Lin Mo couldn't bear to see her leaving figure, so he turned around and left resolutely, taking heavy steps, and what remained in his breath was his backs that cherished each other.

Lin Xuan'er was in front of the carriage and felt heavy when he saw Cui'er coming. At this time, a palace servant came over and nodded and said, "Empress Xuan, you seem to have forgotten your sable wool coat."

Lin Xuan'er was shocked and then remembered that she had fallen on Song Jingran last night. If he woke up and found out, just as she didn't know how to answer, Xiaoying walked from the mansion, holding her white dress in her hand.

"Empress Xuan, your cloak has fallen." Xiaoying smiled and handed over the cloak.

Lin Xuan'er smiled. It should be that Lin Mo discovered her robe. The palace servants next to him took the robe and put it on her. There seemed to be Song Jingran's familiar smell remaining on the robe. She took a deep breath inadvertently.

Because he was worried about the palace servant beside him, Lin Xuaner approached Xiaoying's ear and whispered, "Take good care of him, he deserves your entrust."

Even if it was her selfishness, Cui'er and Lin Mo had missed it now. Xiaoying had lost her fate after the secret guards. Lin Mo was carrying the mission of the secret guards. He promised him to take care of Xiaoying. Perhaps not every relationship will have a result, and not every result will have a beginning.

"I will, because he is my life." Xiaoying's sweet smile was not impurities at all. Only Lin Xuaner could understand the sadness in her eyes, but everything was like smoke. She believed that they would comfort each other, and over time, they might have a peaceful life.

Lin Xuan'er looked up at the huge Lin Mansion. She knew that Lin Mo could not come out to see her off, but he would definitely look at him in a certain corner;

The horse's neigh seemed to urge her to leave, and also seemed to urge the sleeping people to wake up. Lin Xuan'er then got on the carriage. With the sound of horse's ticking horse hooves, the carriage slowly drove on the empty street.

Xiaoying watched Lin Xuan'er's leaving carriage. When she turned around and entered the mansion, she met Song Jingran, who came out half-dream and half-awake, nodded and signaled, and left each one.

Song Jingran shook his dizzy mind, and his consciousness seemed to wake up a little. The early morning breath was a little cool, but it was also very refreshing. Maybe it was attracted by the faint sound of horse hooves, or maybe it was curiosity, how could a carriage appear in the early morning of winter?

He looked at the sound of horse hooves, and the carriage on the street came into view. Because of the exquisiteness and luxury of the carriage, his eyes were involuntarily stayed for a while. As the carriage went away, he withdrew his expression and headed in the opposite direction.

Lin Xuan'er was nostalgic for home. She thought countless times that she used to be so familiar with this road, but now she is so strange;

She unveiled the curtain of the car and wanted to try to get familiar with the road. What caught her eye was a familiar and lonely back. Although it was far apart, it did not affect her face in her heart. She stared blankly, whether it was tears blurring her eyes or the carriage gradually drifting away, the figure gradually blurred in her sight and was deeply engraved in her heart.

As the New Year approaches, people are summarizing the past year;

Song Jingran collapses in businesses everywhere every day, which can enrich time and closes off unnecessary thinking. Occasionally, he will be immersed in the pain of love, but he will always be depressed in the mistress of mist and rain.

Every day, Lin Xuan'er is not only with her children, but also stays in her palace and occasionally pays homage to Miaoji, but she is just perfunctory. Since Dark Soul has to take care of her children, she has very little time to accompany her;

However, she was quiet, and Gao Jin had come and went twice, and every time he came and went in a hurry. He even looked at her and found various reasons to leave. She knew that he had not yet prepared to treat her emotions, just as she was not ready to accept him.

Compared to Lin Xuan'er, Dark Soul had several times more contact with Miao Ji, because Gao Jin could allow Lin Xuan'er to do whatever he wanted, but she couldn't. She not only had to help Gao Jin clean up the gravel, but also had to deal with Miao Ji's various temptations and their own secret battles in their hearts.

On the New Year's Eve of the first year of Gao Jin's ascension, he issued an order to invite all the ministers and their families to the palace to stay up to the New Year, naturally including Song Jingran and Yan Yongan;

Gao Jin also issued an order to open the granary to provide generous compensation to the people who suffered in the war. Most court officials submitted a statement to oppose the act of releasing food, because the war was about to quell it, and food and grass were already in short supply. If grain was released again, the food and grass in the treasury would be empty;

Gao Jin knew that this was an unknown act, but he also knew that he could not bear to let his children go to trap the wolf. He decided to secretly recruit soldiers after the New Year. If the people's hearts were included in the bag first, it would be beneficial to recruit soldiers. Xia Fengguo would also relax his vigilance against his apparent unknown act. As long as he had time to breathe, he would sooner or later get rid of the fact that Xia Fengguo's puppets.

On this day, Gao Jin finished his government affairs and came to Lin Xuan'er's "Xuan Fei Hall" with joy. He believed that with Lin Xuan'er's kind nature, he would be happy for his actions when he learned that he distributed food and grass to the people.

Lin Xuan'er leaned against the soft couch in the hall, as if she was sleeping and waking up. When she heard the sound of the palace servants outside worshiping, she also stood up. Gao Jin walked over with his hands behind his back, his steps were a little rapid. Looking at his face, he seemed to be in a good mood. After observing his actions, he also walked into the hall.

Lin Xuan'er owed her body, and her gentle voice said, "See King Liang." In front of him, she had never had the honorary title of "concubine".

Gao Jin stepped forward, held her body, and said, "I didn't tell you, you don't have to salute you in front of me."

Although he always said that he would waive her etiquette and she would agree every time, he would still salute him every time, and only in front of her did he not bring the honorific title above ten thousand people.

Lin Xuan'er smiled and nodded, pulled Gao Jin to sit down;

Regarding her bright and impurities-free smile, Gao Jin always felt that there was a strange look that was indescribable. It would be a bit dazzling when you look with your eyes, but you could not see clearly.

Most of the time, he dared not face such a person. Even if she had resentment or hatred towards him, he could accept it because that was a normal manifestation. Now her every frown and smile was a kind of irony to him, an invisible sharp thorn, deeply piercing him.

Lin Xuan'er didn't care at all. He looked thoughtful, but he was fiddling with the tea cups in his hand as if nothing had happened. She didn't like the palace people to serve them one by one, so she would make some tea cups by herself every time.

A light fragrance of rich fragrance wafted out, and Lin Xuan'er handed a cup of tea to Gao Jin, smiling as usual, saying, "It's refreshing to taste."

Gao Jin curled the corner of his mouth, avoided the smile on her face, took the tea cup and took a sip to his mouth, and could not feel the smell of tea at all. A fragrance drifted into his sense of smell, and it looked like a poison, and his eyebrows frowned inadvertently.

Lin Xuan'er sat aside, looking meaningless. Seeing him frowning, she asked again, "What's wrong, but it doesn't suit her taste?"

Gao Jin shook his head with a smile, "Xuan'er's tea art is getting better and better."

He said that, taking another big sip. Lin Xuan'er lowered his eyes and smiled. Gao Jin glanced at her from the bottom of his eyes, put down the teacup, suddenly remembered his purpose, and said, "By the way, Xuan'er, I decided to open the warehouse and release grain. I hope that the people can spend a good year in peace after the war."

"Really." Lin Xuan'er said in surprise, "King Liang is concerned about the people everywhere, which is the blessing of the people in Northern Liang." Her joy this time was entirely from the heart, but only for the people.

When Gao Jin saw her happy, he also followed her happy and held her hand. He didn't know whether he had forgotten her dazzling smile or whether he knew that she had Li Shi in her smile, he was still willing to go and see it.

Lin Xuan'er watched his big hands wrapping her hands tightly, comparable to the temperature of a stove, but it never warmed her heart.

"The year is approaching, and I decided to invite the court officials to the palace. This is the first year to stay up for everyone, and it is also a comforting heart." Gao Jin looked at her, and the smile on his face faded a little, just because of the New Year's Eve banquet and Song Jingran's figure.

"Just let King Liang take charge of this big thing." Lin Xuan'er smiled and looked at him, then lowered his head to fiddle with the ring on his hand, curious like a child, and with a melancholy meaninglessness.

Gao Jin looked at her, like a rose blooming in front of him, as if it was within reach, but he did not dare to touch it. Not only was he afraid of pain, but he was also afraid of touching her tough surface, which involved her hiding under the thrust. It was the wound he created, and the wound was wrapped in the pain given by Song Jingran.

"Xuan'er..." Seeing her a little obsessed, he didn't know what to say to her.

Lin Xuan'er was still playing with the ring in her hand, and said "hmm" casually, without looking up, nor did she show whether it was curious or meaningless.

"I still have something to do, I can't accompany you." Gao Jin raised his hand and brushed her hair. There were too many sensitive topics that he couldn't bear and had no courage to mention to her, so he chose to escape again.

"Don't you come here at night?" Lin Xuan'er looked at him with a smile of expectation on her face.

Gao Jin hesitated for a moment. Although he had only visited her three times, she would ask this question every time he left. Sometimes, he really wanted to resist the impetuousness in his heart and stay with her all the time, but every time he was shocked by her indifferent and complicated expressions.

"Ask the ministers to talk to each other in the evening." Gao Jin stood up and covered the pause. Perhaps her intention was to test him, which was the greatest comfort to his body and mind.

Lin Xuan'er also got up, smiled and fell her eyes on his clothes. She walked forward naturally. Gao Jin leaned back obviously, but she didn't care at all. She reached out to help him clean the buttons on the clothes, took two steps back, and said with a smile: "Be careful of your health."

Gao Jin unnaturally pulled the corner of his mouth, "So too."

He thought he wanted to be close to her, but after the scene just now, he was afraid of such intimacy. The more she showed nothing, the more he wanted to escape from her. Perhaps it was the guilt in his heart, which was too strong. While she needed time to adapt, he also needed time to brew his own mood.

Lin Xuan'er nodded, nodded and said, "Greatly send you off to King Liang."

Gao Jin pursed his lips and turned around and left; when Lin Xuan'er looked up again, a smile faded from her face. Looking at the leaving figure, there was a hint of coldness in her eyes;
Chapter completed!