A Hong swept away the sadness just now, and her vigor came back, making Jian Yao chuckle. The two of them laughed and forgot about the previous memories. A Hong walked to the table to sort out what Jian Yao had just written.

, accidentally touched the ink stain on his hand, and immediately became angry again. He muttered and put more weight on his hands and feet. Jian Yao laughed and said loudly: "Life is always influenced by karma."

Blowing, three years old, eighty years old; Ah Hong, I think it makes sense for people in Beili to love pilgrimage. If you put your spirit on a certain thing, you will have fewer desires and complaints. Life is short.

Why do you have to force yourself after decades? It’s okay to just take things as they come! As the poem says, the beautiful scenery remains the same, it’s just the mood that changes!”

"You understand now? Then why were you so stubborn back then? Do you regret it?" A Hong rolled her eyes at her and continued her work. Jian Yao knew that she was talking about Feng Xie and did not refute, narrowing her eyes.

Laugh, then quietly

He said: "It's too late to understand, but I don't regret it. Ah Hong, how long do you think my body can last? If I die next to him, Brother Mu Cheng will blame me, and he will blame me too. It's better to let me hide."

Stay away and be alone!"

"You are talking nonsense again. How long do you mean you can live? You are a disaster and a disaster. You will definitely live for a thousand years!"

A Hong frowned and hurriedly retorted. Jian Yao smiled and bent down, leaning over to secretly cover the tears in his eyes. Then he got up and walked to A Hong, hugged her and said softly: "A Hong, I can't bear to leave, I can't bear to leave."

There are many things that I can’t bear to part with you..."

A Hong didn't speak anymore, she just hugged her back tightly. The body beneath her was getting thinner and haggard. Although A Hong always retorted stubbornly, she understood in her heart that Jian Yao might really

It won't last until next spring...

"I've been watching the New Year's Eve for two days, I heard he's coming?" A Hong let go of Jian Yao and blurted out this sentence, but Jian Yao already understood that he and she hadn't seen each other for three months, even though he

Sometimes he stayed in Beili, and even if he went to court every day, they would never see each other, because now Jian Yao is already a beauty in the palace, the concubine of Beili Hou, and there is a natural barrier between him and her that can no longer be overcome.

There's a gap.

"Come here, what does it have to do with me?" Jian Yao forced a smile and walked slowly to the window. A Hong sighed and said, "The concubines and ministers will all be there when the time comes!"

"Yeah!" Jian Yao responded casually. A Hong didn't want to say anything anymore, so she turned around and walked out, but then turned back and said, "Do you know what happened at Uncle Guo's place?"

"You already know, how could I not know?"

Jian Yao turned his head and smiled. A Hong was stunned for a moment, secretly admiring Jian Yao. Even though she lived in seclusion, she was able to know everything about court affairs. Of course, she was also one of her informants.

Jian Yao pointed to the wooden box in front of her dressing table. Ah Hong walked over knowingly and picked up a few pearl flowers. Jian Yao smiled and said: "Be more generous when drinking and gambling with the girls these two days, and pay more attention to the East Palace."

Over there!" A Hong smiled slightly and walked out. Jian Yao turned around and continued to stare at the snowflakes outside the window in a daze.

For three months here, she clearly felt the hostility of the East Palace. Although Tapir did not dote on her too much, but according to rumors in the palace, she was the only concubine that Tapir chose by himself. The queen was a famously jealous woman, so in order not to give her
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