An Chengyue was sleeping well in her palace. Yidongzi was dragged to Fengluan Palace. Seeing that she had to lower the price of food and clothing, she was sorting out the palace maid's clothes that didn't fit well and cursing Li Yan for being ruthless and ruthless.

righteous.

I forgot my sister when I had a daughter-in-law.

Li Yan also took advantage of that time to explain to Fu Yao the origin and identity of An Chengyue, the junior sister he had been a disciple of since childhood.

Knowing that An Chengyue came to Fengluan Palace to protect her, Fu Yao was stunned for a while. She wanted to refuse, but suddenly realized that she really didn't know anything.

I don’t want to cause any trouble, so I’ll let Li Yan decide whether it’s the best choice.

Fu Yao pursed her lips, walked to An Chengyue in two steps and hugged her arm: "Sister!"

An Chengyue: "??"

An Chengyue immediately became nervous: "The Queen, can you shout like that?"

Perhaps he didn't expect that the unforgiving junior sister would also be at a loss when she was at a loss. Li Yan stood aside with an expression as if he was watching a show.

Fu Yao shook her head and insisted: "Sister An."

A very clear sound.

Even the last name was added.

An Chengyue almost jumped up. She was noisy, but it was because she knew her senior brother well and grew up together, so she acted more freely when there were no outsiders.

...The queen is not a queen after all, and the two of them are not familiar with each other.

An Chengyue stepped back repeatedly: "You, don't call him that."

Fu Yao's eyes are sincere. Does she really like An Chengyue? She has a cheerful and generous personality, and she is a very interesting person. It would be great if she could become a good sister!

And whether it was to protect herself or not before bending over, Fu Yao felt a little regretful, so she pointed to the bed and said: "Sleep, sleep."

Li Yan: "?"

An Chengyue: "??!"

Fu Yao added: "Sister An, sleep, sleep there."

Li Yan: "No!"

Fu Yao pretended not to hear, and pulled An Chengyue to the bedside: "Sleep there."

That time, the tone was non-negotiable.

An Chengyue hesitated for a moment and looked at Li Yan, who had a complicated expression: "...I have no choice but to sleep with the two of us."

Fu Yao looked strange that time. She still pulled An Chengyue and struggled to express her thoughts: "He, Sister An, sleeps."

"...?" Li Yan hesitated, "What about me?"

Fu Yao raised her leg and pointed at the table: "That."

Li Yan: "..."

Li Yan: “…………”

How to break the queen's request to sleep with her junior sister?

How to solve the problem of the queen being abducted by her junior sister?

How can I break the idea that the emperor is alone at the empty table?!

An Chengyue burst into laughter almost instantly: "Brother, hahahahahahaha, I didn't expect that I would have a tomorrow."

As soon as Concubine An came, all the palace people in the room were shielded. Otherwise, Fu Yao's words just now scared all the maids in Fengluan Palace and knelt down to apologize.

Grandma Zhang and Eunuch Hai are not here, so there is no one to find someone to help Li Yan.

Li Min felt a rare sense of grievance. The problem with Bu Nao was not big. He had many suggestions and suggestions for the emperor to copy... If he didn't sleep, he wouldn't sleep.

He never expected that Mingyue would actually shoot himself in the foot. Li Yan sighed: "It's already late at night. Queen, please go to sleep."

The curtains were placed to the east, fearing that the lights would be too disturbing, so Li Yan very thoughtfully pulled the screen to the table to form a circle.

But maybe those few months went by too long, and Cheng Jiang's death shocked him for a moment. Li Ming picked up his pen to write, and fell asleep at some point.

Dawn breaks.

He saw a frozen lake.

...It's so cold, really cold...

The heavy snow had sealed everything. He was barefoot and hungry. He felt like he was begging to die there.

Could it be, how could it be so?

Not far ahead was the brightly lit palace. There was a warm stove outside the palace, and his father was drinking warm wine inside.

The silk and bamboo were constantly flowing, and the music and music were dancing. He could hear it even from ten feet away.

But his father didn't see him.

He held a red damask in his leg, which he had just taken from his mother's cold body.

The red ribbon was very long and hung down quite a bit to the ground. As a young boy, he was dragged along and tripped several times.

He felt very uncomfortable, his body was four or five years old, he had not eaten for two or three days, and his eyes felt dizzy. He followed his mother's example and wrapped the red silk around his neck.

Mother said that would end all worries.

Anything that makes you unhappy is called trouble.

...He also thought about it.

He lay on the dead wood beside the lake, with the red silk piled up to his neck, and closed his eyes, waiting.

When he saw his mother, she looked like that, and she couldn't wake up no matter how much she shouted. A group of palace people surrounded him, and he was dragged out, but when he turned around to look, he saw a smile on his mother's lips.

But that time, as he lay there for a long time, his head became clearer and clearer, and he felt that the surroundings were really very cold.

"What am I doing?"

A clear and childish voice sounded above his head. Li Yan raised his head and saw a little girl with fleshy cheeks. She had two small buns on her head and red furry hair accessories tied on top, like two rabbit ears.

He got up and said: "He is waiting to die."

"Waiting to die?!" The girl seemed to be frightened, and even squatted beside him to hold him, "Death is terrible. If you die, you will be buried in the dark soil. Why should I wait to die?"

He didn't want to explain too much, so he got up unsteadily, glanced at the girl without sadness, and recognized her: "Am I the daughter of the prime minister's family?"

His father Mingyue held a banquet in the palace. He hid behind a pillar and saw Fu Yao in Yuanji.

But who does it matter?

He just denied it and confirmed it casually.

He left without even waiting for Fu Yao's answer. His mother may not have told him the complete method, and Hong Ling could not let him die.

But he must find another way.

...For example, the lake in front of me is covered with a thin layer of ice.

Almost in an instant, without any hesitation, he held Hong Ling and jumped east.

The sound of the ice breaking was so nice that he closed his eyes.

Darkness and coldness swept over him instantly, and endless water enveloped him.

He opened his legs and arms and let himself fall eastward.

Suddenly, he heard a splash, and then the water surface seemed to be turbulent. Someone shouted: "Come on, the lady has fallen into the water!!"

He closed his eyes and thought, did that girl disappear too?

If you are really stupid, you can't even walk.

Whether or not, it's none of his business, he's just trying his best to fulfill his original wish, everything is over, and what happens to the girl has nothing to do with him anymore.

But he suddenly felt someone hugging him.

She hugged her very tightly, kicking her legs in the water, trying to swim as hard as she could, but it was too difficult for a three-year-old girl, not to mention carrying a child much older than herself.

people.

Li Yan opened his eyes, and his already somewhat chaotic consciousness was now completely empty and red.

Is she going to make it her own?

Why did she ask for help?

They didn't know each other. After his mother died, his father was in Dubu Sheng, and no one would care about him even if he died.

They haven't met each other, they haven't spoken a few words, they haven't given their names...

She's so fat and has short legs and feet, so she can't even take care of herself.

Why did she, why did she dare to save him?!
Chapter completed!