar faces, and he just pulled the topic away. , "Where was the maid named Ming Shao by your side? Why didn't you see her?"

Jiang Rao remained silent, but took the green umbrella in Concubine Yun's hand, raised it over the heads of the two of them, and turned the umbrella sideways to Concubine Yun's side.

The two strands of her own hair hanging down beside her face were blown up by the cold wind and stained with fine snow.

Others only know that Qin Yun was favored by Emperor Zhaowu when he first entered the palace. In just a few years, he became a noble concubine.

But no one knew that when Qin Yun first entered the palace, it was just a shield used by Emperor Zhaowu to divert his attention and protect his true love.

But the emperor's heart is also changeable, and that true love gradually fell out of favor. One year, it collided with Qin Yun, causing Qin Yun to be injured and bedridden for several months. True love was put into the cold palace by Emperor Zhaowu. Emperor Zhaowu really liked Qin Yun, but Qin Yun never had a sincere love for Emperor Zhaowu from beginning to end.

Her sadness and sadness will never be because of men, but only because she is not living well enough.

A few days ago, that true love died in the cold palace.

It is said that Emperor Zhaowu did not look at her until she was dying.

The concubine died of hatred, and she went to look in the direction of Shuxiang Palace, roared and shouted, her voice was hoarse, but it sounded vague.

Someone in the palace said that that sound was extremely resentful, as if shouting: Qin Yun.

No matter how tough Qin Yun looks, her heart is made of flesh. She will be afraid and have nightmares.

During that time, she called Jiang Rao into the palace to accompany her. At night, half awake and frightened, she inadvertently revealed this past event to Jiang Rao.

Concubine Yun Gui's expression was the same as that under the moonlight that night, fragile and sad.

Jiang Rao thought to herself, it's not her father's prejudice against the emperor's family, she does too. The brothers of the farmer's family in the field can break their heads for one mu of land. In the palace where this power is magnified to the extreme, the hearts of the people are like ghosts, and each has a ghost.

Although she had decided that she would get married to Rong Ting, she wanted to leave after he became famous. He is so understanding, he will definitely agree.

If the time comes, can take aunt away from the palace.

"What about your maid?"

Concubine Yun Gui's voice brought her back to her senses, and she replied, "Ming Shao was downgraded to a second-class maid by my father and punished to do things under my mother's hands, so she can no longer follow me."

She found out about this when she chatted with the new maid in the carriage.

This is because of her involvement. If Ming Shao insisted on not helping her, she would not be punished like this.

Jiang Rao frowned, but said with guilt, "I will find a way to get her back to me."

"Your father is out of anger. It will be fine when he is out of anger."

Yun Guifei glanced at the snow falling on Jiang Rao's shoulders and hair, and pulled her into the house. She unbuttoned the rope for Jiang Rao, took off her cloak, and sat down beside the beauty's couch, and wrapped Jiang Rao with a fleece blanket. He took her hand and asked very seriously, "Nian Nian, do you really want to marry the Ninth Prince?"

Concubine Yun Gui was a little worried, "Don't be angry for helping me. Empress, you have lost yourself."

"It's not a loss." Jiang Rao said solemnly, "I think about it."

Concubine Yun carefully looked at Jiang Rao's face.

But it didn't feel right.

The little girl's eyes were so clear, she didn't have the slightest bit of shyness that a girl should have when she was about to marry or mention her sweetheart, and she didn't even blush. Instead, she looked out the window, absent-mindedly.

The snow outside was getting heavier.

Jiang Rao looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

She doesn't like snow very much.

In the dream, when her house was raided, it was on a snowy day, which was no different from the rustling snow outside the window now.

I don't know if it's cold today, if it's colder that day.

"Auntie." Jiang Rao looked at the snowflakes in a trance, "Tell me, when will my father agree to me?"

...

Ning'an House.

Jiang Xingzhou and Chen Bing sat opposite each other in front of several cases.

When Rong Ting went to Yunling before, Jiang Xingzhou visited Chen Bing with a generous gift. Today, Chen Bing came to exchange the gift. It was a back and forth. Jiang Xingzhou entertained him well. Jiang Xingzhou asked for a calligraphy and painting.

Jiang Xingzhou readily agreed.

He took Chen Bing to his study, and went to the bookshelf to find the paintings in the past, while Chen Bing stood in front of Jiang Xingzhou's desk, looked at the meticulous painting on the table, pointed and asked, "Did you draw this child? ,who is it?"

Jiang Xingzhou came out from behind the bookshelf, "It's my daughter."

On the rice paper, there is a little girl of four or five years old, with two buns tied on either side of her head, her cheeks are soft, her smile is sweet, and the pear vortex looks particularly deep.

Jiang Xingzhou's eyes softened, "This is her fourth birthday. When she was a child, she was slow to speak, and she didn't have much to say. When she called her father, it was a long list."

It's not that he hasn't been drunk and dreamed of dying.

In the first few years of his marriage, his calligraphy and painting had just gained some fame, and when he was getting carried away, he was criticized by his most respected old gentleman as worthless.

For a long time, as if he was ill, he couldn't draw anything, as if he had walked into a dead end. Often in the middle of the night, he would dream of the old gentleman scolding him and wake up profusely in sweat.

He went to his eldest brother to complain. His eldest brother would only take him out to drink. When he was drunk, he could forget everything. After sobering up, he still stayed in the dead end that he couldn't get out of.

Everyone thinks that he is too young, except his wife and daughter.

Jiang Rao was a little beanie at that time. He didn't look solid when walking. He stumbled with small steps every day, as if he only knew this sentence. follow him.

No matter what he draws, she is too precious.

Why did he suddenly grow up.

He has been thinking lately of when his two children were very young.

Jiang Xingzhou frowned as soon as he remembered the recent past. He pinched the center of his eyebrows and sighed.

Chen Bing asked him, "What troubles brother Zihuai?"

"It's not a big deal." He pointed to Xiaodouding on the painting, "My daughter has grown up now, and when she is at the age of marriage, I am worrying about her marriage."

"Don't tell me you didn't exchange Geng Tie with Pei Shaoqing?" Chen Bing said in surprise, "In the early days, I heard people talk about it, and I waited for the wedding wine of the two of you."

"I'm afraid she doesn't have that fate with her cousin."

"Character mismatch?"

Jiang Xingzhou looked gloomy and shook his head, "My daughter has no intention of her cousin, I don't want to force her."

"Hey, what is this." Chen Bing looked puzzled, "Which girl's marriage is not up to her parents to decide? The parents are only ordered, and the matchmaker only speaks, this is a big thing. How can children be allowed to do so? Make your own decisions, the little girl's family, what insight can you have, you can see people better than her."

Jiang Xingzhou frowned and glanced at Chen Bing displeasedly.

Chen Bing also has a reputation of loving his daughter like his life. Because of this, he feels like his temperament, so he will easily give away his priceless calligraphy and painting.

But what he said today made him very uncomfortable.

"I don't care about other people's children, my daughter can be her own master. She sees people no worse than me."

His daughter, he himself said yes, others said no.

Chen Bing couldn't catch his words, so he coughed, "Yes, yes."

I just think that Jiang Xingzhou is just like the rumors, a person who lives outside the etiquette.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and he asked Jiang Xingzhou, "You said that, but your daughter already has a crush?"

Jiang Xingzhou didn't speak, but he was silent, his attitude was already tacit.

"I've used hard moves and soft moves. If she comes back today, she won't change her mind..." Jiang Xingzhou said, his voice suddenly became hoarse, "I won't stop her any more. ."

For breakfast, lunch, and dinner delivered every day, he asked the kitchen to cook her favorite food, but those meals were delivered almost intact.

This morning, he went to the study to take a look at his daughter. The little girl who was not fat at first looked like she was thin again, like a piece of paper. If she shut it down again, she was afraid she would starve to death.

Chen Bing asked curiously, "Pei Shaoqing can't compare, I don't know who that person is?"

Fourth Master Jiang gave Chen Bing a deep look.

He knew that Chen Bing wanted his youngest daughter Chen Congyun to marry Rong Ting.

Otherwise, he wouldn't tell him what he said today.

Even if he didn't like Rong Ting, since it was something his daughter liked, he didn't want others to covet.

"It's the Ninth Prince, Rong Ting."