Luan and Phoenix Tribulation: A Concubine Becomes a Phoenix

Chapter 273

It is not unusual for the fourth prince to go out for many days to repair the imperial mausoleum, while the fourth concubine moves into the palace to be with the concubine Xian.The emperor was deeply moved, so he pardoned the fourth prince and allowed him to return to the court. The renovation of the imperial mausoleum continued, and he was only responsible for supervising the work.

On the day Su Guyan returned to Beijing, the sky was gloomy and blue-gray.Gradually, the sky seemed unable to bear the weight of the thick clouds, and it began to rain.The rainwater condenses into white foam and snowflakes in mid-air, floating to the ground.

This is the first snow in Shangjing.The snow is heavy, as light as a phenom's feather.Not long after, the eaves of the houses and the roadside were covered with a layer of white.

At that time, Jun Qianji and Feng Shijin were on the street. The master and apprentice often went to the street to buy things. Seeing that it was snowing, they first bought an oil-paper umbrella to hold it open. Jun Qianji was much taller, so he held the umbrella , constantly reminding Feng Shijin to get closer under the umbrella.

Feng Shijin always walked out of the umbrella unconsciously.On her bun, there were a few white snowflakes.Jun Qianji was afraid that the snowflakes would melt and cool her head, so she silently raised her hand and brushed the snowflakes away from her bun.

Snowflakes touched his fingers and melted into crystal drops.

When Su Guyan came back from Mount Tai, it started snowing halfway.They were escorted by the imperial army, all of them were rough men. In such a snowy day, Su Guyan did not prepare an umbrella to cover the snow. Su Guyan was favored by the heavy snow when he was on the mountain, and he didn't care too much. He arrived in the heavy snow all the way city ​​gate.

His white clothes almost merged with the surrounding snow scene.That ink-like hair was draped over his shoulders, his brows were cold, and his breath was filled with white smoke, as if he was about to turn into a gray-haired old man.

The fourth prince returned to the capital, and the few pedestrians on the road avoided them. They had to wait for the fourth prince to pass by them before continuing on.

Feng Shijin and Jun Qianji were no exception.

She stood upright by the side of the street, her hands were cold, and she looked sideways at the imperial guards coming in order from the direction of the city gate.Su Guyan rode a horse and walked in the middle of the street. The horse's hooves made a series of marks of different shades on the white snow on the street.

On top of Su Guyan's white robe was a cloak. His hands were frozen red as he held the reins of the horse.

When he passed close by, Su Guyan finally saw who the person standing on the side of the road holding an umbrella was.Under the umbrella, most of the light was blocked by Feng Shijin, she looked calm, obviously she didn't come to greet him on purpose, but just happened to meet him on the road.

Su Guyan passed by her, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his indifferent pupils fell seriously on Feng Shijin's face.Feng Shijin was the same as before, holding his head stubbornly high, meeting his gaze head-on, without dodging in the slightest.

The horse walked past her, and Su Guyan twisted his neck, insisting on looking back at her.Until later, they were too far apart, and could no longer see her face clearly, but the shadow in her heart became brighter and clearer.The vast expanse of snow has left the world blank.

He could only see one or two tiny black figures moving slowly in the snow.In the end, Su Guyan turned his head, raised the rein and ran forward with a sound of "drive".

Feng Shijin's stubborn eyes, in his heart, were still a slight double image of the Feng Shijin who pulled his little son into the lake with his tightly pursed lips and his expression of death-defying expression many years ago.

When the last line of imperial guards passed by, Jun Qianji said, "Let's go, it's cold, it's time to go back."

So Feng Shijin didn't miss her any more, and turned around to follow Jun Qianji's side in a well-behaved manner. The master and apprentice walked in the snow and their figures faded away until they finally disappeared.

(End of this chapter)