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Ye Jiu smiled: "Then I wish you happiness in advance."

There was a stove in the room, and it was very warm. After sitting here for a while, Ye Jiu got up to leave.

There was a cold wind howling outside, and the bare branches seemed to be frozen to death, and there was dead silence on the side.

Ye Jiu stood outside the courtyard gate, looked at the scene, and said with emotion: "It's been a year."

When I first came here, it was still spring and the flowers were blooming, but now the leaves are all gone.

Feng Xiangyi took a thick red cloak and put it on her body, muttering: "It's so cold, you don't need any more clothes."

Ye Jiu raised her eyes slowly, closed her cloak, and smiled at her: "I've worn so much, if I add more, it will become a ball."

Feng glanced at Yi: "How many clothes are there?"

Then began to complain: "How do they take care of you, what to do if you catch a cold."

Ye Jiu clenched her hands into fists, put them against her lips, and coughed: "I just came back, before they could react, I came to the palace."

"Okay, okay, I know you're protecting them." Feng Xiangyi waved his hand, snorted coldly, and moved closer to Yejiu, "Don't forget about me if you have them."

Ye Jiu looked at her with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Why, didn't I come to you as soon as I came back?"

"You have grown up a lot." Ye Jiu said softly, her eyes were as clear as a spring, filled with a touch of warmth, and the curvature of her mouth was as perfect as a crescent moon.

Feng Xiangyi hooked the broken hair around his ears behind his ears, touched his ears: "Is there any?"

Perhaps even Feng Xiangyi didn't know that she had gradually grown up during this year.

"Hmm..." Ye Jiu blinked her eyes, her brows curved, "I should go."

"Xiao Jiu, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. During the Chinese New Year, I will go." Feng Xiangyi gave Ye Jiu a look.

"Ah~" Ye Jiu responded casually, "Okay, I'll wait."

Ye Jiu left Feng Xiangyi's courtyard gate, walked outside the palace, and happened to meet Yue Yan on the way.

Feeling that hot and hateful gaze, Ye Jiu didn't understand before, but now she can probably guess a little bit.

Maybe he already knew that she was Su Shiqing's daughter, and that the Queen liked Su Shiqing, so the inexplicable hatred made sense.

It is possible that the batch of killers who assassinated her back then were sent by him.

"Concubine Yue." Ye Jiu greeted her lightly.

It is possible that those batches of killers who killed her in the first place were written by him.

Ye Jiu is lazy to move him now, if he is causing trouble, move him again.

"Ye Wang Ye." Yue Yan nodded, responded, and then left without looking sideways.

After leaving the palace, Ye Jiu was walking on the street, suddenly there seemed to be something on her eyelashes, something fell on her face, Ye Jiu raised her hand and touched her face, what she felt was wet.

She raised her head, white things were scattered from the sky, Ye Jiu reached out to catch them, but what landed on her hands was water.

Snowing……

The pure white snow swept across her cheeks and fell on her body. The red cloak took advantage of her fair skin, and her delicate and beautiful face seemed like an elf in winter.

Ye Jiu squinted her eyes, closed her cloak again, and inadvertently raised her head to see the person not far away.

Dressed in white, holding a white umbrella in his hand, his stunning face is as cold as this winter, as if he wants to merge with the world.

"How did you come?"

Yan Cijing looked down at Ye Jiu: "Come and take the wife home."

(End of this chapter)

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