This year's snow is particularly heavy and a lot. It has been snowing for several days, and the snow has been covered with no feet.

Mo Xi couldn't sleep at night. Every night, he looked at the man sleeping beside him. He still had a starry eyebrow and extraordinary look. The dagger hidden in Mo Xi's sleeve would be taken out every late night and almost pierced into his heart countless times.

No, she didn't want him to die so happily. She wanted to see what he cherished most and turned into ashes. She wanted him to lose the most precious thing. She wanted him to live a life worse than death! Mo Xi exposed her hideous hatred at the endless darkness at night, and smiled in the daytime with all kinds of clever smiles to please.

The painful struggle and the long and tormented night made her thinner and almost unable to see her human form. Baili Muyun felt distressed when she looked at her, and she couldn't eat anything. The chef in the imperial kitchen moved one after another. The palace said that this concubine was really rare to serve, and her mouth was tightly held. It also extended her favor and said that she was arrogant and extravagant.

"Empress, eat something." Er Yu was so worried that he was about to lose his hair. The master had only drank rice soup for more than ten days in a row, and even his body was so strong that he couldn't bear it.

Mo Xi only looked at herself in the mirror. She vaguely remembered her nickname: Her mother's gentle voice said: Our little crescent, her eyes are curled like a crescent moon when she smiles.

She smiled hard, and her eyes were curved, with shiny tears shining inside, wetting her long eyelashes and forming a piece, like her own indelible fate.

Eryu covered her face and wiped her tears. Mo Xi was so pitiful that she couldn't help but call out: "Empress."

"I'm fine, Er Yu, I will live well." Mo Xi's voice was hoarse, with deep fatigue.

With such a body, Mo Xi finally waited for New Year's Eve.

The palace that day was filled with joy everywhere, with red plum blossoms blooming so much that the garden was filled with fragrance of flowers, and red lanterns hung high in every place, cleaned clean and brand new in the palace, and the word "Fu" was pasted on the window, and laughter was everywhere.

Mo Xi made new clothes, with bright red colors, with blue bird patterns on it. That day, she asked Eryu to help her sweep her eyebrows and illuminate her lips, tie her gorgeous bun, and insert her delicate stroll.

"Mo Xi, you are so beautiful today." Baili Muyun couldn't move her eyes and looked straight at Mo Xi. Although she had lost weight again and her face was a little pale, for some reason, she had a more delicate beauty in her arms, which made people unable to help but hide her carefully to avoid disturbing her.

The queen was almost a crazy woman and was locked in Yongshou Palace for almost two months and was not allowed to leave the palace gate. Mo Xi worked with Baili Muyun to host the family banquet as the concubine.

Mo Xi will always remember that day, and even clearly remember that what was placed in front of her was a plate of steamed bear's paw, the wine cups on both ears carved with dragons, and the amber wine that had been hidden for ten years in the kiln, swaying in the cup made of white jade with golden wine, as if a hidden conspiracy was swinging back and forth.

Below is a happy "family". The empress dowager said she didn't like to rest in Changle Palace. Of course, Mo Xi knew why she had to hide in Changle Palace and not come out. She knew more than anyone else what kind of swords and swords hidden behind this prosperous and beautiful scenery. So she put the fake of Er Yu today and asked her to stay in Jingren Palace. No matter how unhappy she was, at least she could protect her life.

Mo Xi hid her thoughts carefully, and kept them tightly in the deepest heart, not revealing any flaws, hold a solemn and elegant smile on her face, do not have any wrinkles on the corners of her clothes, remember not to lose makeup at all times, and even eyelashes should not tremble.

She wants to use the most beautiful appearance to send Baili Muyun a funeral!

But why, the cold sweat in the palm of your palms is filled with trembling fingertips, and the heart that is often beat violently and is about to jump out, which is filled with fear and tension?

"Are you cold?" Baili Muyun touched her hand, cold and warm, and her knuckles were a little stiff.

"It's okay." Mo Xi tried her best to speak in a normal voice, not wanting to make a slight tremolo.

Baili Muyun took off his black cloak, shook it open and draped it on her body, and it also carried his body temperature and smell, warm. He tied Mo Xi carefully, pulled the collar again, and blamed him: "In such a cold weather, your health is not good. Why didn't Aunt Wan add a piece of clothes to you when she came out?"

Mo Xi didn't dare to look at him again. Her chest hit the hatred back and forth, constantly tearing her heart, which was not strong. She could only lower her head and hold on to the wine glass, and was about to drink.

The bright red blood fell pretty like a dancing elf into the amber wine, sank into the bottom of the cup, and then slowly soaked in strands of threads, like red lines of fate that cannot be clarified, and finally finally entangled with each other, hurt each other, and rely on each other.

The wine in the wine glass held was rippling in circles. Mo Xi did not look up. She could hear the screams and howls below, the sound of blood splashing on the ground, and the smell of fishy blood. The weapons were connected and made a harsh sound, Mo Xi did not look up. She even wondered whether the empress dowager would sit quietly in Yongle Palace like her, watching the baptism of another world in a cold manner.

A powerful hand pulled her up and ran wildly. When the wine glass fell, the wine in the glass threw a graceful curve in the air, with a graceful curve. The snow in winter had been cleaned before the New Year, and the road was not difficult to walk. When Mo Xi ran with Baili Muyun, she felt that the wind in winter was really cold. Mo Xi's raised black hair was behind her, and her face felt cold, and what was going on?

They passed by Qingyin Pavilion, where they made a first agreement; they passed by Zhongcui Palace, where he delivered his sincerity; they passed by Chuxiu Palace, where he maintained everything.

Finally, they arrived at the Qianqing Palace, where they wrote the Hehuan Geng Tie to make up the love between Qin and Jin!

Mo Xi, don't be afraid. Baili Muyun kept saying this, even though he was hit by two arrows behind him and was bleeding. But that was not fatal, Mo Xi knew.

When he entered the secret passage, his secret men had been waiting for a long time.

"The situation has changed. Chang Hai ordered you to lead people to encircle and suppress the enemy from Shenwu Gate, Wang Bohan will respond from Taihe Gate, and you will block Donghua Gate, so don't let them retreat. Small chaos, protect the Eleventh Princess, Feng Can, I want you to get the prime minister's head! Presbyterian, command the overall situation! I want to be the benefit of a fisherman!" Baili Muyun seemed to feel the pain in his back, and gave orders calmly and decisively. He was truly domineering.

"But, your injury..." Wang Bohan was a little worried. The emperor just took out the two arrows behind him simply and roughly. The sharp arrows with inverted hooks, including the leather and flesh, had two blood holes behind him.

"I am fine. Time is not long. You can go quickly and I will come later!"

Mo Xi had already understood that Baili Muyun was afraid that he had already been wary of the prime minister. He intended to attend today just to use his own life as bait to lure the prime minister and the others to take action.

The prime minister thought Baili Muyun was incompetent, so he took it lightly. However, there were two groups of people entering the palace today. Mo Xi could see clearly that those with black clothes and cloaks and masks were just the shadows!

Shadow is the secret son of the Northern Qing Dynasty, so they naturally do not want Xuangan to change an emperor. A "incompetent and weak" king like Baili Muyun is hard to be one of them in a lifetime. If the prime minister is allowed to take office and the prime minister's greedy personality is a must, they will be afraid of exploiting the Northern Qing Dynasty and harsh taxes will continue! Therefore, they chose to help Baili Muyun fight back.

Baili Muyun probably didn't expect their appearance, but in such a short time, he could come up with a wise plan to find a way to get both sides and lose money.
Chapter completed!