Even she herself did not expect that her paintings would be so popular. The little eunuch always brought her a lot of necessities for life, which made her life in the cold palace less miserable.
She never asked about the affairs in the palace and deliberately made herself forget that she was in the palace.
Now, she doesn't know who she is.
She has memories of past and present lives, and has experienced all kinds of things in the world, but she still cannot see through a single word of love.
So when autumn turned to winter, she had no news from Chun'er.
The weather is getting colder. Is it snowing in the north?
"Flower Demon, have you found the person you were looking for?"
"Who?" She turned around and saw Yuelao with white hair and white beard, wearing a green robe standing in the wind.
"Looking at how leisurely you are, you must be confident, right?"
"Yue Lao, what will happen if I never find him?"
"Both you and him will be miserable." Yue Lao shook his head and said with emotion.
"What exactly will happen?"
"Secrets must not be revealed."
It turns out that gods also like to speak in official style, and Chu Mengni didn't expect to get anything out of his mouth.
"Yue Lao, please help me check the marriage relationship of my eldest brother Chu Chengen."
Her pleading eyes made it hard to refuse. Yue Lao closed his eyes and counted, opened his eyes and said: "Although there will be a disaster, the marriage will be happy, and the clouds will clear and the moon will shine."
"What about Chun'er?"
"Why are you just asking other people? Don't you want to know about your own marriage?"
Everyone comes to Yuelao Temple to seek their own marriage, but she is the only one who worries about others.
"In no mood."
There are too many things in the world that are more interesting than men, such as gods and money...
"I'm here to remind you that if you find Changqin, you must restore his memory as soon as possible, otherwise you will not help him, but harm him."
Yuelao summoned a colorful cloud, stood on the cloud, and the cloud gradually rose.
Chu Mengni lowered her head and thought, Ouyang Shaogong would be happy to be a romantic emperor now. I'm afraid he doesn't even want to be a god anymore.
When she raised her head, she saw Yue Lao already in the air, and quickly shouted: "Hey, you haven't told me about Chun'er's marriage yet."
"Chun'er is a kind girl and a blessed person. You don't have to worry about her."
After hearing what Yue Lao said before leaving, Chu Mengni finally felt more at ease.
At the end of the month and the end of the year, the fine snow falls on the ground like white sand, layer by layer. The fine snow does not become a flower or a flower, so that the water of expectation will
Looking forward without a shadow.
The fine snow has been falling for several days, secretly freezing one's heart.
In the imperial garden, there are still wintersweet trees that are not afraid of the severe cold standing proudly on their branches.
Ouyang Shaogong stretched out his leather-gloved hand, let the fine snow fall on his palm, and watched it slowly turn into droplets of water.
In the vast sky full of light snow, not a single snowflake fell for him. Even if he was the emperor, there would still be things he couldn't get.
A kind of loneliness came to my heart, as if the whole world had abandoned him, and there was only him and Xue in the world.
Jinbao ran from the vast white snow, shouting as he walked: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, good news, the eldest princess has returned with a letter and sent many tributes."
Ouyang Shaogong was overjoyed and ran towards Tianhe Hall quickly.
The tributes sent by Lengpan were all ginseng, supplements, medicinal materials, wine, tea, and various furs.
Ouyang Shaogong still couldn't find what he wanted, so he quickly asked: "Where is the letter, the letter from the eldest princess."
