Jun Huailang was afraid that Jun Linghuan would freeze, so he wanted to let her stay in the room and learn the piano another day. But Jun Linghuan was reluctant and even more excited when he saw the snow falling, he insisted on going to the yard with Jun Huailang to play the piano.

Jun Huailang had always had no choice but to let the maid serve her, drink a bowl of hot soup, and wrap her in a fox fur cloak.

After the two were seated in the pavilion, Jun Linghuan raised his head and looked outside the pavilion, and couldn't help sighing, "It's so beautiful!"

Jun Huailang followed her gaze and saw the pavilion's golden glazed tile eaves and gauze curtains fluttering.

Jun Huailang suddenly thought to himself, don't know what the maple forest looks like at this time?

The amber eyes reappeared uncontrollably in his mind. He withdrew his gaze lightly, put his hand on the strings, and stopped thinking about what was there or not.

Although Jun Linghuan likes snowy days, he is afraid of the cold and can't stretch his hands out of the cold after a few plays. She was still reluctant to go back, so she cuddled beside Jun Huailang and asked him to play the piano for her.

Jun Huailang has never been able to refuse this little girl's request.

So, when Xue Yan came, before entering the palace gate of Mingluan Palace, he heard the melodious sound of the guqin.

About ten days ago, he received an imperial decree to adopt him under Concubine Shu's knees. Xue Yan didn't have to think about it, she knew that Concubine Shu had offended someone in the palace, and taught them to find ways to put him, this evil star, into Concubine Shu's palace, which would definitely make her uneasy.

In the imperial decree of Qingping Emperor, he also pretended to care about him a few words, and asked him to recuperate the injury first, and then move to Concubine Shu's palace on another day.

Xue Yan knew that Concubine Shu must be displeased and made a lot of trouble in the palace, otherwise Emperor Qingping would not have taken care of him and let him recuperate in his palace first.

Xue Yan thought about it a little and knew that this mindless Concubine Shu could help her. He symbolically took care of his injuries for a few days, and it was exactly today that he packed up his few luggage, brought Jinbao with him, and followed the people who came to pick him up from Mingluan Hall to a new residence.

Early in the morning, before dawn, the palace was already fluttering with snow in the middle of the night. At this time, a thick layer of white marble had accumulated on the floor tiles. Xue Yan walked on the palace road silently, stepping on the snow.

It was especially cold today. Xue Yan had no winter clothes, only a thin robe. Jin Bao followed him and put several autumn clothes on his body in one breath, wrapping it like a bloated big zongzi, but he was still shaking.

"Master, aren't you cold?" Jinbao asked Xue Yan in a low voice.

Xue Yan glanced at him and said nothing.

He has lived in Yandi since he was a child, which is much earlier than the winter in Chang'an. Yan's land is barren, and many soldiers and horses are raised. In winter, it is common to have no winter clothes to keep out the cold.

When he was seven or eight years old, he was raised by King Yan in the military camp. The cost of food and clothing was no different from that of ordinary soldiers, and he forgot how many biting winters he had passed.

Even the year he first entered the camp, rumors about his evil star were rampant in the ar. On the first day he entered the camp, he was beaten by a few soldiers in the snow, and he was so cold that he lost consciousness. can't even feel the pain.

But he didn't endure this situation for a few years, and no one in the army could beat him, and no one was more ruthless than him. He was also used to wearing icy iron armor all winter, but he didn't feel how cold.

A lot of pain can be gradually numb to get used to, such as cold, such as the world's disgust and rejection.

Jinbao didn't dare to speak up when he saw that Xue Yan didn't speak.

He was threatened with the life of the whole family, and he chased the ducks to the shelves to recognize the master, and he knew that he was gloomy and terrible. After more contact, he realized that his master was more terrifying than he imagined.

Just such a person who is not afraid of pain or cold, and who is alone in the dark, planning arrangements, is so cruel to himself, can he not be cruel to others?

Jinbao has nothing to do except listen to him and count on him to save his own life.

The palace servants walking in front were sent by Mingluan Palace. She was just a palace maid, but she was wearing a thick and elegant brocade winter coat, her hair was swaying, she didn't turn her head, and even her back showed an air of arrogance.

She led Xue Yan to the outside of Mingluan Palace, and across the palace wall, she heard the sound of the guqin.

It is a very clear and melodious tune, gentle and distant, like the ancient music played by the fairy in the sky. When the palace maid heard the music, she raised her chin and turned back, her expression showing a proud arrogance.

"His Royal Highness is playing the piano," she said. "His Royal Highness is a member of the mother's family. You are here, but don't bump into him, or the mother will not spare you lightly."

It's as if the person in front of him is not a prince, but a servant under the fence.

Xue Yan didn't say a word, but Jinbao, the big zongzi next to him, shook his head and nodded in agreement.

The palace maid raised her chin, snorted contemptuously, turned around and entered Mingluan Palace.

With his luggage in one hand, Jinbao stepped forward quickly and opened the door for Xue Yan.

Xue Yan raised his leg and stepped over the vermilion threshold of Mingluan Palace.

As soon as he entered the door, the sound of the violin became clearer, like a lingering spring flowing through a mountain stream, inadvertently flowing past him, and gently wrapping around his ear, making people ticklish.

Xue Yan looked in that direction.

Even if Xue Yan was as shocked as he was, he was stunned.

Is that the young master?

In the rustling snow, he sat in a pavilion carved with lacquer and gold, surrounded by veils. He was wrapped in a pure white cloak today, with soft fox fur on the neckline, wrapping him warmly.

He was leaning against a little girl beside him, who was leaning next to him and acting like a spoiled child. His slender hands, whose bones were red with cold, fell on the strings, and the music slowly trickled out from under his fingers. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl with a smile that Xue Yan had never seen before.

Indulgent and soft, with a shallow but indulgent temperature.

At this moment, the young master raised his eyes inadvertently, and his eyes just met his.

He didn't smile, and the smile in his eyes suddenly hit Xue Yan's eyes, as if he was smiling at Xue Yan.

Soft and warm, and quiet and deep, there seems to be an invisible warmth that softly wraps Xue Yan's whole body in it.

Xue Yan felt his spine go numb for no reason.

No one had ever looked at him like that. This look suddenly hit his heart, with a strange and strange yet fatally attractive touch. Even if Xue Yan didn't want to admit it, his heart skipped a beat.

But immediately, the eyes were filled with doubt and surprise, and the soft smile just now disappeared in a moment.

Xue Yan looked like a thief who stole the treasure by chance, but after a moment of hilarity, he was taken back by the owner, and he became impoverished again.

Xue Yan came back to his senses and felt that he was a bit ridiculous.

But at the same time, the urge to plunder unexpectedly rose in his heart.

He suddenly wondered what it would be like if he could grab such a soft and gentle smile and let him smile at himself like this for the rest of his life.

Xue Yan's spine was numb for no reason, with a hot itch.

Jun Huailang glanced at him, a little surprised, then looked sideways and said something to the palace maid beside him.

The maid who had just led Xue Yan to Mingluan Palace took a few steps. Seeing that Xue Yan was not following, she turned around impatiently and said, "What are you doing! Why don't you keep up!"

Xue Yan retracted his gaze and glanced at the palace maid lightly.

The palace maid was standing on the spot stomping her feet and rubbing her hands, but she suddenly met those amber eyes, and suddenly a cold feeling came to her heart.

It was like looking at a beast.

Then, she saw Xue Yan come up. He was seriously injured, and his pace was very slow. When he approached the palace maid, he lightly reminded: "Also ask this aunt to lead the way."

The palace maid came back to her senses, and looked at him again, as if the fear just now was an illusion.

The palace maid settled down, turned around again, and led Xue Yan to the most remote hall on the west side without looking back.

When passing the main hall, he heard the sound of broken porcelain inside.

Over there, Jun Huailang finished talking with the palace maid, only to know that today is the day that Xue Yan moved to Concubine Shu's palace. He had heard Concubine Shu lose his temper in the past few days, but he didn't know that Xue Yan had come so early, which caught him off guard.

Looking up again, Xue Yan was gone.

He remembered that Xue Yan was still wearing autumn robes. It is said that if the prince moved in, Mingluan Palace should be relocated no matter what, to clean up his place, and then buy clothes and supplies for him.

But today Mingluan Palace sent a palace maid to pick him up, everything was business as usual. Even the master in the palace is not at home, and is still losing his temper in the room.

Jun Huailang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart as if there was a mass of wet cotton wool.

At this moment, a palace maid stepped forward and served them two cups of hot tea with a smile.

"Ting Zhong has a big wind. Your Royal Highness and the eldest young lady have a cup of tea to warm up your body," she said.

As soon as Jun Huailang looked up, he saw Dian Cui beside Concubine Shu.

Dian Cui has been with Concubine Shu since childhood, and Jun Huailang also had some impressions of her when she was a child. He picked up the tea and thanked Diancui, and then asked casually, "Aunt Diancui, the fifth prince who just moved in?"

Dian Cui said: "Yes, it is His Majesty's will to send the Fifth Prince to the Empress' Palace to raise him."

Jun Huailang said again, "Why hasn't there been any movement in the palace these past few days, it's quite sudden."

Dian Cui smiled and said, "The niangniang doesn't like him, so she doesn't want to speak up, but everything that should be arranged has been arranged for him."

Having said this, Dian Cui sighed and said, "My lady just wants a child too much. She said before that she wanted to have a prince by her side, but the servants persuaded her, but the lady couldn't listen... But I didn't expect that the emperor would The fifth prince was adopted to the empress. How can the fifth prince be called empress and concubine at such an old age?"

Speaking of which, she sighed with concern.

There was a suspicious look in Jun Huailang's eyes.

What did Concubine Shu ask for? Diancui persuaded her, but she didn't listen?

Concubine Shu clearly told herself that night that it was Diancui who persuaded her to adopt a prince, and she was really moved...

But now speaking from Diancui's mouth, it seems to be clearing something.