A long journey in winter is a chore.

Qichi was sitting in the carriage, with the charcoal basin at his feet still fluttering red, but he couldn't feel any heat. The curtains on the car were tucked tightly, and cold wind always came in.

She held her hands together in her sleeves, and after she rubbed them carefully, she was willing to stretch out her two fingers, opened the curtain and looked out.

A heavy snow had just stopped yesterday, but the snow had not melted, and there was a vast white area everywhere.

The trees along the way are withered, the branches and leaves are withered, extending out, carrying a line of winding white. When the lines are shaken with the wind, the snow foam will fly down.

This is the land of the northern country, nowhere she has been to before. I remember she has never seen such thick snow.

The ones who pulled her cart were all tall horses introduced by the Western Regions, and they even went down to snow and buried half of their legs, making it extremely difficult to walk.

The thick curtain suddenly moved, and then a voice came in. Xinlu, the maid who had gone out to watch the road, whispered through the curtain: "Honor, have you woken up after a nap?"

Qichi looked outside the car and said, "I haven't slept, so I'll say it if I have something to do."

"It's the prince..." Xinlu paused for a moment before saying, "He had already asked me to pass on a message, saying that he wanted to have a car with you."

Qichi turned his head and looked at the carriage that was following behind, put down the curtain, and did not say anything.

In the carriage behind was her nephew, Prince Guang Li Yan.

Xinlu outside the car door held her ears up and she didn't get a reply after a while.

She is a close servant, knows the truth. The prince is still young and has no parents. She is raised by the head of the family alone.

In the past, the head of the family cared for him in everything, but he was very precious. This time, he was exhausted from a long distance and left him alone. I think it was because of something a while ago.

A while ago, the prince came back from the school and was injured. The whole mansion was alarmed. It is said that he had a quarrel with life.

After that, the head of the family suddenly ordered to move, and made a quick preparation, and came to this vast northern country from afar. I don’t know if I wanted to follow the example of Meng’s mother who moved three times...

As soon as he got to this point, he heard Qichi in the car speak again: "Don't he still have any injuries on his body? Tell him to stay well and stop tossing."

That's not allowed.

Xinlu sighed and said "yes", thinking about how to reply to the prince later. The child didn't know how much good things he said to her along the way. He finally found an opportunity to speak, but he couldn't do it.

After a while, Qichi asked, "How far is it?"

Xinlu replied: "It's less than ten miles away." She never said anything else.

There was nothing to say for a moment, only the sound of ruts running through the deep snow.

Qi Chi sat upright, but in fact he was also worried about his nephew.

That was a poor child, the only seed of her brother, King Guang.

When her sister-in-law Guang died of dysfunction when she gave birth to him, she didn't even have time to look at the child when she died.

Her brother rushed into the room, held the child in his arms, and bowed to the princess's body in tears, making a great vow that he would definitely raise their blood and blood well.

After that, he never married another wife for many years.

Until the last year, the father and son went to Princess Guang’s cemetery to pay homage. On the way back, they encountered a mountain torrent and no one was spared.

Her brother kept the child under her body and protected her son. When she was rescued, she was covered in mud and was already unconscious. She could not get out of bed after returning home.

Since her parents passed away, Qi Chi has grown up with her brother. Her brother has always spoiled her, and she is so free. Even if she goes out all year round, he never interferes with what she does outside.

I never expected that during the time she left, he would suffer such a disaster. When he hurried back, the pillars of the Guang Palace had fallen and his glory plummeted.

Medicine stones have no doctor, so they can only waste their lives.

In that last period, her brother only had two things to worry about: the marriage of his son and his sister.

That day, he solemnly told Qichi that he had already gone to the book and urged the people from the Heluo Hou Mansion to come.

Qichi has been engaged to the prince of the Heluo Hou Mansion in Luoyang for many years, and it was decided when her parents were both here.

It was said that one time He Luohou came to visit her, but when he saw her, he was shocked and immediately spoke up for his son.

Of course that was what He Luohou said. Qichi was still very young at that time and had no impression of it. I don’t know how he could praise her like that.

The letters from Prince Guang’s Mansion were sent, but no one came to settle the door for the Marquis Mansion.

After waiting for more than three months, someone finally came, but they came to break the engagement.

It is said that the prince of the Marquis's family fell in love with someone else, and the Marquis of Heluo had no choice.

The people from the Marquis' Mansion came over and claimed the crimes millions of times and compensated them for a lot of gifts, but they still made her brother so angry that he vomited.

He even forced himself to get out of bed, regardless of the dissuasion, and planned to submit a document to Jinsheng, asking for a marriage to his sister, and he wanted to let out a sigh of anger.

Perhaps the saint was kind and quickly chose the candidate, which was the guardian of Anbei, the great capital of Anbei.

The Anbei Protectorate Mansion holds a strong soldier, but Fu Ting is just a poor descendant. In terms of origin, he is not worthy of Qi Chi, who is from the royal family.

When she received the news, she realized that she did not bear the kindness, but became a bargaining chip for the Tian family to win over a warlord.

However, the will has been issued and we have to accept it.

Perhaps there are benefits, at least the archer did not interfere in the marriage, claiming to be busy with military affairs and neglecting the "legacy of the clan", and handed over everything to Prince Guang's mansion.

So the marriage was held in Gwangju, and the selected auspicious day was when King Guang's complexion improved, so that her brother could see with his own eyes and feel at ease.

Unfortunately, this marriage did not bring joy. On the night of the wedding, King Guang was at his dying moment. The so-called improvement in complexion was just a rebirth.

Qi Chi hurried out of the newly married Qinglu tent and rushed to his room. He was already lying on his back, his face as white as paper.

"Achi..." He groped and grabbed Qichi's hand: "I don't know if my arrangements like this... have harmed you..."

The young King of Light was never bent by fate, but at that time he was depressed.

"How could it be, I'm very satisfied with this marriage." She carefully covered her brother's cold hands and wanted to warm him up.

"From now on, Prince Guang's Mansion... depends on you."

"Brother I know, I know."

"A Yan..." He was speechless and was as angry as if he was wandering.

It was almost midnight that day, someone came to report, and the Protector received the military report and had already returned to the north overnight.

By dawn, Qichi took off his wedding dress, put on his hemp clothes, and began to support the entire Guangwang Mansion.

There was a loud bang, and suddenly, Qichi suddenly turned back to his senses from his memories.

"Criminal!" Xinlu's scream sounded outside the car.

The horse was neighing, and many people were shouting in a hurry.

Qichi raised the curtain with one hand and leaned out.

The coachman and Xinlu had already run towards the carriage behind.

The footprints in the snow were chaotic, and the cart pulled by the two horses was tilted into the snow, and two horses were digging the snow uneasyly, with a piece of thick branches pressing on the roof of the carriage.

A big tree next to the road fell to the roof of the car.

The wooden carriage was smashed, and while the prince's wet nurse, Madam Wang, who should have been sitting by the car door, covered her head with one hand and slapped her chest with a shocked and shouted "God".

Prince Guang is still in the car.

Everyone rushed over to rescue him in a hurry, but Qichi was stunned.

That night, my brother's dying face came to his mind again, and he finally thought about it: "A Yan..."

She held his hand tightly and took the sentence: "I will take good care of him, and I will take good care of him."

Hearing this promise, my brother closed his eyes.

But now, something happened under her nose.

She lifted the hem of her clothes in one hand, raised her foot and was about to get out of the car, but she saw a figure coming out of the carriage, and Madam Wang immediately rushed over: "Criminal! I'm scared!"

Li Yan covered his nose and coughed twice, patted the snow chips stained on his clothes, comforted her, turned to look at Qichi, and shouted, "Auntie, don't worry, I'm fine!"

Qichi stopped and got out of the car. After seeing him again and again, he let go of his heart, let go of his clothes, and slowly returned to the car.

As soon as I sat down, someone followed me in. Who wasn't Li Yan?

Although he was not old, he had already tied his hair and a golden crown, his body was covered with a thick cloak, his neck was shrunk, his nose was red, and there was a scabbed wound on his forehead. He sat down beside her, and rubbed his hands while looking at her: "Aunt..."

Qi Chi lowered his eyes and rubbed his fingers gently, but he was still relieved of his fear just now. He just pulled the hem of his clothes and pulled the ground too tightly.

Her eyes fell on the charcoal basin, and she swept the brocade mask boots on her nephew's feet. This was what she brought back to him when she was walking outside.

Li Yan asked: "Aunt, are you cold?"

After saying that, he continued: "I'm so cold."

Qichi didn't make any noise, but moved his foot and moved the charcoal basin to him for about an inch.

Li Yan knew that she felt sorry for her, so she became obedient when she took the opportunity: "Auntie, it's all my fault. You shouldn't have had trouble with life in school that day, so just pay attention to me."

Qi Chi leaned back and leaned back: "How can it be called "making trouble?"

"I'm back from injury, it's already a big deal." Li Yan said ashamed.

"You were beaten, how could you be considered a quarrel?" Qi Chi gave him face, afraid that the servants would hear it, and said softly: "You have seven classmates in the school in the Gwangju Governor's Mansion, and four of them dare to bully you. After being bullied for more than half a year, you didn't say a word. If they hadn't called you to be injured this time, I'd probably have to continue hiding it."

Li Yan lowered his head and stopped talking.
To be continued...