The frost of the twelfth month quickly climbed up the branches of plum blossoms, and the buds of plum blossoms condensed into crystal clear frost, raising their proud crystal bones toward the sky. Whenever the sun shone, the branches of plum blossoms would reflect dazzling light and shadows, and shining silver lights. Their traces fell bit by bit on the stone road in front of Tsinghua Palace, reflecting on the "scenery" on the steps...

On this day when she was hugged by the frost, the beautiful woman was still wearing a thin white dress. She sat on the penultimate step with her eyes closed and leaned her head slightly on the stone wall in front of the palace gate. She didn't know how long she had sat there, but she had already covered the cold stone wall with warmth.

"Why did she sit there?" the passing maid quietly discussed.

Someone replied, "I have been sitting there for a long time, but I can't listen to it when I go to persuade him. Look, I've been sitting there for nearly half an hour without saying a word. We don't dare to offend this Lord... Hurry up, let's just pretend that I didn't think about it!"

The people below lowered their heads and walked with small steps. Even if they saw them, they would only dare to look at her with squint eyes. It was not because they disrespected her but because the Lord advised him not to listen. The servants were worried that they would be punished by His Majesty and had to pretend not to be awake and leave quickly.

Since Shen Muchen took Li Wanli back to Tsinghua Palace for a few days, he immediately announced Li Wanli's identity. Everyone was shocked by the princess from outside the domain and turned their attitude towards this noble person who was not a guest, but he was indeed a guest.

This news still came to Shen Muchen's ears. When he was in Zichen Hall, in order not to disturb the rest of the night, he naturally moved all the business there. When he heard this, a group of old guys were around him listening to the advice and criticizing memorials. But when someone reported Li Wanyue's affairs, the young king threw down the pen without hesitation, hung up his cloak and went straight out of the house, leaving only a few old guys in the house looking at each other.

Shen Muchen beat the person, and he didn't chase him. I knew that Wan Li didn't like Zhaoyao, so he walked alone.

It snowed a little that day, and the snowflakes were thick but not covered their eyes. Shen Muchen still remembered the situation when he saw Li Wanmei that day----a thin and boneless girl-like woman fell asleep in the snow. It was not difficult to see the faint breathing sound of her chest, her wrists, her shoulders, her face, her neck were exposed. Under the cold wind and frost, the white and tender white skin was frozen red, the warm and moist red dispersed, beautiful and frozen, which was a kind of beauty that was abused to the extreme.

He took off the cloak on his shoulder and gently put it on her. Seeing that she opened her eyes, he slowly uttered a heart-wrenching word, "Why are you asleep here?" He held her shoulder steadily, looked around and asked, "Where is your maid?"

The woman first expressed a surprise expression, and then when she saw that it was Shen Muchen, she smiled slightly, "I'm going to the market with Zilu, I'm sure." She said this, with a soft and sweet tone. Her smile was the only thing that could make Shen Muchen feel warm in the cold winter. She could probably say off-season words at this time. If there were big palaces, there would probably be only Li Wanli.

"I heard it was snowing, so I wanted to come out and take a look." It seemed that she had not woken up. Her eyes were full of red. The frostbite red seemed to have just cried and delicately. With that little girl who looked like a fairy descended to earth, she was extremely beautiful.

"If you want to see Xue, you will ask someone to send me a message. I don't know how to do you alone." Shen Muchen's tone was still a little uncomfortable, so he should press his tone slowly and gently, "Why are you always alone?"

Li Wanwei didn't hear the mystery. She was fascinated and still had a warm smile. "Your Majesty is busy, and you will naturally not do anything like a mediocre slave."

After entering the house, Shin Muchen personally set up the fire to make the room warmer. While he was tidying up, he still complained, "Tsinghua Palace raises so many people every year, and these servants are afraid that they will not know how to take the initiative to take care of their masters..."

"Don't blame them, I'm used to being alone." Wan Li sat down softly on the edge of the bed that was closest to the warmest fire, and sat down softly. Under the blushing light, Li Wanli's face turned a little rosy. She drew her eyebrows today, probably because she was in a good mood.

"Oh, right?" Li Wanxi stood up from the bed and walked to Shen Muchen. "I met Mo Ziran a few days ago. He told me that His Majesty wrote a letter to Da Shang. Did you contact Da Shang to welcome me?"

Shen Muchen paused and didn't know what to respond, "Is he telling you like this?" Shen Muchen prepared the fire and stood up with the charcoal ashes on his body. "I have never told him like this." His eyes kept staring at the swaying place of the fire.

"Your Majesty..." Li Wanli felt heavy in his heart when he saw his appearance, and unconsciously became nervous. "What his Majesty sent was not an invitation letter, but what was that...." Li Wanli followed him in a straight skirt, like an anxious child.

"My queen should stay by my side." Shen Muchen turned around, and his deep eyes flashed with a light of expectation. "I will stay by my side in the future and I won't go anywhere." He stretched out his hands to ask Li Wanshi to respond, but he didn't get it.

"I am not your Majesty alone. If I dedicate myself to Da Shang, I will also be Da Shang." At this point, Li Wanxu said the meaning very clearly. The main meaning was to tell Shen Muchen, 'How can you say stay if you don't agree yet?

"Yu'er, you keep saying that you are wholeheartedly doing Da Shang..." Shen Muchen stepped forward a few steps closer to late, "Have you ever thought about what Da Shang treats you as? An external political tool that can be eliminated at any time? Or is it just a useful military mind? Come on... it is the substitute of Da Shangzi Le Ji, who can wait for the long-term illness Princess Da Shang at any time?" Shen Muchen stopped immediately. The reason why he did not continue to say that was that his rosy eyes had already shined with silver light.

"Don't say it anymore..." The little woman's voice trembled a little. She didn't want Shen Muchen to realize this, so she suppressed her voice as much as possible and stood aside with her back to Shin Muchen.

At this moment, Shen Juzi stepped into the house, "You are here too." Shen Juzi, who had a keen insight, noticed the embarrassment, cleared his throat and coughed slightly, "I said, there are so many Jinyiwei wandering around at the door."

"It's just right, I'll accompany me." He stopped looking at the woman, turned around and patted Shin-jeong on the shoulder and walked out the door, "Tell her more"
Chapter completed!