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He Pingchuan held the tea cup and did not speak immediately. Instead, he stared at He Yunjie meaningfully for a long time.

His son was in poor health when he was born. When he was half a year old, he was still sick and no bigger than a cat. He didn't know how much money he spent and how much medicine he took before he could barely breathe. Everyone who met him , it was said that he would not live to adulthood.

Because of his frail health, he could not go anywhere and spent all day at home with books. When he was seven or eight years old, he read all the books in his home.

Seeing that he was eager to learn, the Queen Mother took him to the palace to accompany the prince in his studies. She originally thought he would be a foil for the prince, but who would have thought that the prince later became his foil. Even the prince and his tutor, who had always set his sights on others, also Full of praise for him.

But at that time, he was still sick and weak, and he really didn't look like he could grow up. Even though he was talented and knowledgeable, he was still a person with no future in the eyes of everyone.

Every time someone mentions him, all they get is a few sighs.

The turning point of events occurred in the year of the late emperor's death.

That year, Murong Xiao, who was still the eldest son of Prince Jingnan, came to the capital from Yunzhou to mourn for Prince Jingnan. For some reason, he had a conflict with him in the palace and severely injured him. He lay in bed for a whole month.

The Queen Mother was furious and ordered Murong Xiao to kneel down and apologize to him outside the door. She also threatened that if anything happened to him, Murong Xiao would pay for his life.

Everyone thought he might not be able to survive this time, but unexpectedly he got better.

He no longer read books every day, but became obsessed with practicing martial arts. He invited several masters with special skills for him and began to practice hard.

His mother was afraid that he would be injured if he bumped into him, and she was also afraid that he would be overworked and overstretched, so she tried every means to stop him all day long.

But not only was he not exhausted, but his body was getting stronger day by day. In just one or two years, he became as handsome as a man and woman, and became a fairy son praised by everyone in the capital.

Later, he entered the cabinet as the emperor's companion, and showed his talents bit by bit in the court. Not only did he become his right-hand man, but he also replaced his emperor's cousin and became the person the queen mother relied on most.

He was thoughtful and scheming, and never told his family what was on his mind. He Pingchuan didn't know whether his radical transformation had anything to do with Murong Xiao's beating, or what the reason for the dispute between the two children was, but He knew that his son's current ambitions were far from being satisfied by being a powerful minister.

Coincidentally, the son is not, and neither is he. Together, father and son will surely reach the highest point that ordinary people cannot reach.

He Pingchuan nodded happily and took a sip of hot tea: "My father was really worried that you would be stumbling over beauty before, so he softened his heart. Now that you have made such a decision, does it mean that my father doesn't have to worry about you anymore?" Are you worried?"

He Yunjie was startled for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, it's my father who thinks too much."

"Then why don't you agree to marry the second young lady of the Hou family in Pingxi?" He Pingchuan asked.

He Yunjie frowned slightly and said calmly: "She is too delicate and not suitable for me."

"That's what makes it easy to handle!" He Pingchuan said, "Besides, don't girls have to be delicate and soft to be cute?"

Not necessarily, He Yunjie thought to himself, some girls are quite cute even if they are neither delicate nor soft.

"Anyway, I really don't want to worry about the marriage right now. Let's deal with King Jingnan first!"

"Okay, it's up to you." He Pingchuan put down the tea cup, "Father, I will make arrangements now. You have to keep an eye on the Queen Mother."

"..." He Yunjie opened his mouth but stopped talking.

"What do you want to say?" He Pingchuan asked.

He Yunjie hesitated for a moment, but finally said it: "Father must have guessed what's going on with my aunt's illness. If they want to use this to force us, should we compromise or give up?"

He Pingchuan was stunned, his brows instantly knitted into the character "Chuan", and he glared at him sharply: "You know better than anyone how your aunt treats you, how can you bear it..."

"I mean if." He Yunjie interrupted him and emphasized, "If there comes a day when we have no other choice, can't father give up?"

He Pingchuan fell silent, looked at his son for a long time, then took the lead to retract his gaze, turned and walked out: "If you give up, you will get something. I understand this truth."

He Yunjie pursed his thin lips and bowed to say goodbye: "Son, I understand. Father, please go slowly."

The door opened and closed. He Yunjie straightened up. After a moment of daze, he walked to the window and pushed open the sash.

The cold wind swept in with snowflakes and hit him all over his face. The wide sleeves of his robe were filled with wind and rolled back, revealing his thin wrists.

He did not step back, but stretched his plain white hand out the window, and a few snowflakes fell on his cool palm.

Suddenly a surprising voice sounded in my ears - "Mr. Xiaoge, it's snowing."

Yes!

Snowing.

Although she didn't do it willingly, he was holding her hand when the first snowflake fell.

Destiny is really magical. Who would have thought that they would usher in the first snow of this winter in this way?

Two people who should never have crossed paths witnessed a snowfall together.

This feels like a strange dream...

He couldn't help but think of a summer afternoon that had passed. It was also in front of this window that the wind was strong and heavy rain was coming. He received the news that Princess Jingnan had been kidnapped by Prince Wusul.

At that time, he was just curious about what kind of beautiful face Princess Jingnan had that could trigger a war, but he never thought that one day, he would have so many conflicts with her. intersection.

He never believed in fate, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a little shaken.

Perhaps, some things are really predestined, and some encounters are fate that cannot be avoided despite going round and round...

A gust of wind blew, and He Yunjie suddenly came back to his senses and took back his cold hands.

The snowflakes quickly melted in the palm of my hand and penetrated into the skin along the criss-crossing lines.

Although snowflakes are beautiful, they cannot last long and cannot be saved. Therefore, he will never give up the scenery on the top of the mountain for a snowflake.

"Mr. Xiaoge, there's a letter from Yunzhou." A clerk knocked on the door and shivered from the cold air in the room. "Mr. Xiaoge, it's such a cold day, why don't you close the window? Be careful. Caught in the cold."

He Yunjie turned around and stretched out his hand calmly: "Bring the letter."

The clerk stepped forward, held the letter in both hands and handed it to him, took a look at his face, and closed the window on his own initiative.

The cold wind was blocked out and the room became very quiet.

He Yunjie waved his hand, and the clerk bent down and retreated.

After the door closed, He Yunjie took a deep breath and opened the letter to read.

The next moment, his usually calm face suddenly became rippled, and the hand holding the letter trembled slightly uncontrollably.

what happened?

How could this be?

He held the letter and read it again in disbelief.

After making sure that he was not dazzled, he balled up the letter and held it in his hand, feeling as flustered as ever.

He took a few deep breaths, stood there to calm down, put the letter in his sleeve pocket, and went out to He Pingchuan's study.

"Father, the situation in Yunzhou has changed, and our plans may have to change."