Disgraced Consort

Jiang Zi's figure disappeared behind her as she fell on her knees with the ground.

When he returned, he held an umbrella in one hand and a brocade of hers in one hand.

Just when she knelt down, he realized that her left foot was not wearing shoes. The white shoes and socks should be very cold in the cold wind and snow.

This woman is a little special to him.

Yes, special.

There was a smile on his lips, and he used an umbrella to support her in the sky. Following the direction of her kneel, she was in sight, a queue of funerals, and it was her loved ones who had passed away.

However, it is naturally impossible to enter the deep palace and leave the palace for funeral.

This is the truest essence of the Forbidden City.

Cruel, not cruel for any change.

At one point, someone tried to eliminate this cruelty, and at the end, it paid the price of life.

When his thoughts turned around, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the queue for the funeral finally disappeared into sight. She knelt like this, and even if the snake venom was removed, there would still be cold invading the spleen and lungs. I am afraid that a serious illness is inevitable.

"Go away."

Xu Xu said these three words. He saw that the slender woman kneeling on the ground shuddered slightly. When she stared again, she straightened slightly. Eyes finally glanced at Dongcheng Yongdao, who had never seen the funeral queue, and then slowly Slowly turned to him, still lowering his eyebrows:

"Concubine is lost."

She should be different from those women in the harem.

But why is she just like them, with respect and obedience?

No, there is a difference.

Behind her seemingly polite and submissive is the indifference of a thousand miles.

"You can't tell anyone everything you see today. You understand?"

He opened his lips, and he heard that his voice was colder than the snow.

It turned out that he was also such a person who refused people thousands of miles away.

It turned out that he and her were actually a class of people.

Only in this way can we protect ourselves and protect the people we want to protect.

"Concubine understands."

Her voice is cold, simple four words, no more words.

He stretched out his hand, supported her arm, and wanted to take her up. Her arm was cold, and when his hand touched her jacket sleeve, he was able to feel her shrinking backwards as soon as he felt the thick jacket cotton Evidently avoiding his support, Shan stood up.

There is a row of staying sea in front of her forehead. With such a low drooping head, he can't see the look on her face, only to see that Liu Hai casts a shadow on her jade-like face, and it also matches her Qiongbi Even more tall.

Women's nose height and self-esteem must be extremely strong.

Somehow, he would think of this sentence, he withdrew his hand and asked indifferently:

"Can you still go?"

She tried to move a little step, made a very small step, the shoes and socks on her left foot stepped directly on the snow, as if he could feel the cold after the ice and snow entered the socks.

He wanted to hand her the Jinlu in his hand, but he saw her eyebrows flicker, but it was just a flick, and it must be gone.

The legs are still very painful, but these pains, she thought, she would not care at all.

There is nothing more to make her care.

"If you go back to the emperor, the concubine can." She still lowered her head and said this sentence, staggering forward, her thin body, just like this, over his shoulder and out of his umbrella.

His hand, somehow, suddenly grabbed her slender arm, and then he put the umbrella in her hand, she did n’t pick it up, he stubbornly tucked the umbrella into her palm, and it was here When he touched her hand.

Her hands are very cold.

However, she couldn't help looking at his eyes colder, at this moment, she had no time to cover up, the coldness of her eyes finally fell into his eyes.

She held the umbrella, and at the next moment, she was hugged again by him.

"Do not talk."

The simple three words, overflowing from his mouth, also blocked her polite rejection.

He hugged her and walked straight to Fangcai's house. At this time, she discovered that it was originally a bamboo house.

In the background of flying snow, the green bamboo color is particularly eye-catching.

Her plain white jacket and an oil-paper umbrella, and he, in a purple robes, white and purple, bright and absolute, such a view, in fact, more beautiful ...

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