Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

The sweet soup was delivered soon.

In such a heavy snowy day, drinking hot steaming sweet soup is very comfortable, but the atmosphere in the hall is a bit dull.

I couldn't help looking up and looked at Yang Jinyao who was sitting opposite.

Her face was a little pale. It was so warm that the soup could not be warmed. The sweet soup she missed for so long and drank into her mouth did not seem to have any effect at all. She was not sweet and moisturized at all. Instead, she raised her head slightly, looking at the heavy snow outside, the patches, and clumps, almost freezing her eyes.

When they narrated for a while, I watched that the time was almost up, and I got up to leave. Yang Jinyao immediately came over and held my hands. In such a snowy day, her hands were also frozen and completely cold. Warm body temperature.

She reluctantly said, "Why did my sister go back, and I want to talk to her more."

Waiting for her words, I looked at Yang Wanyun behind her, and Madam Yue Rong, and smiled and said, "Otherwise, would you like to sit in my house with me? It just happened to be packed by my side, you Go recognize it. "

As soon as Yang Jinyao heard it, his face brightened: "Okay, I--"

But after finishing talking, she suddenly remembered what seemed like, and her face fainted again, and said, "No, Yan Qiu will let the carriage come to pick me up later."

"Just let people tell them, let them come to Tongquetai, my door is not bad."

"This……"

She hesitated for a while, then shook her head: "Forget it, forget it, I don't want to go back too late."

"..."

My mood became heavier, and seeing her drooping eyes, although there was no grievance, she had an unspeakable gloom, and there was no brightness and joy at the beginning, which made me have an unspeakable sense of depression. I was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, you newlyweds, don't disturb your sweetness. Then you can wait for his carriage here, and go back soon."

When I heard the words "Newlyweds Yaner", Yang Jinyao smiled, but her smile seemed a little reluctant.

I held her hand and patted it gently, "Then I'll go."

Speaking, she whispered in her ear again, "You know my house. If there is anything unsatisfactory, you can come to me, our sisters can talk."

She looked at me and nodded gently. "Yeah."

I turned and left.

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Who knew that the next day, Jin Yao himself came to my house again.

It was still snowing when she arrived, and I was sitting on the couch with my sleeves shrugged, the stove beside it was burning hot, and there was a bowl of hot tea on the small table at hand, which was very pleasant.

The only thing that made me less happy was that Du Yan walked in and reported: "Mrs."

As soon as I saw him, I immediately stood up from the couch: "How?"

He shook his head.

"..."

This man cherishes words like gold, and as his master, I can no longer care about the question of etiquette, but just seeing him shake his head, my mood sank.

"Still not found?"

"No."

"Are there insufficient staff?"

"It's not a matter of manpower," he said. "The magistrate was originally ordered by the emperor. Naturally, it is different from the practitioners in other temples."

"..."

This is true.

Like Shui Xiu said, if everyone can know where the protector is practicing, probably go to him every day to ask for amulets, and those who ask for blessing will be lined up. What further practice is there to talk about?

I sighed and said, "It seems that it's really hard to find. Otherwise, send someone to guard at Taimiao. Anyway, your daughter-in-law also said that when I met some months, the 15th day, protect the country The mage will go to Taimiao to pray for blessings, and it would be best if they could meet them. Only-- "

However, when they met in Taimiao, there was probably no chance to reach him.

When I thought of it, my brows frowned.

Du Yan stood in front of me, paused for a moment, nodded gently, and turned to go outside.

But as soon as he came to the door, he stopped again, as if hesitant to look back at me, think about it, or walked back.

I looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

"Maybe, Hushang Shu will go to him."

"what?!"

I froze for a while and saw that there was no temperature on Du Yan's ice cube, and said stiffly, "I've heard it."

"How did you hear that?"

"In the beginning, serve the emperor."

I frowned slightly, and sat up on the couch and looked at him. There were countless doubts in my heart, but I didn't know which one to ask, but I repeated it again: "Hubu?

"Correct."

"Hushang Shangshu went to him, what did he do?"

"I don't know."

"when to go?"

"I will go once in a while."

The tip of my eyebrow was a little frowned again.

Du Yan's speech has never been short and concise. I am not worried that he will hide something, but his words make me feel a little strange.

Is the Hushang Shu going to look for the protector mage every so often?

If this is the case, then the current book of the Ministry of Households-Wu Yanqiu, if I follow him, will I be able to find the practice place of the mysterious protector of the country?

However, bewildered and confused again, Hushang Shangshu goes to the patronage master every so often? That was of course ordered by the emperor, but what to do with him?

And, if that's the case, then the light cold ...

I couldn't help raising my head, but saw Du Yan standing there calmly, her thin lips curled into a line, and it looked like she didn't intend to say anything more. In fact, I also understand that if the real thing is closed, When he was guarding by Pei Yuanzhang, he probably heard it, but he wouldn't really let him know. What he told me today is probably all he knows.

So I said gently, "Okay, I know."

He nodded: "Subordinates retire."

After speaking, he turned around and went out.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Cai Wei hurried in outside, asked me to greet him, and said, "Madam, Miss Jin Yao is here."

"what?"

I froze, remembering the day before when I saw her at the Yang family, when I was invited, she refused, but I did not expect that she would come so soon, I rushed out and saw her and yesterday In the same way, she was wearing a thick coat, but no one gave her an umbrella today. She walked from the gate to this side. A thin layer of snow fell on her shoulder and came over: "Sister Yan."

I greeted with a smile: "Why are you here?"

"Come and see my elder sister," she said, looking at me: "Don't my elder sister say, let me come and talk to my elder sister."

"..."

I looked at her carefully, and it was a little clear.

Compared to yesterday's Guining, her father and mother barely smiled. Today, she has a lot of pureness, and the pale blue-gray under her eyes can't even hide the powder, and her eyes are full of red blood.

I didn't say anything, stretched out my hand and gently rubbed Xuemo on her shoulder, and told Cai Wei to bring some hot tea and snacks, and took Yang Jinyao's hand back to my room.

As soon as I entered the house, the warmth struck, and suddenly her pale face appeared a strange blush. I took her to the couch and sat down with a smile and said, "This is fine, although I'm married, And do n’t keep your husband all day long. It ’s okay to come here to visit your sister. Our two sisters talk, how good. ”

She smiled and nodded.

This was the first time I seriously looked at her after she got married. Her long hair pulled up a delicate bun in the back of her head, and she wore all kinds of headgear, naturally she did not lose the grace of Mrs. Shu, and she also A wild and wanton girl, completely transformed into a luxurious and demure young woman.

However, it may be a bit overdone.

She was too demure.

A person ca n’t change his temperament within a day or two without great changes—if he is reborn like a phoenix and a phoenix, the person I ’ve seen in person, but the price he paid, It is unimaginable for ordinary people, and the harm he has suffered is even harder for ordinary people to bear-and Yang Jinyao, she shouldn't.

When Cai Wei had a refreshment and I winked at her, she stepped back and closed the door.

I smiled and held Yang Jinyao's hand: "Come and talk to my sister, how are your husbands treating you these days?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Yang Jinyao's eyes red.

Suddenly, my brow frowned.

Her eyes were getting redder and she could barely hide the sadness and tears rushed up together. She looked at me, and the tears had been spinning in the eye sockets, almost falling, choking and choking, "Sister Yan ,I--"

My face slowly sank: "He, isn't it good for you?"

She pursed her lips as if to be patient, but tears had slipped down her cheeks.

Then she cried wow: "Sister Yan—"

She flew into my arms all at once. Although she was sitting on the couch with some preparations, she was almost thrown by her. I hurriedly protected her with both hands and held her in my arms. Yang Jinyao buried her in my arms. Crying, after a while, I felt that the clothes on my chest were ***, and a cold feeling made me shudder.

I didn't talk to persuade her immediately, but gently stroked her back to help her smooth.

In the large and quiet room, a woman's whimper resounded. In such a cold winter, it became more and more chilling. I didn't know how long it took before she finally stopped crying and lifted it from my arms gently. At the beginning, his eyes were crying and swollen.

She choked and said, "Sister Yan, I'm so sad."

"..."

I didn't speak, just looked down at her in a heavy heart.

Let ’s talk about dry things, and you will know by watching the face.

There are certain things that women cannot hide, such as poverty, love, jealousy, and happiness.

I saw it when she came back yesterday.

She is not happy.