Liguo Jingcheng Imperial Palace.

It was dusk, and the weather was gloomy and snowflakes were flying in groups. Ling Xue sat quietly in the main hall with a thick and warm snow fox fur coat, stroking her favorite Yanyu Guqin. Her slender and soft fingers plucked the strings of the piano and stroked the musical sounds with layers of ripples. The sound of the piano was gentle but resolute. The coupon came, and it was like the flowing water of the mountains and the gurgling charm...

Ling Xue's beautiful phoenix eyes looked at the white snow curtain hanging in the sky, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The past three months have been the most comfortable and relaxed life. Emperor Li Zixin cared for her very much, and the empress dowager took care of her even more attentively. Looking at her high abdomen, Ling Xue couldn't help but raise a hint of joy of becoming a mother on her face.

Since Xiaowei left, she would follow Xiaowei's instructions every day in her spare time to play the piano to cultivate her temperament. Xiaowei said that the one called prenatal education, and the fetus can also feel beautiful music in the mother's body, which is extremely important to the health of the fetus. I don't know why Xiaowei, who has not yet been born, understands these, but after she did as she said, every time she played the piano, the fetus in her belly would listen very quietly, occasionally kicking her belly, as if she enjoyed it very much.

The maid Zi'er looked at Ling Xue with an intoxicated smile, and the corners of her mouth also raised high. Since the Queen Mother got pregnant, she ordered the rules of regulating the concubines in the palace to be banned from the morning and evening. In this way, the Zhaoyang Palace has indeed become much quieter. Except for some concubines who are closer to her who come to visit her occasionally, Ling Xue seems to have lived an isolated life in Zhaoyang Palace. The weather is now severe and the weather is about to be about to give birth. Her body has begun to become a little heavy, so she will not go out of the door.

The clever fingers folded a graceful curve on the strings, stopped the piano and finished the song.

"Empress, are you tired? Take a break!" Zi'er thoughtfully handed over a cup of freshly heated milk and asked in a low voice.

Ling Xue took Zi'er's teacup with a delicate jade hand and took a sip to her mouth. The mellow ** had a little fishy smell, but the temperature was just right. After drinking it in one sip, she stood up and smiled and said, "Zi'er. Do you think that I drink milk every day. Will the children born in the future really have soft and fair skin as Xiaowei said?"

Zi'er helped Ling Xue slowly walk to the inner hall, and replied with a smile: "Don't the Empress believe what Miss Xiaowei said? Otherwise, how could she insist on playing the piano and drinking milk every day? Haha, I think Miss Xiaowei is weird and knows everything. There should be no mistake!"

"Well, hehe, I don't know how she and Brother Ye are now." Ling Xue lay lazily on the couch of the Concubine Carved Imperial. Recently, she felt more and more heavy in her body. If she could lie down, she wouldn't want to sit down. She smiled self-deprecatingly and told Zi'er: "I am tired, take a break first. The emperor comes to have dinner and then wake me up. The evening meal should be done as the palace ordered in the morning. Remember to pay attention to the heat of steamed grouper that the emperor likes, as the meat will not be fresh and tender when it is old!"

"Yes, I remember it!" Zi'er covered Ling Xue's brocade blanket and nodded and smiled.

Ling Xue smiled knowingly, leaned her head against the soft pillow, closed her eyes and fell asleep. She didn't know how long she had been sleeping, but she could still hear a woman's crying choked in her ears. It was intermittent and not very clear. Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her eyelids were still a little stagnant. Is this a dream?

"Empress, please go back first. You see, you are dressed so thinly, and it is still snowing this day. If it is frozen, how can you do it?"

"The Empress is resting, and I dare not disturb you. Just kneel down here. When the Empress wakes up, Miss Zi'er will inform you!" The voice was sweet, but with a hint of stubbornness and perseverance that could not be refused.

The two of them were still saying something outside the main hall. The sound intermittently invaded Ling Xue's eardrums. She opened her eyes, which were still tired, and her black eyes swept around. There were only a few candles in the dim hall trying to release a faint light. She lifted the brocade blanket covered by her body, slowly got up, and whispered in surprise: "It's time for the lights? Why haven't the emperor come here for dinner yet? Why didn't Zi'er wake me up?"

She protected her back with one hand and was a little heavy in her movements. She slowly walked out of the bedroom. Through the thick wooden door of the main hall, she finally heard the voice coming from outside.

"Empress, it's cold and cold. You can go back first. Let's talk about the affairs in the court. You know that the harem cannot interfere in politics. Wouldn't you make it difficult for the Empress to do this?" Zi'er stood in the corridor outside the hall, trying hard to persuade the woman in purple who was kneeling on the snow in the yard.

The cold wind whistles, and the flying snowflakes are like dandelions in the sky, trembling, floating, and rippling in the vast night...

The thin body of the woman in purple was like a misty ghost in the night wind, and could be taken away by the wind at any time without any trace. Her beautiful face was vaguely visible to the dried tears. She stubbornly lowered her head and kneeled on the snow with her straight waist. Although her lips were frozen purple at this time, the knees were already stiffened and she had no sense of consciousness.

The thick door creaked open, and the cold wind blew on his face, causing Ling Xue, who had just walked out of the warm bed, to shivered involuntarily. Her beautiful phoenix eyes shrank slightly, and she shouted in disbelief: "Jade Princess? Why are you wearing so thin clothes and kneeling in the snow? What are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, the woman in purple raised a pair of eyes with a hint of joy and prayer to look at the queen Ling Xue, who was standing at the door with a big belly. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, her white forehead was buckled on the snow, and she said in a choked voice: "Please save my relatives!"

The queen was slightly surprised to hear this, saving her relatives. Is the emperor really going to fight all the royal relatives of the Haramimachi Kingdom? Although she has been living in seclusion for more than three months, every time the emperor comes to accompany her, he will reveal some things in the court to her intentionally or unintentionally. Although she said that she could not interfere in politics and she could not listen to the affairs in the court, Li Zixin seemed to trust her very much. He said that he just regarded it as his wife. Telling her troubles was not considered to be interfering in politics.

A few days ago, Li Zixin came to Zhaoyang Palace with a gloomy face. Ling Xue knew from his face that there must be something else in the court. Sure enough, after several relaxation and indulgence, the nobles of Nanchou were not enterprising, and used all the powers in their hands to make money and profit, plundering a large number of people's wealth and ointment, which made the old ministers in the court extremely angry. They even went to stop the court to protest and asked the emperor to make a fair judgment.

In fact, the queen Ling Xue knew early in the morning that the emperor was actually jealous of the Nancho royal family. Indulging indulgence and tolerance was just a way to kill him earlier.

"Jade Princess, get up first. If you are so thin, you kneel in the snow, it is easy to get cold. If you get sick in this weather, you will still suffer yourself." Ling Xuefeng's eyes surging softly, she looked at Zi'er, and signaled to help her up.

Zi'er understood it and walked to the side of the Jade Princess, reached out to help her up. The Jade Princess knelt in the snow for more than half an hour. The joints of her legs had already lost consciousness. She pursed her purple lips and stood up with Zi'er's hand, staggering, and leaning forward softly.

Ling Xue was shocked, and her hand holding the door frame shook slightly. She really wanted to rush out and pull her, but she was acting clumsy now. The Jade Queen showed a hint of embarrassing smile, raised her eyes to look at the nervous Ling Xue, and smiled leisurely: "Empress, don't worry, I'm fine!"

"Let's talk about it when you come in the inner palace!" Ling Xue nodded and ordered lightly.

The Jade Princess looked at the woman full of maternal charm who slowly walked into the inner hall, and her heart was a little sour. From the noble princess of a country to the noble princess of Li Country, it seems that her life is noble and cannot be said lightly, but how many people can truly understand her depression?

Her marriage was just a political victim. She did not love Li Zixin, although he was a very elegant man, even though he was a king who ruled the world, even though he held supreme power and the domineering spirit of looking down on all living beings in his hands. Feelings were the thing she dared to wish for the least. She refused to approach him and refused to hand over herself. In this life, she only wanted to carry the Jade Emperor's reputation as a restless life in Li Kingdom.

The successive departure of her father and brother made her feel lonely. What made her feel a little warm was the Nanchoen clan relatives and royal family that came with her. Although she did not have much interaction with them on weekdays, they were of the same bloodline and a continuation of the Nanchoen royal family. She had heard about the things in the court today. The emperor sent the heads of her clan princes to the prison, and the ministers in the court all submitted a letter to the emperor to deal with it solemnly. She did not dare to ask the emperor for his smartness. She would not know that all this was something the emperor liked to see. He was just afraid that he had been waiting for this scene for a long time?

There was a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth, and there was tears in her eyes. Looking at the dark sky above her head, the snowflakes were falling down, and she felt sad: Father, did you see it? This is the person you asked your daughter to marry. Yes, he protected the lives of the people of Nancho and avoided the disaster of war. However, he could not tolerate our royal family to exist all the time. Seeing this situation today, Father, do you regret it?

"Empress, go in first, your hands are frozen!" Zi'er looked at the Jade Emperor with a sad face and called out with some concern.

The Jade Princess looked back at Zi'er, smiled and nodded to respond, and walked up the steps step by step with Zi'er's hand and walked into the palace filled with layers of warmth.

"Zi'er, find out the red fox fur coat from this palace and put it on the Jade Emperor." Ling Xue sat on the phoenix seat in the main hall and ordered Zi'er with a smile.

After Zi'er sat down with the Jade Emperor, she walked straight into the inner hall, took out Ling Xue's favorite red fox fur coat and walked out slowly.

The Jade Emperor looked at the dazzling red, feeling the pain in his heart. Once upon a time, she also loved the fiery red, but since the country was destroyed, such a flamboyant color was no longer the theme of her life, nor was it the color she could control. She stood up and gave Ling Xue a slight gift: "I thank the Queen Mother, but this red fox fur coat was specially given to the Queen Mother, and I dare not overthrow it. Huier asked her to go back to the palace to help me get a piece of clothing!"
Chapter completed!