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Chapter 2278 [Shangxie] withdrawn

The emperor turned over the folder with a cold look, and said,
"You go out."

Qing Ze closed his eyes and retreated helplessly.

The palace door opened and closed again, and the strong wind swept through the palace, sweeping away most of the warmth from the fine silver filigree charcoal.

The emperor sat behind the table and stayed motionless for a long time, then suddenly called out the palace servants, and said calmly,

"Remove the carbon."

The stunned palace man remained motionless,
"This...Your Majesty, if the carbon is removed in this weather, the inside of the palace will be no different from the outside."

However, the emperor was unmoved and could not refuse, saying,
"Withdrawn."

The palace servants had no choice but to bring people to evacuate the silver charcoal burning in every corner one after another.

When the last pot was also withdrawn from the palace, the Zichen Palace, which was originally empty, finally completely cooled down.

And the emperor was still wearing the black robe, sitting by the window where the cold wind was blowing, critiquing papers.

Snowflakes fell from the window from time to time, rolled twice under his pen, and then turned into water and soaked in the black ink, dragging the handwriting light and hazy.

All of this was reflected in the man's light-colored pupils, and half-hidden by the long eyelashes, creating a charming tranquility, as if Xueluo had also made a sound.

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It snowed for several days without clearing up.

Vendors large and small in Shenjing City closed their doors one after another, hid at home and lit the stove to warm up the fire.

Several batches of money were distributed from the imperial city to various places for disaster relief. Except for the occasional imperial guards, there were hardly any people on the streets.

However, just after nightfall this day, the capital ushered in a strange guest.

Said she was strange because she was wearing too little.

In a snowy day when even the imperial guards wore thick cotton coats under their silver armor, she was a slender girl holding an umbrella, and she only wore a white cloak that didn't look too thick over her single clothes.

The guards under the city gate kept casting weird glances at her while checking her pass order.

The person who was concerned turned a blind eye to such gazes, and just accepted the passing order handed back by the soldiers with a blank face, and walked into the city gate with an umbrella in one hand and a horse in the other.

Occasionally, the saber at the waist bumped into the amber stone hanging on the belt, making a crisp sound like gold and stone hitting jade on the snow-falling street.

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When Xia Fuyi finally found an open inn, the red lanterns of the restaurants on the street were already lit.

Her horses were chewing hay in the stables behind the inn. In the charcoal-burning room, she finally relaxed the internal force that had been wrapped around her body. While staring at the sky outside the window, she ate casually ordered meals.

After eating, she opened the window, jumped to sit on the window sill, silently waiting for the time when the sky got darker.

She finally let out a breath when the watchman was wrapped in thick clothes and beat the gongs and drums as he walked through the streets and alleys.

The clear and deafening sound of gongs and drums echoed lonely on the deserted street illuminated by the lanterns. In the tail that has not yet disappeared, a white shadow silently rolled over the roof from the window of the inn, and it was as light as nothing on the snow-falling tiles. Jumping and walking, towards the direction of the imperial city, disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Only those black tiles revealed from under the snow, vaguely connected into a series of light and long footprints.

About a quarter of an hour later, the white shadow leaped into the high red wall of the imperial palace, stepped on many glazed tiles familiarly, and went straight to the brightly lit Zichen Palace.

And at the moment she arrived, all the candles in the huge Zichen Palace were suddenly extinguished, and complete darkness appeared from the windows.

Xia Fuyi stopped in her tracks, laying down on the roof of Luoxue's palace, staring at the palace man who exited from the palace gate, until he walked all the way down the long steps and disappeared into the snow, then she stood up again and jumped off. Roof, from the garden on the other side to sneak into the area near Zichen Hall.

The wind blew the snow off her shoulders and hair, and in a blink of an eye she was carried by the wind when she was running into the boundless dark night.

　Today is two chapters_(:з」∠)_
　　
　
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