I still remember the king's heart

In the blink of an eye, it was the winter solstice again, and under her meticulous care, the plum grove planted by Yue Xinyao finally bloomed into a sea just in time for the first snowfall.

Waking up overnight, the eaves were covered with white, Sang Yu pushed open the window and looked far away, covered in silver, the cool north wind brought cold plum fragrance, and the plum forest not far away was glowing brightly in the snow.

Before going out, Yue Xinyao put on a brocade mouse skin cloak for her again. The white down was clustered around the neck, and the whole skin was whiter than snow, and her already pretty face was only the size of a palm.

"Why are you so delicate?" Sang Yu pulled down his collar uncomfortably.

"You still said, if you catch the wind and cold, I don't care about you?" Yue Xinyao stuffed the stove into her hand, took her other hand, and then walked out slowly.

In the pavilion in the snow, Yue Xinyao had already ordered people to lay out thick cushions, the two of them boiled a pot of wine, and put some exquisite snacks on the table, Sang Yu went to pick flowers by herself, wanting to make a nice vase in the room.

"Why do you want to plant plum trees?" She came over with a handful of white plums mixed with a few red plums, which was really pleasing to the eye.

Yue Xinyao didn't say a word, she just picked up a piece of hibiscus cake she made and put it into her mouth, filled a glass of wine for herself and also for her.

"The Huanggui thick wine you brewed last time was good, let's brew some plum blossom wine this winter, and you can drink it in the next spring."

What she won't tell her is that since seeing her for the first time, she has felt that this woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside is like a plum blossom, with a strong and proud personality under her gentle appearance.

The destruction of her family did not overwhelm her, nor did the abandonment of her beloved one, it was just that there were more sophistication and vicissitudes in the depths of her eyes, which made her feel distressed.

So I want to give her a piece of plum grove. If she is happy, she can give her the whole Ten Thousand Flowers Valley or even the whole world.

Although Yue Xinyao's eyes were shallow, they often fell on her with nostalgia. Sang Yu didn't know why, so she smiled slightly, raised her head and drank the wine she poured.

From not drinking at all to never pouring a thousand cups, at least not getting drunk easily, it has been so long, so long that the pain of the moment when I just left my life is now only wet with tears when I think of her in my dream at midnight pillowcase.

There was silence between heaven and earth, only the sound of falling snow, the two of them were cooking wine and tea, and folded flowers in their clothes, and she was in a trance for a moment, making her think that this was forever.

It would be nice to be stable and stable in this world if we can always live like this for a long time, but it's a pity that things in the world have always been difficult.

"Master, I have your urgent letter from Baili"

There was a disciple in blue shirt and blue shirt hurrying, the snow creaking under his steps, leaving a long string of footprints behind him.

Yue Xinyao took it over, "Go down."

Sang Yu's eyes fell on the envelope, there was a trace of nervousness and expectation, and the rest was full of apprehension.

If Mu Yutong had anything to do with her, she would always pass the letter through the pigeons, and would not send the letter in a hurry.

Yue Xinyao raised her eyes and glanced at her, then handed the envelope to her, "Why don't you open it?"

Sang Yu caressed the white jade cup in front of her with her fingers, and shook her head, "You should remove it."

Yue Xinyao didn't refuse anymore, if there were really something that she shouldn't see, it would be more appropriate for her to take it apart.

As soon as one corner was removed, revealing the bright red happy character, Sang Yu raised her throat and unconsciously clenched the white jade cup in her hand.

As Yue Xinyao unpacked it little by little, her heart sank little by little, and finally sank into the deep sea without seeing the sun.

It was a red and gold wedding invitation. Sang Yu closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembling slowly, and she couldn't bear to look at it.

The person opposite suddenly laughed, and put the wedding invitation on the table, "Gu Cheng invited us to drink his and Su Ruoying's wedding wine, do you think we should go?"

Sang Yu forced a smile, feeling a sense of loss in her heart, and also a sense of relief, and only then did she realize that a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her palms.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yue Xinyao thought that she still didn't want to face Su Ruoying, so she said, "If you don't want to go, I'll send someone to send a few congratulatory gifts there, and it will save you from bumping along the way, your body is weak."

"Let's go, we'll be friends anyway"

What's more, Gu Cheng's character is not bad, so he saved her life. As for Su Ruoying's grievances and grievances have passed for so long, she has long since ignored it.

"Your hands are very cold." Yue Xinyao stretched out her hand to wrap her hand in her palm, the stove was already warm, she felt a little distressed, she pulled the person over and hugged her around her lap.

"What's wrong? Not happy?"

Even though he doesn't love her, he still yearns for the warmth of her body, Sang Yu indulges himself and snuggles into her neck.

“a bit tired”

"Then let's go back." Not even the plum branches that had just been broken off, and hurriedly hugged her and got up.

There was a smile on Sang Yu's lips, "Take the plum branch"

Su Ruoying's eyebrows and eyes were less domineering and more calm. She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, which turned out to be bright and charming, with a slightly bulging belly and a happy smile on her face.

When they came to clink glasses with her, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and said congratulations lightly.

"Tongxi." Su Ruoying paused, "It's great that you're still alive. I've done things wrong to you before, so I'll do it first to respect you."

Maybe it's because after going through some things, people will become different. She witnessed the tragedy of the war with her own eyes, and Sang Yu's willingness to sacrifice her life for her life made her very moved. The thoughts of lovers in the world are the same , she is not wrong, Su Ming is not wrong, Hua Yi is not wrong, but Sang Yu is the most innocent one.

"During pregnancy, it is not advisable to drink alcohol." Sang Yu stopped her, picked up the hot tea on the table and handed it to her, "Tea instead of a bar"

Su Ruoying took it and drank it down, then went to greet other guests.

Yue Xinyao had already mingled with Gu Cheng holding a wine bottle, and the men at the table gathered together to chat, and they didn't know what they said. laughing out loud.

Sang Yu also pursed her lips and smiled, and turned her head slightly, but her expression was startled, she clenched the wine bottle tightly, and her eyes flashed disappointment.

I never thought that I would meet her here again. That person stood in front of the court like a zhilanyu tree, holding Huaying in one hand and a gift in the other, with a gentle smile on his face all the time, but his eyes fell on her .

The woman's appearance is seven points similar to that of the master, but she has a fresh and refined temperament. She is wearing an azure silk smock, her black hair hangs softly on her shoulders, and she just sits quietly with lowered eyebrows, but it makes people feel like a lotus is coming out of clear water. , Natural to carve.

Sang Yu didn't dare to raise her head, for fear of revealing a trace of emotion in her eyes, which would make people see the clue.

However, Su Ming's gaze was always on her, and he even wanted to lift his foot to walk over, but Hua Ying grabbed her sleeve, "Su Ming, what do you want to do?"

She clearly saw a trace of confusion and nostalgia in her eyes.

Su Ming was startled, and looked away, and was pulled away step by step by Hua Yin.

Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes were filled with moisture. She raised her head and drank another glass of wine. Feeling a little hot, she stood up and stumbled out.

"Suming, have you fallen in love with someone else?"

"Master, I didn't..."

"Then why did you stare at that Sang Yu for so long?!"

Hua Ying's uprightness may be due to the trace of guilt in her heart, after all, she is the one who wins people's love, or maybe it is Sang Yun's very similar appearance to her.

"Master, I..." Su Ming didn't know how to explain, so he thought about his words, "I just think she seemed to know me before, and I seem to have had a deep bond with her..."

"Then go find her, what are you doing with me?!" Before she could finish speaking, Hua Yi coldly flicked her sleeves, turned and left.

"Master!" Su Ming chased after her and blocked her way, "I just feel that I have forgotten many important things, and you have been refusing to tell me what it is. Although I am doing well now, but I always feel that a part is missing, and I am no longer a complete self.”

She seldom spoke such a long paragraph, her tone was a little rushed, her voice was no longer cold, but trembling a little more.

Hua Yin raised her eyes and looked at her with sadness in her eyes, "I didn't tell you it was for your own good, aren't you happy with me?"

Su Ming was taken aback, she had never seen such a fragile master before, a trace of guilt filled her heart, "I'm very happy, it's just..."

All she had been looking forward to since she was a child was that the master could talk to her with Yan Yuese. Now that the two of them are finally together, how could they be unhappy.

Hua Yin closed her eyes, and slowly pulled her sleeves away from her hand, "Forget it, you can go find her."

After all, he turned and left without looking back.

Su Ming looked at her empty palm, and also felt sad, she was not good at coaxing people, and she didn't know what to say when she chased after her, so she pursed her lips tightly and walked in the opposite direction.

Although the night sky of Xingxiu Sea is also beautiful, compared with the purity of Wanhua Valley which is not stained with dust, it always feels a little less charming.

Sang Yu was sitting on the stone steps, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, looking at it, a figure appeared in the bright moon, with white clothes and black hair, cold eyes, a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, peerless elegance.

She lowered her head, with a sour curve on her lips, the feeling of drinking just now was swept away by the cool wind and turned into thin sweat sticking to her body, shivering, and coughing in a low voice.

Her shoulders warmed up and she added an extra layer of clothes. She didn't turn her head, "Xinyao, go and play. I'll go back to my room to rest after sitting down for a while."

"What's the relationship between you and Head Yue?"

The man's voice was deep and pleasant, and Sang Yu was startled suddenly, with an imperceptible joy welling up in his eyes, he turned his head slowly, fearing that if he made a big move, it would shatter this dreamlike dream.

"So you're the head of the sect, and you haven't even touched her body?" Gu Cheng blushed and patted her on the shoulder vigorously.

"Our family Ruoying has children, it seems that I am the best"

Yue Xinyao gritted her teeth with a smile, and her eyes were a little blurred, "What do you know, I want her to follow me forever"

"Ah Sang" she turned her face and shouted, but no one answered, and then she looked closely, no one was in her place, so she put down the wine bottle in her hand.

"People, you drink first, I'll look for it"

It's a cold day, and it's her first time visiting Xingxiu Sea, what should she do if she gets lost?

As she thought to herself, she walked faster and faster, almost as if she was running.

"What's the relationship between you and Head Yue?"

Suddenly there was a whisper in her ear, Yue Xinyao suddenly stopped in her tracks, she wanted to go there, but she didn't know what mentality caused her to hide behind the pillar, wanting to hear what Sang Yu had to say.

The author has something to say:

Please forgive me for Chinese New Year, don’t lock me into the little black room again... Amen... I write so subtle and clear water, it’s really hard for the little angels who read the article recently, one by one !good night~