my cold noodle queen

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Mingyue also knew that it would be inconvenient to stay for a long time, so she had to stand up and leave: "Auntie, take care of yourself, there will be a bright future!"

"I understand!" Yao Yuan smiled and nodded.

Mingyue had to tell Liu Siniang a few words: "Take the medicine three times a day, don't be negligent. Although the medicine is bitter, it is good for your body. Auntie has two lives now, so don't be careless. If you have something to do, you can call me at the Imperial College. I can't help you with big things. , small things are still okay."

"The servants have written it down!"

Mingyue turned to Yao Yuan, her immature face was calm and unremarkable: "Auntie, rest more and worry less. Mingyue will come to see you when she is free!"

Yao Yuan nodded, pretending to be in a deep sleep, his hands buried in the quilt were deeply embedded in his flesh, his heart seemed to be opened by someone, blood seeped out little by little.Two lines of tears flowed down and wet the pillow.Si Niang made such a big commotion, Ji Yuanmao didn't even say hello, that man was so cruel.No matter how good medicine is, what good is it? It can cure the body but not the heart.

At the beginning of November in the second year of Jianyuan, Quping ushered in the first heavy snowfall. The snowflakes were as big as goose feathers, and they fell on the ground one after another. In less than half an hour, the palace was already covered with silver, but it was reckless.

Yao Yuan opened the window, and the cool wind came directly into the skin.The snowflakes hit the face, as if countless shredded cotton were waving and playing to their heart's content.Yao Yuan has loved snow since she was a child, loved its chicness, its whiteness, and its sweeping wind and dust. But at this time, looking at the vast expanse, she found that looking back, everything was empty, facing the snow and silver butterflies, she unexpectedly Can't arouse the slightest desire.The road ahead is long, white and blurred, and it is hard to tell how to walk under the snow blanket. It is better to turn into water and wet your shoes and socks than to be stuck in the mud and dig a grave on the ground.

"Your Majesty, the wind and snow blind your eyes, shut it up!" Liu Siniang put on a cloak for Yao Yuan.

"Si Niang, shall I write a song for you?" Yao Yuan smiled slightly.

Liu Siniang was taken aback for a moment, this was the first time in three months that she saw the Empress smiling, she smiled sweetly, her eyes were looking forward to.In the wind and snow at the window, she is actually more lonely and noble than Lingshuang Hanmei.That's what Mo and Weiyun Danyuezhi said.

"Si Niang?"

"Ah?" Liu Siniang was startled, her face flushed slightly, damn it, just now she was staring at the Empress in a daze.

"I don't know what musical instrument my lady wants to use?"

"It's a pity that the branches are bare now, otherwise the rhyme blown out by the leaves would be the best."

"Leaves can also be tuned?"

"That's right! I learned the melody with Ye Zi from an artist who went to the rivers and lakes by chance when I was young. Although it is not as good as the qin and flute, the tune is clear and wonderful, and it is also very interesting."

Liu Siniang's mind was moved, and she became admiring: "Your Majesty, wait for me for a while, the slaves will come as soon as they go!"

After all, disappeared in the wind and snow without a trace.Yao Yuan has long been used to it, and when he came to this world, many views of the world and life have been overturned, so what if one or two more things are added!

In less than a cup of tea, Liu Siniang came back and handed a thin, moderately sized leaf to Yao Yuan as if presenting a treasure.

Yao Yuan took Ye Zi in surprise: "Where did you get it?"

There is a hot spring in the north of the palace, which is steaming all year round. What's more rare is that the trees are lush and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.When the first emperor was around, he often took the harem concubines to play. After he ascended the throne, the emperor abandoned it because he hated the late emperor's fatuous and lustful nature.

Mentioning Ji Yuanmao, Yao Yuan ignored the resentment in his eyes and ignored Liu Siniang. He stared at the window for a long time, put the leaf on his lips, closed his eyes, and fell asleep deeply.

The more Liu Siniang listened, the more sad she became. This piece is so sad, it tells of sadness everywhere, but it bypasses weeping everywhere, until the sorrow is exhausted, and the dream is broken in the west mountain.

Yao Yuan's figure is graceful, even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, it is like a tree of youth, the sound of music, snow, and pouring into one, snow shadows, and human shadows are combined into one, like a picture that cannot be described in words, like Thousands of words, but nothing to say.

"Your Majesty, you have been sleeping for a long time, take a rest!" Liu Siniang didn't want Yao Yuan to be immersed in grief, so she stepped forward to persuade her.

Yao Yuan put down the leaves, opened his eyes, calm and gentle: "Si Niang, do you know this song?"

"The slave does not know."

"This is the Eight Sounds of Ganzhou. Xuelai compares colors. Smiles indifferently, and rests on the flute. Don't blame Guangping, the hard-hearted heart is Yizhe. But it is three flowers and two pistils, Xiaofanggu, talented people show their pens. I still remember , lying drunk in the East Garden, the sky and the ground are the seats. Looking back, the past is silent. Nearly rainy, dark and foggy, all kinds of worries accumulate. Jinjiang Road is quiet, and the sound of the media hires the two empty memories. In the end, it is a bamboo household with thatched eaves, hard to count on, Ling Smoky gold and green. When you are haggard, you can only blame whoever you blame."

Yao Yuan remembers that when she was in Huling Mountain, she sang Liang Zhen's "Smile and Tears". Don't sink yourself, cheer up, and look forward to everything.Fortunately, Ji Yuanmao silently harmonized for her both times, helping her choose the most correct path at the intersection.This time, there was no one to harmonize, no one to guide her, and she herself couldn't see the direction, so she could only express her melancholy through a melancholy and melancholy song.

Seeing this, Liu Siniang turned to the topic: "The day before yesterday, General Zhen Guo asked someone to send a lot of carbon, Boss Han also sent a lot of winter clothes to keep out the cold, and even Princess Mingyue sent some winter food. Taking advantage of the snow scene, it is not as good as your mother's gift." Slave, let me have a green ant new fermented wine, a small red clay stove. It will be snowing in the evening, can you have a drink?"