The hot and uneasy midsummer suddenly blew the north wind. Shen Yixiang thought it was the willows that floated again in spring. He reached out to take it but he turned into drops of water. It turned out that he had passed the autumn and reached the cold winter. The vibrant beauty around him was suddenly covered with heavy snow, and it was white and straight to the sky.

Shen Yixiang's clothes were still thin, but he could not feel the chill at all. He was still stuffy and irritable. Just as he was thinking about where to go to keep the cold, a rustling sound came from afar. A vine went around from far to near to his feet, climbed up the corner of his clothes, wrapped around his waist, and suddenly stopped and continued to extend.

Just a mere vines, Shen Yixiang was extremely calm in his heart. He touched his sleeves. His dagger was still there. At worst, he could pull it out and cut off the vines, or break it with bare hands.

He tried hard to hold the branches and pull them hard, and blood-colored liquid flowed out from the broken vines, drops of red fell on the snow, and jade tea bloomed in an instant.

Shen Yixiang's hands also bloomed with bright flowers because of the blood of the vine. He put them under his nose and sniffed them carefully. It was a fragrance that he hadn't smelled for a long time.

"Ling'er, have you come back to see me?" Shen Yixiang murmured at the flowers in his palm. Unexpectedly, all the petals that bloomed were curled up into buds, as if they were shy because of his call.

"Ling'er, my Ling'er, finally waited for your response. You don't know how I survived these years..." Shen Yixiang sat down cross-legged and said a lot of thought to the jade tea flowers all over the ground.

It was not until he talked about his regret that the jade tea buds bloomed again, as if they understood his repentance.

Looking at the flowers blooming all over the ground, Shen Yixiang was sour and sour, beautiful women were hard to return, and soulmates were hard to find. No one knew about the loneliness of many years, but the ruthless red flowers were the top year after year.

Does anyone still remember the smile flying and rotating under the jade tea tree, and they wanted to pour their lifelong admiration at just one glance.

When the dream comes true, I only end up with the tragic loss of beauty and the pain of longing for life. No matter how luxuriant the emperor's love is, it is difficult to bear fruit.

Shen Yixiang finally couldn't help but shed a tear, but was wiped dry by the child who suddenly appeared.

"Who are you?" Shen Yixiang was frightened by the little girl in front of him, wearing mourning clothes.

No matter what Shen Yixiang said? What did he ask? The little girl didn't say anything, she just sucked her fingers and grinned and silly. She saw him so frightened, but she couldn't escape.

Shen Yixiang pulled out his dagger and gestured at the little girl. His white filial piety clothes were cut with blood marks, and jade tea flowers bloomed along the place where the blood was flowing.

Shen Yixiang looked closely and saw that the eyes of the person in front of him looked like Concubine Yi's unmarried appearance. His eyes were innocent and charming. He hugged the little girl in his arms.

Unexpectedly, the little girl seemed to be hiding with him, and then appeared and disappeared without a trace.

Shen Yixiang became more and more confused. He didn't understand what the little girl had to do with her vines. Could it be that the same flowers bloomed because of the same bloodline?

Just as the little girl was crying loudly with her back to Shen Yixiang, he took advantage of her unpreparedness to imprison her from behind, and was able to hold her in her arms and hug her for a moment.

The familiar smell was very similar to the unique fragrance of his Ling'er. Shen Yixiang couldn't wait to turn the little girl around, thinking that he could see Concubine Yi's face, but what he thought was Concubine Jing's smile.

"Your Majesty, you finally recognize me!" The little girl couldn't hide her naughty words.

"Love?" Shen Yixiang was so shocked that he was sweating in a cold sweat, and woke up directly. It turned out that it was just a dream.

Gu "Your Majesty, you are dreaming again... nightmare?" Eunuch Su was very concerned. He knew that the emperor had a nightmare, but he did not dare to wake him up.

"Well, it's okay, I just dreamed of ene." Shen Yixiang made an excuse casually.

"Don't worry, the fourth prince's lucky star shines brightly, and the princess is a perfect match. Everything will go well with the princess." Eunuch Su comforted him, knowing that the emperor was reluctant to leave the fourth prince to send Jinge.

"Su Rui, what time is the first time?" Shen Yixiang dreamed that Shen Yien was riding a tall horse in red outfit, strolling on the grassland with his head held high and chest raised, following the black cavalry formation behind him. The scene of getting married was comparable to a warrior going to war.

"Reply to the emperor, today is the day of the fourth prince's great joy. On the eighth day of the eighth month, I guess the courtesy should be done now!" Eunuch Su inferred according to the wedding customs and etiquette system of the Great Zhou Dynasty that the groom should have married the bride back at this moment.

But for the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was married to Jin Ge, it was like a prince marrying into a marriage. Thinking of this, Shen Yixiang couldn't help but cough in a sad way, "Cough cough~ Cough cough~"

"Your Majesty, are you thirsty?" Eunuch Su patted the emperor on the back with one hand and handed the teacup with the other. Unexpectedly, the emperor coughed up blood.

Eunuch Su was so scared that he accidentally fell directly onto the bed. The tea soaked the bedding. Although Shen Yixiang was angry, he said with no strength: "I'm clumsy and confused?"

"I deserve to die. I hope the emperor forgives my crime." Eunuch Su immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to apologize.

"Hurry, take these away~ I'm noticing~" Shen Yixiang looked at the drop of red in the tea lid, and suddenly remembered the red flowers blooming on the snow in his dream, and felt sad.

"Oh~" Eunuch Su carefully cleaned the teacup, "Your Majesty, can you change your bedding and bedding now?"

"No need, I'm sleepy." Shen Yixiang lay down and looked straight at the bed frame, unwilling to speak again.

"Your Majesty, I'll make some red ginseng soup for you to replenish your qi and blood!" Eunuch Su felt very distressed when he looked at the emperor's pale face.

"What's the effect of drinking it makes me feel nauseous?" Shen Yixiang waved his hand.

"Emperor, that slave..." When he was sick, Eunuch Su became increasingly worried about the Emperor's health.

"Are you annoying? Can you let me be quiet for a while?" Shen Yixiang closed his eyes and pondered. He felt very tired, but he couldn't fall asleep. Once he closed his eyes, there was a bright red picture. It was either Shen Yien got married in a wedding dress or a beautiful jade tea flower.

Shen Yixiang could only open his eyes, but unexpectedly, Eunuch Su was still kneeling on the ground, "What? Why don't you leave?"

"Your Majesty, I just want to guard you. If you are tired, take a nap. I am always there." Eunuch Su's piety is like a monk who meditates and recites scriptures and has a sincere face.

"During old age, you are just such a fool, and you are willing to accompany me, alright..." Shen Yixiang sighed. Although the emperor has endless wealth and honor, he also has loneliness that can never be dispelled. So what if thousands of people admire him? He can't escape the loneliness that no one knows about.
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