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Why did he want to kill Ning Xiaoyao? She only told me about the palace's rules, nothing more. Most of the time, he was just like a big child. He had a bit of a delicate air and a bit of a prideful air, growing up in a different environment, causing a person's personality to be different.

But he shouldn't have killed that Ning Xiaoyao palace guard just because of that. No matter what, he was still a fifth-grade palace guard.

I am not a foolish person. What he said and did today, as well as what he said and did, combined together, gave me a general impression.

Could it be what I thought it would be? I was afraid.

"Have some soup." He spoke lightly in his ear.

Once the hot soup entered his mouth, he didn't know what it tasted like, but even his heart felt warm.

He laughed happily, "You look like a fool. I don't know why, but I've always been very concerned about you."

In a trance, I accompanied him through his lunch. He did his work and no longer wanted me to accompany him.

After passing through the lake, a cold wind blew against the silvery water. The sound of the wind lapping against the shore made a low sound, gently rippling. It gave off a kind of unreal feeling.

Walking back to the run-down little house, the two ladies diligently wiped the floor, and carefully asked me if I wanted some snacks.

She hugged her knees and looked out the window. The blue-gray dawn was untouchable, and her heart ached. She buried her head between her knees and hugged herself tightly.

Is there a problem with the medicine I drank? Is it that I won't have children in the future?

But if I was destined to be like this for the rest of my life, even if I had a child, would I be happy? My lowly status, according to the rules of the palace, is not allowed to take care of their own children, can not be raised on their own.

If a child could survive and grow up well, would he be ashamed of his lowly status in the future? I don't know, I don't want to think about things that are too far away, my head hurts, the wind is so strong, I can't blow away all the melancholy and worry.

There was still no news of Xia Junchang, but I had already lowered my head to his side.

I looked at the greyish blue sky laughing, this life without any color, I still had to learn to be happy, throw away more, open more, a little carelessness will throw me into the painful lake, always struggling, I do not want to lose my nature, I just like to be happy, no matter how much suffering, step by step will come.

Without thinking too much, he took a book and sat on the floor to flip through it. Page after page, he let time flip through the pages with a sigh.

The torrential rain woke up in the night. The sound of splashing wood could be heard. Bright rays of light cut through the bright night one after another, followed by the rumbling sound that resounded through the heaven and earth.

The first rain of winter came. Xiao Yu had thought it would be a cold rain, but she had not expected it to rain so quickly.

The wooden door creaked in the wind, the rain came in through the crack in the door, and drops of water fell off my face. I sat up and retreated to a place where there was no light rain, and waited for dawn.

The floor was already wet enough to change the color of the planks. The quilt was also soaked by the water. On the bed, on the floor, there were bowls and bowls filled with water. It was raining heavily outside, and it was drizzling inside.

When it rained, it was as cold as anything. The sky was still a gray drizzle, and the chilling wind was mixed in with the rain. It was so heavy that there was no winter clothes on. Most of the clothes he had gifted last time were autumn.

The two ladies looked at the bowls and bowls in the room in surprise, then looked at me warily. I smiled and pretended not to mind and said, "It was too much rain last night."

"Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu." A familiar voice called to me from outside.

I went out and closed the door behind me. When I saw her approaching with a small umbrella and something in her hand, I hurried over. "Aunt, why is it raining? How is esteemed imperial concubine doing now?"

"Why are you wearing this on such a cold day?"

I replied smilingly, "I'm young and healthy, so I'm not afraid of the cold. Aunt, quickly tell me, how is Imperial Concubine Yi's health?"

"She's much better now. She woke up when it rained yesterday and told me to bring you some charcoal early in the morning."

It was so warm that I almost shed a tear. I was such a useless fellow who liked to cry. I took the item from her hands and asked in a low voice, "Is there any news of him?"

Instead, she grabbed my hand and pulled me to her side. "Zhiqiu, I heard we've found some clues. We'll find him soon."

That's good. I finally let out a breath.

She knew that staying here for a long time would not be good for me, so she said something and went back with an umbrella.

In the cold winter, always like the fire to warm the heart. I didn't tell her there was charcoal, but there was no charcoal stove, not even a log to light a fire with.