She took Zhao Xi to find him. Even if Zhao Xi was afraid of him and unwilling to talk to him, he was calm and patient and would not show indifference or impatience towards Zhao Xi.
This is a kind of tenderness that is rare even for ordinary people. He seems to be indifferent to everything, but in fact he has a very strong sense of perception. He restrains himself and gives gentleness and attention to others. In addition, he has a unique
The coldness created a strong contrast, making him look like an adult.
The two people who are most similar to each other in the Xiao family are actually Wen Jiaojiao and Zhao Yan. They are both born with keen perception, and they also show the gentlest side of the Xiao family.
This kind of tenderness is normal for Wen Jiaojiao, but it is very rare for Zhao Yan, because he is a prince and will be an emperor in the future.
This trait makes him stand out among the princes. Just looking at him as a smarter young man, it is obvious when he is put together with the others.
Therefore, Zhao Yelin felt that no prince could compare with Zhao Yan. He would be a good emperor in the future and would do better than him.
But in the eyes of outsiders, the prince is just a smart and taciturn young man with a mind that is unmatched by his peers. Even Xiao Qingyu and Zhao Yelin just feel that they have given birth to a child who is precocious and cold-tempered.
Only Wen Jiaojiao knew that he was a young man wrapped in tenderness and knew his restraint, so she felt even more sorry for him.
In view of the relationship between the emperor and Sister Qingyu, it is really rare that he can grow up to this level.
Zhao Yan and Wen Jiaojiao walked slowly to Fengyi Palace. Zhao Yan listened to Wen Jiaojiao talk about the past events of Concubine Xian and Concubine De in the afternoon, and there was a trace of sadness in her tone that could not be resolved.
She felt sorry for them and felt sad in her heart. This sadness was not without reason.
Zhao Yan knew that Wen Jiaojiao might have taken the role of herself, and she thought that if she were in that situation, she would not be as optimistic as Concubine Xian and Concubine De.
She usually seems to have an indifferent and open-minded attitude towards many things, but in fact her heart is not strong, she is sensitive and fragile.
It is this sensitivity and vulnerability that makes it easy for her to fall into other people's situations and emotions, and it is also easy for her to develop expectations for some people or things.
For example, Que Wu, a Saluo man, accurately grasped Jiao Jiao's preferences and personality.
She is someone who will be touched by aggressive tenderness. She is like a fish fished out of the water and left in the pond for a long time. She has no activity and looks lazy and about to die. Que Wu is like this fish.
Like a natural enemy, he was thrown into the pool and chased her, making her move and come alive until she died.
Zhao Yan and Wen Jiaojiao, an aunt and nephew who are only more than two years apart, understand each other and maintain a delicate balance. This balance is in Zhao Yan's hands. As long as he wants, it can be stable forever.
As for Wen Jiaojiao, who was in harmony with Zhao Yan, it was like she was in a gentle country without worries. She was unaware of the balance for Zhao Yan, because Zhao Yan controlled it, including her.
"They are living very well now, and they are in the best condition they can achieve."
Wen Jiaojiao stopped on a long bridge. Not far away was a plum garden with plum blossoms in full bloom, and the air was filled with a strong fragrance of plum blossoms.
"Ayan, if it were me, I would definitely not be as strong as them."
"The women in the palace are really pitiful."
After hearing Wen Jiaojiao's words, Zhao Yan was silent for a while and said: "You will not become them, and no one will let you go through this."
"You just have to do what makes you happy."
Wen Jiaojiao smiled and pinched Zhao Yan's face, "Little Qilin, you are so kind."
Zhao Yan said softly "Yeah", he will always be so kind to her and protect her most vulnerable side.
"Tang Pozi is cold." As he said this, Wen Jiaojiao threw Tang Pozi into Yuzhu's hand and stuffed his hand into Zhao Yan's collar.
Zhao Yan stood there motionless, letting her slightly cold hand rest on his neck.
Wen Jiaojiao took it out after a while and said, "Ayan, you should also wear more clothes. It's so cold that you don't even wear a scarf. My mother-in-law and my aunt made many scarves for me. I'll get one for you later."
"I'm not cold. Go back quickly. You've stayed outside for too long."
With that said, Zhao Yan took Wen Jiaojiao's hand and continued to walk forward.
After talking to Zhao Yan for a while, Wen Jiaojiao's depression dissipated and she started talking to him nonstop.
Yuzhu and Fengxin followed the two of them, only listening to their young lady talking non-stop. His Highness the Crown Prince occasionally responded, but they felt that His Highness the Crown Prince was listening very seriously to what the young lady said.
They saw that the two of them were together, probably because they were related. The two of them were usually close to each other, which gave them an indescribable sense of harmony.
"Ayan, tomorrow is my birthday. You can take a day off. You won't even come to my birthday, right?"
"Go and rest for half a day."
"It's only half a day? Okay, half a day is fine."
"Tomorrow you'll almost have lunch when you get up, so you'll have half a day's rest."
"...."
"Ayan, I'm tired from walking, please carry me~"
"good."
In a corner of the palace, Shen Lanjun looked at the two figures cuddling together in the snow, with a smile on her lips, but a cold look in her eyes. She tilted her head and asked Yunzhu, the maid next to her, "Have everything been arranged?"
Yunzhu whispered: "Empress, the arrangements have been made."
Shen Lanjun said faintly: "Tomorrow is her haircut gift, let's give her a big gift."
After saying that, Shen Lanjun turned and left.
A thin figure hid in the darkness, staring at Shen Lanjun's leaving back with cold eyes.
A group of guards passed by on patrol here, and a guard walking at the rear broke away from the group and walked to the darkness around the corner.
"Proceed with caution. After the Chinese New Year, the emperor will start conducting extensive searches again. You should take leave to rest these days and don't run around."
Looking at the silent and gloomy young man in front of him, the guard frowned slightly, "Bai Yu, do you hear me?"
Bai Yu raised his chin slightly and glanced sideways at him, his eyes as cold as a cold pool, "I understand."
After that, he disappeared into the wind and snow.
The guard looked at the direction he was leaving and frowned. Why did the Lord find such a person? It's really difficult to control him.