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So it turned out to be jealousy. In the end, it all came to nothing.

I passed the handkerchief in my hand to Ya Bei, and coldly said, "Elder sister's current state is just like the Plum Blossom that fell from your hand. In the end, she was still unable to resist the tricks of the court, and died a long time ago. It's just that I didn't expect you to refuse to repent even if you died. "

Ya Bei did not pick up my handkerchief, but I still gave it to her. "The light pink embroidered cloth floated down to the ground against the wind." What I gave was never expected to be taken back, and neither was the heart. It's just that I won't keep silently giving it to you. "

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard Ya Bei chuckle: "Even if you win today, that does not mean that you will win forever. The Queen can save your life, but she can also take yours. You're just a late withering wintersweet. "

I stopped and did not look back. "Big sister is wrong. Little sister never likes plum blossoms. He was even more disgusted with this kind of flower that bloomed in the bitter cold. "Why would I use this flower as a portrayal?"

After he finished speaking, he did not turn around, and allowed Ya Bei to laugh gloomily behind him.

Ning Zhi stepped forward, her expression extremely unsightly. However, he calmly replied, "Young Mistress should return to the palace earlier.

"No matter how cold the wind is, it is not as dangerous as a person's heart." I sincerely hope that if there is an afterlife, I will properly repay the debt I owe in this life.

After dinner with Xuan Yuan, he sat by the red stove and roasted. Xuan Yuan looked exhausted. After all, there were more and more reports for the end of the year, and the war in the Southwest was getting more and more intense.

She threw a few brittle peanuts into the fire with a crackling sound and let out a few puffs of smoke. Xuanyuan Wentian was puzzled, "What is Qing'er doing? This way the smoke will probably choke you. "

I smiled mischievously. "It's fine, please have a taste of Qing'er's homemade roasted peanuts as well Your Majesty." After she finished speaking, she took a fire pincer from Mei Duo's hands and took out some scorched black peanuts, and carefully placed them on the silver plate.

Mei Duo immediately blew gently on it to cool it, then carefully opened the peanut shell and presented it in front of Xuanyuan. I smiled and said, "Your majesty, try it."

Xuanyuan Wentian was a little puzzled, but he still picked one up and carefully placed it in his mouth. "Ugh!" He chewed and praised, "It's so fragrant that you don't even have to peel off your red shirt." "This is what it is like to have fewer peanuts." I smiled as I took the peanut that Xuanyuan fed to my mouth, elegantly holding it in my mouth.

"The most interesting thing is not eating peanuts, but enjoying the process of cooking while eating." Xuanyuan Tsk tsk, praising. "Qing'er sure is thoughtful, to have such a small trick to help relieve our worries."

He gently leaned on the crook of his arm and said, "Every day Qing'er is by the side of the emperor, she hopes that it can be like this."

Xuanyuan Wentian said in a low voice, "Today, it is us who will eat roasted peanuts with you. If in the future, Qing'er, you give birth to a Prince for us, then it will be us who will eat together."

My face was slightly hot. "The emperor always likes to tease chenqie."

Just as the sweetness was growing stronger, Xiao Xingzi walked in quietly and knelt outside Luo Yuan's curtain. On the other hand, Mei Duo cleverly moved forward, and the two of them muttered to each other. Mei Duo walked in soundlessly.

Xuanyuan Wendao could not help but ask, "What is it?" Mei Duo kneeled down and said, "Just now, I received news from Bicheng Palace that Sun Ronghua is gone." My heart suddenly clenched as I said with a sad expression, "How could that be?" "In the morning, I even saw big sister doing well …"

Xuan Yuan tightly embraced me. "Give the orders for a proper burial." Mei Duo accepted the order and left. My tears flowed down my face slowly, the crystal clear tears reflected the bright red flames in the fire.

"Qing'er, don't cry." Xuan Yuan lightly kissed me on the forehead, "Sun Ronghua is just a blessing, he can't be worthy of my love. Don't be too sad, it hurt your body. "

I nodded meekly in his arms, pressing myself against his warm chest without a word.