At first he didn't understand, and everyone in the Jinfu rejected him. No one would remember him at that time, as if Jin Yao was born to exist.

Later he understood.

But I have never been happy with this kind of festival that symbolizes reunion, happiness and bustle, and I have never cared about it.

He never thought about it.

One day, a person like myself who falls into the darkness and has weak emotions in the abyss will want to climb out of the abyss, approach the light, and carefully disguise himself as a clean appearance, stay up to date with her and celebrate the New Year together.

New Year's Eve.

The last day of the year.

Jinyao cooked dumplings for the princess with his own hands and stayed with the princess to stay up to the New Year.

Just after midnight, it is the New Year.

"Your Highness." Jin Yao leaned into the princess's ear and whispered: "Happy New Year."

On the wall that day,

He promised the princess.

He will stand in front of her and congratulate her in person.

Promise her,

Regardless of life and death, he will never break his promise.

"Happy New Year." Ranbai smiled: "Young Master."

She lazily supported her forehead and looked at Jinyao: "In the new year, do you have any wishes?"

"Yes." The boy nodded without hesitation, but never said much.

Ranbai never asked again.

Jinyao used to have no desires or demands, and thought that this world was just like this, desolate and silent, and no grass grew.

Until the princess appears.

Just a glance at the terrifying horizon.

Falling in love only one side.

The cold winter melts, and the dead trees come to spring.

His original New Year's wish is that His Highness will always belong to him.

forever.

But he has a more important wish.

You can't be too greedy, it will be ineffective.

So he only allowed one.

The night is dark and the cold stars are cold.

When the cold wind whistled, the snow flew in the courtyard, covering every red tiles. Snowflakes piled on the branches of the pear tree, shaking.

The young man looked at the princess, his breath swept through her ears, and the fragrance of pear blossoms lingered, and murmured as the wind and snow fell: "Whenever, please believe it. I will always be Jinyao, whose nobleman is alone."

…

The festive New Year is a collision with the victory and return. Most of the banquets in the palace are to celebrate the New Year and the other is to celebrate the merits.

That day,

The heavy snow has just stopped, and the whole world celebrates together.

In the palace,

The white snow still couldn't cover the bright yellow glazed tiles, as if it could never cover up all the dark and muddy in the palace.

In the main hall,

The sound of silk and bamboo is endless, and the singing and dancing are magnificent.

The young general was wearing a snow-covered shirt, loneliness and indifferent, and felt it was inaccessible.

The emperor rewarded merits and practices, and looked at the slender young man at the bottom left a few more times.

This time, the main hero of Guzheng Kingdom's great victory was the main hero.

only……

This Jin Yao seemed to have some relationship with Ning Bai before.

Thinking of this,

The emperor subconsciously frowned, coughed several times, his throat was a little hoarse, and his eyes were so dark that it was so thick that it was impossible to ignore.

Jin Yao didn't care about other things, but his eyes fell on the princess opposite without blinking, and a lightly curled up the corner of his lips.

Jin Zhong never thought of it anyway.

The concubine's son whom he looked down upon the most and even expelled from the family on weekdays will be able to do such a thing one day!

He finally looked down and had no joy at all. He was thinking in his heart how to maximize his interests at this moment.

Palace banquet.

It's nothing more than rewards and compliments.

Jin Yao was not interested in these things. After the reward of merit and practice, the young man stood up from his seat and walked out of the hall.

Jin Zhong pondered for a while and walked out later.

The boy had just left the hall, and the coldness of the night came with the sound of the wind. He lowered his eyebrows and his slender fingers patted the snow-white sleeves indifferently.

I only heard someone shouting Jinyao behind me.

Who is it?

He knows very well.

The boy stood in front of Jin Zhong, tall and straight, with a delicate and cold face. The dark night disappeared from his side face. Half of his thin lips seemed to be curled up in a strange arc, which was creepy for no reason.

Jin Zhong stepped forward a few steps and stopped in front of Jin Yao. His eyes were a little indescribable, and finally he sighed deeply.

"When I see you, I don't say hello."

The attitude has obviously softened and regressed.

The young general looked calm and cold, and his tone was three points colder than this winter night: "What's wrong with the Prime Minister?"

Jin Zhong was a little surprised after a while.

He had already given Jin Yao a face. It would be fine if Jin Yao didn't go down the steps, but he dared to shy his face.

I really think who I am.

Without the support behind the family, Jin Yao thought he could go for how long!

But now that Jin Yao became famous in the battle, he was in full swing. Jin Zhong was not so stupid to argue with Jin Yao at this time, but just calmed down and said, "When did you learn military tactics? Why don't I know?"

"The matter of Jinyao is not to be cared about." The young man pushed him back coldly.

Jin Zhong frowned slightly, "No matter what, you are also my Jin family's child, so..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

"Prime Minister." The young man Feng Qingyun interrupted. His dark eyes were not absorbed by a half-light source, and he seemed even deeper. "Jin Yao gave a big gift to the Prime Minister."

Jin Zhong was stunned for a moment, a little incredible.

Can Jinyao give him gifts? What can he give?

"Happy Prime Minister's New Year, all the best." Jin Yao stood in the wind and snow, lonely and indifferent, bowed to Jin Zhong. His words were indeed a blessing, but they did not contain any emotion: "The Prime Minister can accept this great gift."

Jin Zhong didn't have time to react and asked nothing.

The boy nodded slightly and turned around and left.

Jin Zhong stood there, for some reason, and had a bad premonition in his heart, which lingered in his heart and lasted for a long time.

Hua Qi walked over from behind, looked at Jin Yao's back, stood beside the Prime Minister, and said in a cold tone: "Jin Yao is not an easy person to control, Prime Minister should not put his mind on him."

After almost being killed by Jin Yao that time, Hua Qi decided to change the strategy method.

Only by making yourself stronger can you rob oneself.

So he chose to help the prince ascend the throne

Once the princess loses, there is no choice.

His strategy will be much easier at that time.

…

Not long after Jinyao walked out, he noticed another person following him.

The boy stopped.
To be continued...