The wind and snow outside the window suddenly became louder and howling. Although the weather in Luoyang was not as bitterly cold as Pingcheng, it was still in the north after all. At this time, there was no sign of spring at all, but it got worse. The wind swept the snowflakes, beating them layer by layer.

On the window lattice, soon the window turned into a sheet of snowy white.

The thousand-year-old tree outside the door had almost half of its leaves fallen off, and the rest was covered with ice and snow, turning into a giant snow-white tree.

The cold wind whistling outside the door quickly froze people's hearts and solidified them into hard ice cubes that could never be melted.

All around you can hear loud banging noises. However, when you listen carefully, you realize that it is only the heartbeat that makes the sound. Each other can hear each other's heartbeat clearly, but this heartbeat is gradually lost.

Strength is weaker than the pulse and more elusive than self-torture.

Feng Miaolian knelt on the ground. The blazing fire made her head and face feel hot, but her legs were numb. She had only knelt for a while, but she could no longer walk upright.

She didn't raise her head, so she couldn't see his expression; he just breathed rapidly, and couldn't see her drooped eyelids.

We are so close, but our hearts are already far away. No amount of tenderness, no matter how great tolerance, no matter how many hugs, no matter how strong the lingering and memories, can never bring this distance closer.

Finally, Feng Miaolian felt that her legs were very weak, and her wrists holding the imperial edict were also very weak. She stood up in a daze, staggered, and almost fell to the ground. However, he did not reach out to help her, and he also lost the strength to support her.

, just watched helplessly as she handed over the imperial edict, her tone was so polite and distant, just like a real concubine facing the emperor, with careful atonement, flattery, respect and humility in her tone: "Your Majesty, I dare not pay homage to you.

I am not worthy of such a heavy reward, so return it to Your Majesty!!!"

An imperial edict is as important as a thousand pieces of stone.

She let it go and felt relaxed, and there was even a faint smile on her face: In this life, she owed him a lot of love, his, the Queen Mother's... If it weren't for these two people, she would always be a humble commoner.

A woman who is randomly betrothed to be a concubine of some family will turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye throughout her life.

It was him who turned her from the humblest girl into the most noble woman. She could not repay this love. She thought everything was natural, but now she understands that this is not natural. It is a deep debt and guilt.

, so I would rather give it back to him.

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Don’t forget the YY activities on Christmas Eve.

Held at 8-12pm on Saturday:))) Prizes include: signed books and signed bookmarks.
Chapter completed!