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In winter, the earth dragon is burned in the palace. Even though the wind is cold outside, the palace is still warm as spring.

Holding a hand stove, Xu Li squinted and asked the head of Fengxian Palace who was kneeling on the ground, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"The national teacher asked about the Qi family?"

"Yes."

The chief steward has been struggling in the palace for decades, and has long since become a human being. He knows what to say to anyone he sees, "I asked a few words on the way back to the palace."

Xu Li snorted, "What did you ask?"

"I asked who came to Beijing," the chief inspector paused, "and asked about Princess Yu."

"How did you answer?"

The chief inspector's eyes flickered, "The servants answered truthfully."

Xu Li was silent as she tapped her fingertips on the handle of the copper hand stove, and the sound was very clear in the silent East Palace.

Seeing that he frowned and said nothing, the chief inspector looked around at Xu Li and said that there was no one else beside Xu Li, then lowered his voice and said, "When I left the palace yesterday, the national teacher kept looking out of the window, and this servant felt as if he was looking in the direction of the prince."

Xu Li narrowed her eyes, her voice was already filled with anger, "Are you sure?"

The chief inspector lowered his head even lower, "Slaves dare not speak nonsense."

"Boom-"

Sparks exploded beside him, and the copper stove was thrown out by Xu Li, and rolled away on the smooth brick surface in the hall. The head of the internal supervision trembled in fright, and immediately kowtowed and touched the ground, "Prince, calm down!"

"Toast and fine wine!" Xu Li stood up, pacing in anger, "Gu treats him so well, why does he only have Xu Boyuan in his eyes?!"

The Chief Internal Supervisor knew that he had said everything he had to say, so he shut up quietly, knelt on the ground and dared not touch Xu Limei's head again.

"Where is Gu not as good as him? Ah?!" Xu Li was so angry that he smashed the porcelain cup on the table again, and the white porcelain fragments scattered all over the floor.

There were soft footsteps behind him, Xu Li looked towards the open palace door, and saw a man dressed as an eunuch walking in, tall but skinny against the light.

The man bent down and picked up the copper stove that Xu Li threw out. The shape of the protruding bones on his waist was too sharp and fragile, as if it might break at any time.

"You are..." The man approached, and Xu Li could see his face clearly. The facial features were as deep as carved with a carving knife. It is a face that you will never forget once you see it, "You are with the father... "

"My surname is Chang," the man smiled, and put his hands on the copper stove, "Your Highness is called Chen Sitong."

Xu Li frowned even tighter.

He remembered that this man had been by the emperor's side for several months, and he was very fond of the emperor—a eunuch claimed to be a minister, and the emperor followed him.

This man was handsome, but he was too thin. Xu Li couldn't understand the emperor's taste, but he couldn't show his face even if the emperor favored him.

"What are you doing here?" Xu Li's tone softened a little.

Chang Sitong raised his long and narrow eyes, and replied with a smile: "Come and deliver something to His Highness."

"What?"

"The small country of Gulian in the southwest has sent some secret medicines from the palace. I think His Highness may use them."

He took out a beautifully stitched sachet from his cuff, Xu Li squinted at it, and the head of internal supervision immediately stepped forward to take it with a wink.

Xu Li raised her eyebrows, "What's the use of this medicine?"

"Your Highness," the man lowered his head and approached Xu Li's ear, his voice was neither soft nor heavy, "whatever you want will come true."

Xu Li's pupils shrank, and she turned around suddenly, meeting the man's dark pupils without any light.He was in a trance for a moment, those eyes were so special, as if all the light and white in the world had disappeared, and they were pure to the extreme darkness and blackness.

"You..." Xu Li quickly recovered, "What do you mean?"

The man raised the corners of his lips, "Your Highness is a real dragon, and he is destined by destiny. Who else in the world is more suitable for a national teacher than Your Highness?"

Those thin lips that were almost colorless opened and closed, and the words she spoke were as soft as bewitching, and Xu Li was surrounded by a sense of trance again——

"Yes," Xu Li's eyes gradually lost sight, his expression became numb, he looked at the dazed and dazzling white light outside the door of the Vermilion Palace, and murmured, "You're right...the lonely person can only be lonely."

"Of course." Chang Sitong and the chief inspector looked at each other, and the other party immediately lowered his head. He smiled in satisfaction, bowed beside Xu Li, covered the piercing coldness in his eyes, and said in a warm voice: "Everything in this world , belong to His Highness."

On New Year's Eve, a banquet was held in the palace, and all civil and military officials entered the palace to accompany the emperor to watch the new year with their families.

Old General Qi is over seventy years old and has two sons and one daughter. The youngest daughter is Princess Yu. The two elder brothers followed Qi Guan to guard outside the border and did not come back this time.Two aunts Xu Boyuan and another cousin entered the capital together with Old General Qi, sitting behind Old General Qi, not far from the seat in Prince Yu's Mansion.

Xu Boyuan is very similar to Qi Guan, this is Ying Zhou's first impression of Qi Guan, or the Qi family.

I didn't see it carefully at the sunrise palace, but today when everyone gathered in front of him, Ying Zhou felt more and more that Xu Boyuan's eyebrows and eyes resembled the Qi family's four points, not the shape, but the iron-blooded heroism between the brows, which always made him look awkward when he was not smiling. Somewhat grim.

The New Year is festive, decorated with lights and festivities.

Hundreds of dancers held big red fans and spread them out in unison with a "swish", spelling out a magnificent peony flower shape, singing and dancing amidst the crisp and cheerful sound of silk and bamboo, and dancing gracefully.Sitting next to the emperor was the newly conferred concubine Li Hui. She said something, which aroused the emperor's joy, and gave her an agate blood jade on the spot.

Ying Zhou looked at the bright jade that was almost bleeding, and suddenly thought of Lou Liuyi.The last time he saw such a song and dance, Lou Liuyi was still leaning on the emperor's side and smiling sweetly, but now it's only been a few months, things have changed, the emperor seems to have completely forgotten that she ever existed .

He looked in the direction where Xu Boyuan and Xu Jingluan were sitting, but he didn't see anyone.

After looking around, they found that the two were sitting on the Qi's banquet.Xu Boyuan and Qi Guan were drinking, Qi Guan said that Xu Boyuan listened very carefully.A young woman next to him poured wine for the two of them with a jug, she was not dressed as a court lady, her facial features were similar to Qi Guan's, she should be Xu Boyuan's cousin Qi Ling.Xu Jingluan was talking to her two aunts in the back, she was used to teasing people, and teased the two wives from ear to ear, she also squinted her eyes and smiled, her face was slightly red, as if she had drunk a lot of wine.

The surroundings were lively and bustling, probably because of the Chinese New Year, this banquet was not as restrained as the previous few times, and the atmosphere was harmonious and warm.

Fireworks rose in the night sky, and billions of lights exploded in the loud and deafening sound, lighting up everyone's face and dispelling the biting cold of this winter night.He watched for a while, but neither Xu Boyuan nor Xu Jingluan noticed his gaze. Ying Zhou pinched Xiaobai's ears, suddenly missing Bu Zhoushan.

"We can also celebrate New Year in the mountains in the future." Ying Zhou looked at the bright night sky, took a breath, "Call the monsters together."

Xiaobai had a good temper, so instead of slapping him away, he grabbed his finger and licked it.

Ying Zhou lowered his head and smiled, "Happy New Year, you're another year older."

The white cat flicked its tail, not caring about this year old.His life is too long, and each year is just a grain of sand in the long river, so there is no need to celebrate this insignificant year like ordinary people.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was so good that he couldn't help but infected him, so Ying Zhou took out his Huagu fan, spread the bone and silver fan across the sky and gently slid across it.

I don't know who shouted: "It's snowing!"

Everyone looked up and saw white snowflakes falling thinly in the night sky where fireworks were twinkling. They were not big, but the six petals were clear and translucent. They fell into everyone's cups, floating on the wine and spinning gently.

The emperor temporarily forgot the unhappiness of the past few days, raised the white jade wine glass to Yingzhou, and said with a loud smile: "Thank you for the blessing of the national teacher!"

All the people below also followed, "Thank you for your blessing!"

Ying Zhou didn't know if there was Xu Boyuan in that deafening and neat voice, but he just smiled, looked up at the emperor, and drank the cup of warm wine.Then he got up with the cat in his arms and bid farewell to the emperor.

The emperor thought that he was not feeling well after drinking, and wanted someone to help him back, but Ying Zhou shook his head, turned and left.

In fact, he was in a good mood, but suddenly he didn't want to stay here any longer.

This is not where he should be, and the hustle and bustle of ordinary people does not belong to him. He sincerely blesses everything that is alive and well in this world, but he also realizes that he is out of place.

He is a bystander, as if he is reading a book, and is fascinated by the strange or twists and turns in the book, but he is not the person in the story after all.Sighed and fascinated, maybe he will forget, like the countless memories of the past, or maybe he will remember, condensed into a scene that he can recall in a long time, after hundreds of thousands of years, he will still pinch Xiaobai's ear to recall Thinking of today, I recall Xu Boyuan's gentle silhouette under the fireworks, and the smile from the heart on his lips.

In Fengxian Palace, apart from the maid on duty, other people also went to find a place to squat and watch the new year in twos and threes.

The chief inspector brought hangover soup, "Master, it's not time yet, but it's time to go to bed?"

Ying Zhou drank it casually, nodded, and put the empty bowl back on the tray, "You don't have to guard me tonight, just go to celebrate the New Year."

The Chief Internal Supervisor smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Thank you, National Teacher, thank you, National Teacher."

The fireworks outside have not stopped, and it is bright and dark.

He has never had a good capacity for alcohol, he was dizzy after one drink, drunk after two drinks, and lay down on the bed with his clothes on for a while, the deafening sound in the interplay of light and shadow gradually faded away, and Ying Zhou fell asleep without knowing it.

In the middle of the night, the tips of the white cat's ears moved, and its golden eyes opened in the darkness of nothingness.

He glanced at Ying Zhou who was still sleeping, hesitated for a moment, turned his head and jumped off the bed, squeezed open the window, and let out a low growl into the boundless darkness outside.

The fireworks are all extinguished, the hour has passed, and the shape of the palace is like a lurking ghost and ghost.He narrowed his eyes, feeling the response in the air.

Suddenly he jumped up, turned into a huge white tiger in the air, and ran out into the starless and moonless pitch black night sky.

Less than a stick of incense after he left, a figure slipped into the room in the dark.

The author has something to say: the word "provoking trouble" is written all over his face, and he has to catch a plane tomorrow morning, good night everyone!

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