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Chapter 564: Will, Secret Letter

It hasn't been so heavy since Lin'an City has been snowing for a long time. When the people in Lin'an City are still asleep, the snowflakes quietly danced and slowly fell in the air.

The bell of Yuanyou Armillary Sphere awakens the earth, awakens the entire city of Lin'an, covered with snow. Standing on the tall platform of Yuanyou Armillary Sphere, or standing on the top of Phoenix Mountain in the palace, you can enjoy a magnificent view wrapped in silver.

The snowflakes fall silently, and the palace buildings with red walls and white snow are even more beautiful in the tranquility, as if they are separated from the worldly fairyland on earth.

The snowflakes falling from the sky in Lin'an are different from the cold wind whistling in the north of the subway, and the rough scene of goose feathers dancing in the air like gods and demons, as if the snow in the south of the Yangtze River, when it falls, they all have a hint of elegance and poetry, as well as the jasper and gentle and refined appearance of the small family.

Li Heng shook off his snowflakes and got into Shi Miyuan's carriage. On the way to the Xinwang Mansion, he passed by the carriage of Princess Xin who happened to go to the palace, farewell to the empress dowager and the queen, and then went to Jiankang.

Li Fengniang, wearing a thick fur, admired the beautiful snowflakes outside the window. She had not yet completely escaped from her dream and felt irritable and sad. As the slowly falling snowflakes gradually became calmer.

Yan Qingcheng shouted in surprise in the yard, occasionally shouting hard at Bai Chun and Ye Qing who were in the same room last night.

As Bai Chun, dressed in white, walked into the yard, Yan Qingcheng, whose little face and hands were already cold and flushed because of playing with snow, couldn't help but look in front of him, as if Bai Chun was as quiet as the snowflakes, was calm.

"It's so beautiful, come on, let me smile." Yan Qingcheng imitated Ye Qing's usual walking, stretched out his red little hand and touched Bai Chun's face.

"Go to yours... so cold." Bai Chun avoided Yan Qingcheng's cold hands angrily, then turned his beautiful eyes, pointed to Yan Qingcheng who wanted to chase her, and pointed to the second floor: "Don't you dare?"

"Hmph, it's useless to provoke me." Yan Qingcheng felt a little guilty, and a small snow ball was thrown in her hand.

"Then you go, you're sleeping like a dead pig anyway." Bai Chun bent down, and his slender and fair hands also took the opportunity to grab a snow track.

"Oh...so, Sister Bai seemed to serve her husband last night..." Yan Qingcheng was taller into the model's figure, continued to imitate Ye Qing's slutty look and tease Bai Chun.

"Go away yours." Bai Chun, who was careless, had red clouds in an instant, and she was covered in white clothes and had picturesque eyebrows. She stood in the silent snow at this moment, and she looked even more icy and jade-like, and her fairy-like appearance was as beautiful as the world.

"Then you just take a look." Yan Qingcheng looked at Bai Chun's provocative gaze. Thinking that someone hadn't gotten up yet, he was also ready to move for a moment. He wanted to try it. If the snow in his hand was placed on Ye Qing's body, what would Mr. Ye react?

"Waiting for the good news." After Bai Chun finished speaking, he ignored the eagerness to try and planned to find the uncomfortable Jiao Yan, walked to Jinse and You'er, and began to think about what kind of snowman to build together.

Three pairs of small hands that were red from the cold, just stacked the snowman's body. The snowman's head, which had no outline, was just put on the snowman's shoulder by the three women. Then, he heard Yan Qingcheng's screams coming from the building behind him.

Even though the scream was short and rapid, the head of the three girls in the yard that had just been placed on the snowman's shoulder was still rolling down from their shoulders by Yan Dajia's scream.

"Your lady is the one who takes it for herself." Bai Chun chased the snowman's head that was rolling in the snow, and said to You'er.

You'er pouted: "It would be great if the wife didn't mention it."

"Blame me?" Bai Chun, holding the snowman's head, said in the same direction as the snowman's head in his arms.

"Okay, I'm actually the blame for the miss herself." You'er took the snowman's head in Bai Chun's hand, and then the three girls continued to build snowmen and outlined the snowman's facial contours.

Yan Qingcheng's cold hands were no longer Bingliang at this moment, and the snow ball that was originally used to Bingye Qing in her hand was pulled into the quilt by Ye Qing, and the snow ball did not know where she went. It was not until she felt that the irregular hand had penetrated into her clothes and then stripped naked that she felt a coldness on her waist.

When Yan Qingcheng begged for mercy to Ye Qing who was pressing her under her body, she waited for a while, and then used her hands to find the cold snow ball, it had completely melted, and there was only a piece of wet left on her waist.

In the sky that was beyond the end, there were still a peaceful and slow snowflakes falling. The spring in the room was getting thicker and thicker, and the heart of Yan Qingcheng's body was twisting, making this snowy morning quite commemorative after a month.

When Mo Xiaobao came back from outside, snowflakes were already covered with snowflakes. He casually glanced at the two snowmen in the yard, and then ran to Ye Qing's study with Jinse nodding.

Ye Qing, holding the hot tea brewed by Honglou in her hand and still recalling the lustful things he had with Yan Da Jiao, looked at Mo Xiaobao, who was steaming on his head and knocked in and said, "What's going on a snowy day?"

After asking, Ye Qing felt a bad premonition in his heart. Could it be that something big happened in the court?

"No... the secret letter from Wu Zong in Jiankang." Mo Xiaobao quickly took out a secret letter from his arms and placed it in front of Ye Qing.

"When did you arrive in Jiankang? What does Jiangning Mansion have to do with Wang Deqian?" Ye Qing hurriedly put down the teacup, took out the letter and looked carefully.

Lin Guangchao, who went to the Shenjin Army, has now joined the Wu Jue in Jiankang. The letter only said that the court has been dissatisfied with Jiangning Mansion on Jiangnan East Road these days, and may have made any moves in recent days.

Ye Qing read the letter silently, then put down his doubts and said, "No, whether it is the emperor or the emperor of the court, if the court is dissatisfied with the officialdom of Jiangning Mansion, we should know the news first. Why did this turn upside down and become the Jiangning Mansion reporting the court's actions to us first?"

"Guan Li let me tell you that Jiankang can first understand the movements of the court, probably because of Wang Deqian. He said that although the emperor only mentioned it casually in front of the Supreme Emperor, Wang Deqian was obviously serious, perhaps for the sake of caution. Also, let you be prepared to be summoned to the palace at any time. Maybe the emperor or the Supreme Emperor will use the Imperial City Division. If it really moves, it is very likely that you will go to Jiankang in person." Mo Xiaobao, who ran back from Xuetian, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"Oh my God? Go to Jiankang with heavy snow? It's crazy. This is the court. By the way, why did Lao Liu and the others start? Didn't they set off?" Ye Qing glanced at the secret letter he threw on the table, picked up the teacup again, and said with ease as if he was not concerned about his own affairs.

"I'm leaving, I've set off." Mo Xiaobao said.

"Can the Martial Arts Prison secretly touched Wang Deqian and alarmed Wang Deqian?" Ye Qing's thoughts turned to the secret letter sent by Jiankang.

"I don't know." Mo Xiaobao said with a rattle.

"Jian...kang, maybe I'm really walking in the wind and snow." Ye Qing held the hot tea in his hand and couldn't help but remember that when he came over, he was in the pile of dead people who had just been defeated by the Divine King Army, and then dug out by Li Heng.

As Mo Xiaobao said, shortly after the two of them discussed in the study, the palace sent eunuchs to let Ye Qing enter the palace with him.

Princess Zhong Qing, who was saying goodbye to the Empress Dowager Wu and the Supreme Emperor Zhao Gou in Deshou Palace, looked a little tired. The dream that had been confused last night made her feel a little dazed today and she could not completely get out of that dream.

"Since that's the case, there is no need to send the guards of the Palace Front Office to follow you. The road after the snow is difficult to go. Jiankang had some minor disasters a few days ago. I am afraid that it is not very safe along the way. Just a few guards of the Palace Front Office may not be able to help along the way. So, I will let Ye Qing, the commander of the Imperial City Department, accompany you to Jiankang." Zhao Gou habitually patted his knees and said to Zhong Qing, who said to them.

Zhao Gou's words rang in Zhong Qing's ears like thunder, especially the seven words "Ye Qing, the commander of the Imperial City Commander, made Zhong Qingfang's heart tremble, and she was almost confused. She suddenly wondered if she was dreaming again, why did it sound so incredible, just like she had a night of dreams.

For a moment, my heart trembled, not knowing how to answer, not knowing whether to refuse or thank Zhong Qing, when she stood up and wanted to speak, she heard the Empress Dowager Wu next to her smile and said, "That relationship is the best. Ye Qing is a brave and resourceful general. With him and the Imperial City Office protecting you all the way to Jiankang, I feel relieved."

Zhong Qing, who stood up with conditioned reflex, listened to the Empress Dowager's words and could not hide the excitement in her tone. She took the opportunity to salute Zhao Gou and Wu and said, "I thank you for your father and mother's concern."

"Ye Qing is here later. I will explain some things to him, and then when will you set off? You will decide when to go. It seems that the snow will take a while." After saying that, Zhao Gou looked at Wang Lun bowing his head and walking in, then stood up and walked out.

Zhong Qing naturally didn't know what Zhao Gou had talked to Ye Qing, and even the entire palace, including Wang Lun, didn't know what Ye Qing was summoned into the palace by Zhao Gou, and what exactly was for.

Walking out from He Ning's door again, there was naturally a tail like Zhong Qing behind Ye Qing.

Just like every time the two met, the empty carriage carried her palace maids first towards Guanghua Gate, while Zhong Qing and Ye Qing walked forward slowly along the vermilion palace wall covered by snow, slashing white snow under their feet.

The two of them walked along the palace wall again. Unlike before, this time it was a daytime, and it was a snowy day with graceful snowflakes flying all over the sky.
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