Snowflakes like willow catkins fell slowly on the lake surface, turning into gray silver light. The lake surface was like a mirror, cold and calm.

The evergreen green leaves were pressed under the snow, and the sky and the earth were white, quiet and silent, and even the birds stopped singing.

Zhang Jianzhong walked into the snow. With his cultivation level, he had no trace of walking on the snow.

"See the Queen Mother." Before Zhang Jianzhong carefully looked at the figure sitting in the pavilion, he bowed down.

Generally speaking, the Empress Dowager summoned ministers mostly in the palace. Only when she met a very small number of confidants would she put down fruits and food in the pavilion.

Zhang Jianzhong waited for a while in a bowing position, but did not hear the Queen Mother's response, so he couldn't help but raise his head gently.

I saw that the other party was dressed casually today, only wearing a light yellow cotton skirt, with no accessories on his body, and his face was not covered with makeup, and his bare face was a hint of paleness. He was not as elegant as the empress dowager in the past, but he looked like a woman from the Fan family.

At this moment, she was staring at the lake in a daze, watching the snowflakes falling, falling into the lake, disappearing silently. The sky, clouds, mountains and water, the upper and lower parts were white.

Zhang Jianzhong couldn't help but feel moved and was stunned. It seemed that he had met some old friend again.

"I... see the Queen Mother." Zhang Jianzhong said softly again.

The Empress Dowager was still confused until the palace maid behind her gently reminded her: "Qi Gong, the general is here."

She woke up like a dream. Looking at Zhang Jianzhong who was still bowing, she did not help him up as usual. She just smiled sweetly: "Brother Jianzhang, you are here."

Zhang Jianzhong was stunned again. How long has it been since I heard this sentence?

Ten years? It's more than a lasting one.

He looked at the light-looking woman in yellow dress and looked a little dazed. The one in front of him seemed not to be the queen mother, but the girl named Ruan Silian. He seemed not to be the general, but the sword-zhang who always took her out to play.

They made an appointment with the place, and when they met, the girl always walked over with a smile: "Brother Jianzhang, you are here."

But... Zhang Jianzhong knew very well that there was not a girl in front of him, but the queen mother above millions of people. Zhong Jianzhang was already dead, and now there was only Yu Huai's general.

Zhang Jianzhong calmed down and said, "Well, I wonder what the Empress Dowager called me to come today?"

"Sit down." Ruan Silian greeted him while pouring wine for Zhang Jianzhong. In every move, the empress dowager was less solemn and more girlish. She smiled and blinked, "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to see you. Please don't be angry."

Zhang Jianzhong was in a trance for a moment and then hurriedly said, "I don't dare."

"Try it. This wine is from the other side of your hometown. Your favorite Feng Yanglu." Ruan Silian pushed the wine glass to Zhang Jianzhong.

Zhang Jianzhong was stunned for a moment before he realized that the hometown she was talking about was the small town they used to.

Speaking of which, he hasn't been back there for a long time. His family is gone, and it is just a sad place for Zhang Jianzhong.

His immediate family members had long died, leaving only some of the female relatives who were deemed prostitutes, but the latter had been released and placed by the empress dowager, and Zhang Jianzhong had no longer cared about that place.

However, it is not unforgettable to miss it. After all, he has lived there for more than 20 years.

When Zhang Jian heard the name "Feng Yanglu", he was surprised in the center. This was a specialty from his generation in his hometown, and he used to drink it.

After a bowl of wine, warm currents poured into all limbs and bones.

"How is it?" Ruan Silian opened her eyes wide and looked at him with a smile.

"It's delicious." Zhang Jianzhong also smiled.

"Really?" Ruan Silian shook her head with a smile, and her voice was faint, "But when I drank it just now, it seemed that it didn't taste like it used to be."

Zhang Jianzhong was silent for a moment and smiled: "Actually, I think so too. This wine does not seem to be as delicious as before. I think those shops were lazy when making it!"

Ruan Silian waved her hand and left and left, and smiled softly: "This wine has been circulating for hundreds of years, so why would you suddenly be lazy? It's just that the general is used to drinking good wine on weekdays, so he can't adapt to tasting such cheap things."

Ruan Silian's voice was soft and faint. Zhang Jianzhong heard it in his ears, but for some reason he was a little sad. He didn't think much about it and nodded, "Maybe as the Queen Mother said, it was my minister's taste that became crooked."

"Yes, clothes are not as good as newcomers, and this wine is not as good as newcomers..." Ruan Silian smiled bitterly, her voice was sad, but she quickly calmed down and changed to a smile, "Brother Jianzhang, do you still remember the day when I was thirteen years old, and it was like this. We went to the mountains to pick snow Ganoderma lucidum, but I was chased by a strange beast and almost rolled down the cliff. You saved me..."

Zhang Jianzhong was stunned for a moment, and his thoughts were dragged back a few years ago. He subconsciously said: "The Empress Dowager is blessed and has a great life, so he can be safe and sound."

"There are no one else at this moment. Brother Jianzhang, just one day today, I will be Ruan Silian. You are a sword Zhang, okay?"

Ruan Silian's tone was faint. Zhang Jianzhong subconsciously looked at her eyes, but saw a trace of indescribable begging in her eyes, and there seemed to be a pool of crushed water in her eyes.

Zhang Jianzhong clenched his fists: "Okay, sister Silian."

Ruan Silian finally smiled again and recalled the past with Zhang Jianzhong.

No matter what age people are, they always miss the past. The two of them never mention family and country affairs, but only talk about their past personal relationships. Zhang Jianzhong gradually relaxed and even talked and laughed with Ruan Silian. Sometimes when they talked about shame, Ruan Silian even blushed Zhang Jianzhong's chest with a blushing face.

It doesn't hurt or itchy, but it makes people feel slightly swayed.

Zhang Jianzhong's resentment towards the empress dowager these days has temporarily disappeared.

However, he always felt that the Queen Mother was very strange today. The other party was not a person who liked to recall the past. Moreover, he still remembered that when he first met Ruan Silian today, the other party looked at the lake with a melancholy expression. This was the first time he met.

"Oh, by the way..." Ruan Silian suddenly remembered something, pointed to the pastry on the table, and smiled, "Brother Jianzhang, wine is not as good as new, so try this pastry again."

Zhang Jianzhong followed the words, picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite. Ruan Silian smiled and poured wine for him, looking at him with his eyes curled up, vaguely looking at him: "How is it smell?"

"The taste is very good!" Zhang Jianzhong said vaguely, although he felt a little salty.

"Really?"

Ruan Silian was delighted and picked up a piece of pastry and bit it.

"Bah, it's so salty!" The next second, Ruan Silian quickly vomited out.

Zhang Jianzhong laughed: "How could the Royal Chef make such a mistake? I will punish you later."

"It's not their business. I made these pastries myself..." Ruan Silian's face turned red, and she turned to the side, as if she was looking for a step for herself, and her voice was a little louder, "Oh, I haven't made pastries for so many years, and my skills have indeed declined!"
Chapter completed!