Xiu Ye and Emperor X

A snowfall fell in the cold winter, and the woman was shivering in the snow in her single clothes, her face was pale and her lips were black and blue.Standing on the snow is a young boy with black hair and black ink, with sharp features and delicate eyes, cold and oppressive eyes, staring at the woman motionless, with a cold voice: "Stand up slowly, if you can't stand up, you will die of cold."

Chen Jiao trembled and lost her mind.

She heard the boy's voice: "Think of Liu Che, you are willing to let him hug you left and right, three thousand harem, think of your aborted child!"

Chen Jiao was furious and resentful, she had a child, but she was killed by his cruel father, she hated it so much!Why Wei Zifu's child can become a prince, but her son has no chance to be born?She hates it!

The woman stands up with disheveled hair, anger becomes the nourishment for survival, she will be fearless.

Xiubai smiled slightly, very satisfied.

"Try to feel the existence of ice and snow, use Yunshang's mind to circulate your own vitality, and feel the life of ice." He began to remind her.

She couldn't learn the Yuan Gong sword technique, so he asked Ibrahimovic to make a simple cultivation method from the space. Chen Jiao has the root of ice and water, so it is good to practice this, but unfortunately, it would be better if the pure yang method is better.Ji San's world is not scientific at all, and ordinary cultivation methods are by no means an opponent, and it is not a problem to practice it to the extreme to shatter the void.

Xiubai's eyes landed on the snow on one side, messy plum blossom paws imprinted a small furry head popping out against the snow, blinking at him watery.Before Xiubai could smile, the next second, Ibrahimovic burst into fury, yelling and baring his teeth at that side.

"Yo, Abai."

He turned his head, squinted his eyes and looked up at the place: "Why are you here?"

Sneaking into the palace without a sound, squatting on the wall and shaking the tail behind him triumphantly: "No, today's new roe deer, I will roast it for you to eat, and I even found a ball to exchange for pepper and salt."

He held up the dying animal in his hands, and grinned, showing two white teeth.

Xiubai beckoned to him, Erha turned upside down, lowered his head and leaned towards him, his handsome face was icy cold and frosty, and a bit of blue beard stubble appeared on his resolute chin.

The exhaled air is a little hot.

White and soft hands patted his shoulder, brushing off the falling snow.

Erha blinked, slightly playful, kissed him suddenly, and left immediately, like a thief for fear that he would give him a bite.

Su Fei just looked at him, without saying a word. The man who watched was trembling, and he suddenly smiled: "What? Afraid I will beat you? Dare to do it."

Erha laughed and rubbed his hands.

Chen Jiao didn't care when she saw this scene, she is delicate, but she is not stupid, no one in this world is nice to anyone for no reason, Liu Che used to be gentle and considerate in every way when he asked her, but after she was useless, she became this long Gate Palace?She is delicate and unmotivated, she is of noble birth and has no worries in her life. If it is someone else, even if it is a Gonghou family, she will live a happy life, but it is him.

She doesn't want to live a miserable life in Nagato, it's best to go out.

Chen Jiao took a deep breath, and tried to circulate the green light in her body as Xiubai said, and the cold air dissipated where it circulated.The book says that when you feel the cold ice, you must not let the cold air enter your body.She is a mortal with no foundation, once she enters the body, she will undoubtedly die.

After it was not cold, she tried to feel the breath of ice and snow, shattered and faintly cold, as if there were pairs of clean and curious eyes looking at her, spinning around and pausing.This made Chen Jiao's heart soften, thinking of the unborn child, her eyes became hot, mist filled, and those shiny things floated over, touching her cheek tentatively, it was cold and gentle, and the light touch seemed to comfort her. she.

"Thank you."

Chen Jiao took a deep breath, feeling warm in her heart.

Those things are better than people and simple in mind.Chen Jiao emptied herself, opened her heart, and allowed herself to get in touch with these elves.

Three or four meters of snow crystals fluttered around her, the cold wind and snow did not enter, and the world was peaceful and quiet, without wind or waves.

Seeing this, Xiubai smiled slightly and pulled Erha into the room.

Handle the roe deer well, cut the meat, boil the broth and cook the hot pot, and the hot air and fragrance will fill the room.Chen Jiao came in with her bare feet, her face was pale, and the fine ice crystals behind her were obstructed by the heat, she stopped, lingered, and was reluctant to let go.

"Success?"

Xiubai asked her.

Chen Jiao nodded, walked to her side, knelt down, scooped up a bowl of soup, and drank it to warm herself.

"How is the ritual dance?"

"Almost." Chen Jiao wiped the corner of her mouth and raised her head: "What started?"

Xiubai took Erha's roasted meat, smeared it with honey, it was golden and burnt, and took a bite: "In a few days."

Chen Jiao understood, looked at the attentive Erha: "What is his identity?"

"Your brother, Chen Wu's posthumous son."

"His face..." Chen Jiao hesitated, Erha's face was so fast, it was full of vicissitudes, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he felt oppressive when he was not smiling, even Liu Che didn't have such aura.

He is self-indignant and angry, and his smile is bright and sunny with a naughty ruffian air. His eyes are quite scary away from Xiubai, cold and sharp, like a wolf, and one look makes you tremble in the bones.

She had to admit that her weak father could not give birth to such an offspring, and if she had such an offspring, she would not lose to Wei Zifu.

Erha grinned, took out a small porcelain bottle, and smeared it on his face. After a while, there was a shadow of Chen Jiao between the brows of the same face. She was about ten years younger, similar to Xiubai. Well done.

"miracle."

Chen Jiao sighed.

This small measure can be seen everywhere in Datang.It's amazing here.

After eating, Xiubai asked Chen Jiao to bathe and burn incense, learning from Hu Jia. Hu Jia whimpered, weeping blood, crying, heartbroken.

The guqin delights oneself, the guzheng delights others, and the pipa clangs. Only Hujia and Erhu can wake up the pain and memories in people's hearts.

Erhu Chen Jiao is not suitable, only Hu Jia.

Hu Jia played intermittently at first, Chen Jiao was a beginner, and couldn't connect to many places. She paused for a long time with one syllable, and then played, the syllable seemed to be different. Xiubai pricked up her ears, listened to a few words, and then shook her head.

This bastard.

The Hujia player has obviously changed, smooth and joyful, and the sobbing and desolate Hujia is blown out of a cheerful rhythm, which is very familiar. It is actually a lovesick love song sung by the Miao elder brother to the five poisonous younger sisters.

"Stop blowing it, you can only feel it if you sing it in Wudutan, and what do you mean by blowing it with a beard!"

There it came to a screeching halt.

The man raised his head: "I'll play it for you when I go back to Datang." He pointed his fingers, his ears turned red: "Would you like to go to the Five Poison Pool with me?"

Xiubai said, "What do you think?"

Erha suddenly raised his head: "I think you are willing." At the end, he added: "Isn't it?"

Xiubai stared at him without saying a word, and Erha felt uneasy when he saw the hairs on his body, so he said slowly: "That's right."

Erha rubbed his hands excitedly, wagging his big tail, wishing he could run a few laps outside, stamped his feet, and ran outside, and after a while, there was the sound of a mighty gun whistling.

This guy.

Too much... Enthusiasm...

Master Xiu has a gentle expression, with a helpless smile on his lips. He is not a hot-tempered person. He just met a guy who is persistent and passionate, and wishes to stick together forever. No matter how cold his heart is, his heart will become hot. He is different.

This difference represents caring.

When night fell, the snow fell heavily again, and the wind and snow were blowing, blurring the vision.

After Liu Che and Wei Zifu lost their temper, they continued to deal with the family members who were sleeping that night. They rushed out of Wei Zifu's teary-eyed mother-in-law. The young girl is very pitiful, her face is pale and her nose is reddish, making her very cute.If he was thoughtful in the past, but today, as long as he thinks that this is a person from Jiaofang Palace, he will feel sick.

Is Wei Zifu mad because she wants to have a prince?

A woman with a wild seed dared to send it to his bed. One child was not enough, and she wanted a second one?Liu Che was depressed.

He likes Wei Zifu's softness and safety, Wei's family has no foundation, Wei Qing has general talent, he is willing to support him, but in a blink of an eye, he catches up with Pingyang, goes in and out of wealth, and instantly becomes what he hates the most, a person who is deeply trusted by the queen mother and the emperor The son-in-law of the eldest princess holds great power, the official worships the general, has a sister of the queen, and a nephew of the prince.The prince is still young, after ten years, the prince will be young and strong with Wei Qing's help...

Liu Che felt more and more pain in his arm after taking the medicine.

Walking all the way in the wind and snow, gradually lost his way, secretly scolded the little yellow gate of Changle Palace for his lack of eyesight, while looking for a way out.

A gust of cold wind wrapped ice and snow, poured his head and covered his face, he squinted his eyes slightly, and heard a small bell ringing in his ear, he suddenly raised his head and looked at a white figure slowly approaching in the wind and snow. Shameless, the fine white light lingers around her

, he couldn't see her face clearly, he just felt inexplicably familiar, and the familiarity was shocking, so he couldn't help saying: "Who are you?"

The woman ignored him, her white clothes were vaguely flowing, and there was a silver bell hanging around her waist, jingling, every time he rang, his sanity became blurred, and at last the flowers in front of his eyes were cool and soft, relieving the burning pain, and the woman stood Five meters away from him, he stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his arm, but there was no pain. He lowered his head, only to see that the skin had recovered to its original state, without any scars.

Could it be a fairy?

Liu Che was shocked.

He has seen many "living gods", and many alchemists with magical methods. Most of them are fishing in oil pans, climbing sword mountains and so on. They can be cured, that's all.

As an emperor, what are you most afraid of?

death and injury.

Liu Che's eyes were burning, and he ran quickly, intending to grab her, and his arm touched the smooth material. It felt like a white dress, and the clothes had silver and dark clouds. The light bell rang, and he yelled: "Don't go! I am the emperor, and I can give you the best."

After saying this, the woman's eyes paused slightly on his face, neither sad nor happy, calm, with a white hair band on the towering temples, and the red gemstone on the forehead was shining bright red, those eyes , her eyes rolled, she was clean, and she smiled, like a crescent moon, beautiful and clear, but Liu Che still couldn't see her face clearly.

Liu Che wanted to catch her, his heart was on fire.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, those ice crystals turned slightly, directly frostbite his hand.

The woman sighed, a soft pink light flashed, and his hand injury was visible to the naked eye.

The woman murmured: "Silly pig."

Liu Che was startled suddenly, and lost his voice: "Jiaojiao!"

The woman smiled, turned the bell, disappeared, and left no footprints on the snow, he even wondered if it was Jiaojiao, it was impossible, Jiaojiao was imprisoned in Nagato, it was impossible for Jiaojiao to smile like that, Jiaojiao She doesn't wear white clothes either. Isn't the bright red clothes Chen Jiao likes the most?She said it was like a wedding dress, so they could save money on the wedding dress.

Liu Che lost his mind for a long time and stood there in the snow.

He even suspected that it was Nankeyimeng.

The voices of Xiao Huangmen and the guards came from behind, the emperor was startled, his eyes were firm and terrifying, he turned his footsteps, and walked quickly towards Nagato, his heart was beating wildly, with a sense of ominous premonition.

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