In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there was heavy snowfall, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky fell, turning the entire Beichen Kingdom into a world covered in snow.

The cold wind was biting, and the streets of the entire imperial capital were extremely deserted. Only the vendors on the roadside had to come out to set up stalls to make a living.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure came into view. Looking at the young woman from a distance, she was about 28 years old. She was wearing a beautifully crafted Xiapei and a phoenix crown on her head. She was running barefoot on the snow, unaware that her feet were frozen.

Zi Jiao was panting, with a happy giggle on her face.

Vendor A: "Look, isn't this the silly third lady from the General's Mansion? She's wearing a phoenix crown and a halo and she's not afraid of freezing in the cold weather."

Vendor B hid his hands in his sleeves, "You don't know that this silly third lady will be married into Prince Bai's Mansion in three days."

Vendor C shook his head and said regretfully: "It's a pity that she is a fool with such an appearance. How can she be worthy of King Bai? I think she can barely be my concubine."

Vendor A looked at the silly girl followed closely by a finely carved sedan chair and winked at the two people next to her, "Stop talking, or you may get into trouble."

While they were talking, the group of people had already hurried past them, and soon arrived at Prince Bai's Mansion.

Gu Qingyun giggled and was about to run in, but was stopped by two guards in front of the door. She pulled out the saber in her hand and said coldly: "How can I allow you to trespass in the important place of the palace? Why don't you retreat quickly?"

The guards were so fierce that Gu Qingyun slipped and fell to the ground, trembling: "I just want to see Brother Bai, you are so fierce, and Yun'er is so scared."

The guard laughed loudly, "How dare you, a fool, call us the princess of Prince Bai's Palace? Get out of here. Prince Bai's Palace is not the place for a fool like you." As he spoke, he kicked Gu Qingyun a few times.

In pain, Gu Qingyun rolled on the spot and kept shouting, "It hurts, it hurts, don't kick me."

At this time, suddenly a sedan slowly stopped in front of Gu Qingyun, and a woman who was no less beautiful than Gu Qingyun walked out of the sedan. She was wearing a snow-white printed brocade cheongsam, a red fox scarf, and

Wearing leather boots of the same color, a silver-white mink fur windbreaker, and an exquisite fairy bun on her head, with a seven-treasure hairpin, she looked like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world. The two guards were drooling at the sight.

An imperceptible sneer flashed across Gu Qingzhi's eyes, and she stretched out her tender jade-like hand to lightly touch her seductive thin lips, and said with pity on her face: "Third sister, why are you so careless?

I fell to the ground and got covered in snow. It's nothing like a human being. If I broke this phoenix crown and harem, how could you get married?"

Gu Qingyun sat up and cried, pointing at the two guards, "Sister, it's them..."

How could Gu Qingzhi know that Bingxue is so smart? She just wants to see Gu Qingyun make a fool of herself in every situation to make her happy. But before Gu Qingyun could finish speaking, Gu Qingzhi interrupted her words, stretched out her hand and said softly, "

I feel so sorry for you, sister, come and help you up."

Gu Qingyun nodded stupidly, "Oh, elder sister is the best to Yun'er."

Hearing only two sounds of "hiss" and "bang", Gu Qingyun's sleeves were suddenly torn. Before she could get up, she fell to the ground again. Her head was smashed to the ground, and bright red blood dripped on the snow.

A blooming blood flower is particularly dazzling.

Gu Qingzhi sneered from the bottom of her heart, with a look of regret on her face, "It's all my fault, eldest sister. If my hands weren't slippery in winter, I wouldn't have..."

Gu Qingzhi took out a silk handkerchief and wiped her hands and said lightly to the maid Xiang Ling who was following her: "Xiang Ling, why don't you help the third lady up quickly?"

Xiangling nodded knowingly, "It's Miss."

He stepped forward quickly without caring that the other party was the third lady. He stepped on Gu Qingyun's skirt without leaving a trace, with a strange smile on his face, "Miss Xiangling is here to help you." He pushed hard and "hissed" again.

There was a sound.

Gu Qingyun uttered an ouch. Regardless of the blood on her head, she lowered her body and picked up the broken hem of her skirt, holding it in her hands. She cried and said, "My skirt..."
Chapter completed!