I heard you say, there are many loves, but which one is for me?

Looking into the mirror in the south building, my lips are red and I am throwing red beans at night.

After the most difficult rainy season, the red pen withers on the ground and is stained by the wind and moon,

Describe who is lucky enough to be a couple, and don't ask if you can return it if you hate it.

Wearing a velvet dress as white as frost, a thin figure was walking through the plum garden holding a lantern. There was fine snow beneath his feet, and he could feel the thickness of the accumulated snow with every step he took.

She looked up at the plum blossoms standing proudly in the snow. The falling snowflakes were dotted among the plum blossoms. They also fell on her body and gradually faded away.

The outstretched hands were so red that the cold wind stung her palms. As soon as the trembling hands touched the plum blossom branches, scattered "snowflakes" fell on her body.

Take a plum blossom, hold it in your hands with great care.

Murong Haochen had promised himself that he would come with him when the plum blossoms first bloomed, but he broke his promise.

She will always remember the words her brother had with her that day.

Looking at the plum blossom trees in front of me, my thoughts gradually returned to them.

——Ye Yilan looked at him standing in front of him majestically, with a bit more sternness in his eyes. This was the first time she had seen her brother like this since she could remember.

Seeing her hesitating in place, he intertwined his fingers with hers: "Do you still want to go in?"

"I, my concubine, are still waiting for a word from the emperor."

He said nothing, smiled slightly from the corner of his eyes, and led her in.

"But I still remember that the first time I met you was here."

"Ever since Nian Qing informed me, I have been wondering whether we have ever known each other."

For Ye Yilan, what happened was too messy to piece together.

"Are these important?" Seeing that she stopped and looked at him with doubts in her eyes, she said coldly, "Just remember the first glance."

I only remember the first sight, I only remember...

She repeated these words silently in her heart. When did their first glance count as their first glance?

"The humble ministers see the emperor, and the ministers see Chen Zhaoyi."

"What does the emperor have to do with Wei Chen today?"

Murong Haochen could sense that the person next to him was extremely anxious, so he grabbed her hand to restrain her: "It's Lan'er who wants to see you."

After hearing this, Ye Xunyu looked at her. He could see the helplessness and eagerness in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, I would like to have a chat with my brother alone."

"That's fine." He agreed without hesitation.

Seeing the situation, Ye Yilan pulled him aside and said softly: "Queen, it seems that you know about my affairs with the Sixth Prince. I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xunyu quickly made a sign to stop, looked back at the emperor, and pulled her away.

"Queen, how could she know?"

Logically speaking, the eldest grandson Guanji should not know.

Out of fear, Murong Haoli told her the whole matter.

Otherwise, how could she truly gain insight into the things she was investigating?

"She almost said it just now. If the emperor hadn't come out in time, she was afraid that if she listened, the emperor would kill him..." She remembered Murong Haochen's words. There was no joke in his words and he was extremely serious.

.At this moment, I feel extremely scared in my heart. "Brother, I am afraid that the emperor will not let him go if he is exposed."

Ye Xunyu shook his head helplessly, even though he was caught, he was still thinking of him.

If so, when he heard this, he would feel chilled again.

"The Emperor himself has a grudge against the Sixth Prince. If he learns about the affair between you and him, perhaps the Emperor will find ways to drive him away."

The eldest grandson Guanji has firmly grasped the matter in her hands. According to her temperament, once she has a handle, what else can she do except surrender.

"Brother, I..."

"Lan'er, do you still have feelings for him?"

Affection?

She doesn't know.

There seemed to be something missing between Murong Haochen and him, something Murong Haoli never had.

There is no gap between Murong Haochen's affection and love, and he...

Perhaps, I admire you on Chinese Valentine's Day.

Seeing that she had not yet made a decision, Ye Xunyu put his hands on her shoulders and said seriously: "Let it go, and nothing will happen."

"But if you let it go, nothing will really happen?"

She didn't believe it.

She has told herself many times, let it go, let it go...

But what's the use? No one can turn what has happened into a pile of dust.

Hearing this, he didn't know what to do.

"Perhaps, if you look around, you can find something better."

Ye Yilan followed his gaze, and that person was Murong Haochen.

If he was really her destination, she would rather not be his concubine.

Slow steps were approaching him one by one, and he looked into the distance, taking in everything at once.

Noticing the person behind her, she turned around and stared, caressing her cheek lovingly: "Why don't you chat for a little longer."

When he looked at himself, he looked back in a depressed mood, holding his arm with a smile: "I'm afraid that if I talk too much to my brother, the emperor will be angry."

Seeing her coquettish look, he pinched the tip of her nose with an endearing smile and said, "Smooth talk."

Suddenly, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and he couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose. In his mind, the inexplicable familiarity gradually came back to him.

Seeing the situation, Ye Xunyu deliberately coughed, and then stood there embarrassed and at a loss.

"I see you, Your Majesty."

"What's the matter?"

"The good news came from the border, and I asked the emperor to take a look at it."

Murong Haochen received the good news and scanned them one by one with frowning eyebrows.

Hearing the word "border", he was eager to know the situation there. He looked at Ye Xunyu and told her not to act rashly, so he had no choice but to stay aside silently.

"Lan'er, you go back first."

"Yes, I will retire."

Ye Yilan secretly raised her eyes to glance at him, but his eyes were full of indifference.

Since that day, Murong Haochen became much colder towards her.

When I went to Qinlan Palace, I never slept together, but walked alone at night holding a candle.

But she could only look at him silently, occasionally ****ing him at night, and paid no attention to him.

That feeling is far away, as if everything has returned to the original starting point.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard a voice coming from ahead. She walked over curiously and saw a man and a woman hugging each other in the snow. For fear of being discovered by the two of them, they crouched beside a pile of rocks.

"Don't do this. It won't be good if someone finds out."

Zi Ling hugged her lovingly and kissed her crazily: "What are you afraid of? No one will pass by here."

"Why did you call me out?"

Biting her earlobe, he whispered harshly: "I want to know what happened in the palace recently."

Hiding aside, she heard the woman gasping and making a sound. She closed her eyes tightly and moved her body to make a sound.

Upon hearing this, Ziling immediately stopped his hand and roared hoarsely: "Who?"

He originally thought that by calling Su Ying here, no one would pass by at this hour, but he made a mistake.

He protected her with one hand and watched vigilantly to see if there was anyone hiding behind the pile of rocks.

Timidly, she hid behind her, straightened her clothes immediately, and followed his gaze.

After struggling for a long time, Ye Yilan stood up and whispered: "I was passing by here and I didn't want to disturb your enjoyment, so I will leave now."

"stop--"

Su Ying on the side was frightened by the sound and couldn't help but tremble.

"Keep your head up."

After being called, she stood there, her trembling body turned around in panic.
To be continued...