As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a "bang~" sound at the same time. It was probably because he accidentally heard that a certain man in the corner fainted.

Ye Chen lay in the stable with stars in his eyes, moaning repeatedly in his heart. Someone had offended him. It was really not his fault that he was born like a flower and the moon.

"Chichi~" Xiao Hei's grinning voice also sounded above his head.

However, when he saw Ye Chen staring at him with blazing eyes, Xiao Hei immediately wagged his tail and lowered his head to eat grass, making an expression like "I'm just here to make soy sauce."

…

It has entered the twelfth lunar month, and Xuanying is getting colder day by day.

Since the first snowfall, the past few days have always been covered with white snow, and the sky is filled with snowflakes, making the whole world covered in silver.

There was a thick layer of ice on the bare branches, and as soon as the sky cleared up, melted water drops would fall to the ground drop by drop, making a crisp "tick-tock" sound.

Liuxia Palace

There were several large fire pots in the hall, and the blazing sparks made the room as warm as spring, making several pots of Clivia that had just bloomed look even more colorful.

Murong Qianqian dragged her cheeks and sat cross-legged on the soft couch. The window in front of her was half-opened. Through this position, she could see the blooming wintersweet in the snow.

"Mother, why did you open the window again? Didn't I remind you before? When you were a child, you froze in the snow for a day and a night. Now you will catch a cold whenever the snow wind blows."

Xiang Mo brought a plate of cakes from outside and saw Murong Qianqian sitting at the window facing the wind, chattering and covering the window with her hands.

"You girl, don't you know my body well?" Murong Qianqian stretched out her hand and poked Xiang Mo's head, "Hey~ Am I going to jail? It's just a snowfall, and I will be locked up every day.

In the house.”

Xiang Mo smiled and presented a piece of hibiscus cake, "Your Majesty, who in this palace dares to lock you up? It's not because you are weak. Yesterday, the master and his wife sent someone to ask about your Majesty's condition~"

"Hey, my parents are not too tired. This palace is a national defense body." Murong Qianqian took a bite of hibiscus cake. When she was speaking generously, she accidentally choked and said, "Ahem~"

~”

"Your Majesty, water~" Xiang Mo quickly poured a cup of tea while rubbing it along her back.

Murong Qianqian took two sips, took two breaths and said, "Take a look at Xiangmo. Does this palace's body look like it has a cold?"

After saying that, she silently glanced at the basket of silk handkerchiefs at her feet where she had blown her nose, then kicked her feet into the corner and continued: "Xiang Mo, you should tell me something."

"Uh..." Xiang Mo didn't know how to reply for a moment, but when he saw Murong Qianqian's nose fluttering, he quickly took out a clean silk handkerchief and handed it over, "Mother, silk handkerchief~"

However, it was still a step too late, and all I heard was "Ah qie~" and a crisp sneeze sounded extremely loud.

Xiang Mo wiped the saliva on his face, frowned and said: "My Lady, you sneeze first, then I will bring in a basket of silk handkerchiefs~"

Murong Qianqian had three black lines on her forehead. Do you need to be so exaggerated? Although she had already used two baskets of silk handkerchiefs, but - she yelled at Xiang Mo twice, "Send one more baskets in~"

Xiang Mo's legs gave way and got caught by the door frame, and he rolled out with a "plop".

After a while, she held on to the door frame and choked out: "Your Majesty, you have almost used all the cloth in the Liuxia Palace. What should I do with my slaves' New Year clothes?"

"It's very simple~" Murong Qianqian raised an eyebrow and said simply: "You can choose not to wear it~"

Then, Xiang Mo fell down again and dodged away in despair.

She was alone in the room again. Murong Qianqian curled her lips, blew her nose bitterly, took out a bag of melon seeds and started eating them, saying with emotion: "Hey~ Snow, snow~"

Remembering that half a month ago, it was the first snow day. After discussing with Xuanyuan Yao outside the inn about what the child should look like, she played excitedly for a while.

Initially this play was not a big deal, but in the evening she started to have a headache and sneeze, and gradually her body became so hot that she developed a high fever.

Murong Qianqian thought she was strong, but she ignored that this was not the original An Xuanyi at all, but Miss Murong who had lived in a boudoir all year round.

Moreover, this body has a very special constitution. It rarely gets sick at ordinary times, but when it snows, it becomes very sick, and it becomes more and more haggard day by day.

How to describe this feeling?

By the way, as Dabao said, "The empress was born with wealth and destiny, and her body is like a flower. She can't bear it in the late winter."

This statement was still new, but it made her feel that it was really like that. She was secretly amused that maybe this girl was really a flower fairy in her previous life.

Murong Qianqian couldn't remember how she returned to Xuanying Kingdom half a month ago. At that time, she was a little confused from the fever and her thinking was not very clear. She could only vaguely remember the warmth of Xuanyuan Yao holding her tightly.

Ye Chen said that when he found out that she had a high fever that day, Xuanyuan Yao's face turned pale with fright. He wrapped her up in a big cloak and rode Xiao Hei back all the way through the starry night.

There was heavy snow falling in the sky. The moment Xuanyuan Yao appeared in front of the palace gate, his face turned purple and his body was almost frozen, but he did not let go of her hand for a moment.

Later, she was carried directly into the Liuxia Palace. After being diagnosed and treated by groups of imperial doctors, her high fever gradually subsided, and it took another three days for her to wake up.

Murong Qianqian was not able to witness this life-threatening episode with her own eyes. Later, when she heard Xiang Mo talk about it with added embarrassment, only one thought came to her mind.

That is - to be happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest, and you must break off the flowers if you can. Otherwise, you will die accidentally, and there will be too many regrets in life.

Because she didn't really feel the horror of her life being in danger, Murong Qianqian only thought from the bottom of her heart that it was their fuss, so she didn't take it to heart very much.

But later, after she woke up, Xuanyuan Yao issued several orders in succession, probably "no menstruation", no eating this, no eating that, no touching this, no touching that, which caused her to have thoughts all day long.

Only the word "no" was thrown around.

The two things that made her most intolerable were that she was not allowed to step out of the Liuxia Palace, and that the concubines and concubines were not allowed to disturb her cultivation.

Wow, isn't this imprisonment?

She jumped up from the bed at that time and said anxiously: "Yao Yao, you are being imprisoned. Imprisonment is against the law. Do you know that you will go to jail?"

But a certain handsome guy put one hand on the back of his head, with a wicked and charming smile on his lips, and said in a nonchalant manner: "But, I am the emperor~"
Chapter completed!