Chapter 479: Winter Snow (1)

Nie Wushuang put down his heart, the prince said a few words, and stayed for lunch. The prince's dark eyes only secretly looked at her with doubts and speculations when she was nobody, and her little brain wondered why Nie Wushuang came to Yongming Palace.
Nie Wushuang is not in a hurry, just gossiping with Jing Fei and does not provoke him. The great prince saw her not to find her own "trouble", put down her guard, exposed the child's side, and went out to play snowball fight with the housemaid. After playing for a long time, he ran back to the temple with a sweat on his face. Jing Fei quickly wiped his sweat, and again ordered the palace lady to take a papa.
Nie Wushuang saw him having a good time, and smiled slightly: "Noisy, I heard that your riding and shooting master is Yu Lin's commander Ouyang?"
"Yeah, he's awesome. He has a good arrow skills, and I want him to teach me all!" The great prince was happy for a while, forgetting his previous restraint, but forgot to call himself "children."
Nie Wushuang didn't care much. He stroked his young face lightly and smiled: "There is still a man in the palace who can beat and shoot better than Master Ouyang."
"Who is it?" The Grand Prince asked curiously.
"That's your father!" Nie Wushuang laughed. When the big prince heard it, the small face suddenly collapsed. He bit his lower lip and said for a long while: "The son-in-law can learn from Master Ouyang."
After turning, he turned away. Nie Wushuang looked at his leaving figure and could not help stopping for a long time. Jing Fei stepped forward and said sadly: "Today the noise is still ... to the emperor ..."
Nie Wushuang smiled back and said, "Today is pretty good. At least he doesn't have much hostility towards the palace. Furthermore, the palace can see that he still has admiration for the emperor. If time passes, he will surely be able to regain the Holy Spirit. Heart. There is an old saying that the father and the son did not have overnight feuds. The great prince was not allowed to rejoice before the emperor, but because he had a mother who was too strong, and now the queen Xu has passed away, the emperor will certainly pity him even more. This is the best opportunity."
Jing Fei could not help but shook her hand, Meiyu still hesitated: "Queen maiden, can this ... be okay? Xu Queen could not do anything while she was alive, how can you rely on you and me alone? Is it possible? "
What's more, at that time, the family of the Xu family was in the middle of Yingjing, and such a mighty force could not make Xiao Fengzhen compromise halfway. Nie Wushuang and her were ultimately rootless people, and it was more difficult to support a former queen's sister-in-law. Thousands of times more difficult to accomplish.
Nie Wushuang held her hand backhand, and there was a hint of determination in her beautiful eyes: "It's a man. How can you and I watch you and Guigui step by step too much? If you really get her power, don't say You, even the phoenix of this palace is instable. You and I will suffer. You and the princess will also have no way to retreat. This is not a problem that cannot be achieved, it is imperative! "
"It is imperative ..." Jing Fei repeated Nie Wushuang's words. She couldn't help looking up at the woman who looked like a fairy in front of her. Only then did she understand that Nie Wushuang was able to go step by step, not because of luck and her glorious appearance, but because she could always see the whole situation and the price of failure.
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When Nie Wushuang was out of the "Yongming Palace", it was already afternoon. The sky was just right, and the sun reflected the dazzling light on the snow. She was helped by Yang Zhishou and slowly walked into Chenghua Palace. The snow was not deep and she crunched on the soles of her feet.
She walked for a while, sweating on her body, and Yang Zhi thoughtfully said, "Will the queen lady go back without rest? Or let the slaves prepare shoulder-shoulders?"
Nie Wushuang was about to speak, and suddenly saw a group of five or six people walking in the distance. At this moment, the sky was full of light, with snow and red walls around the top, and a girl wearing a pink-purple palace dress first heard her crisp laughter from afar. The nimble figure looks like a fairy in the snow, which makes people look a little more. When they approached, Nie Wushuang recognized the person in front. It turned out that Linglong was wounded in the palace.
When Linglong saw Nie Wushuang at first glance, she glanced over her face, and quickly stepped forward to kneel and meet. Nie Wushuang watched her walk without hindrance and smiled, "It turns out that Linglong's legs are already good."
"Return to the Queen's maiden, Linglong ... well ..." Linglong stammered in reply.
Nie Wushuang ordered her to stand up, and Linglong stood up. Nie Wushuang saw her in a pink-purple palace dress with snow fox fur and fluffy fur. The more she showed her pure face. The double buns on the head were combed very playfully, which made people feel sorry for them. Although a pair of black grapes looked terrified in their eyes, they were more naive and ignorant.
She lowered her eyes, and she really had a good eye. The beauty of such a sign was tempting even for women, not to mention men.
She smiled and looked up, and said softly, "Does the exquisite girl still hurt her legs? The doctor said that she had broken her muscles and moved her bones for a hundred days. Don't take it lightly, if you leave the root cause, you will be in trouble ..."
She said, holding her exquisite hand, and slowly walked towards the pavilion not far away. The palace man who had a long time ago came forward to clean up. The two sat in the pavilion, and Nie Wushuang only picked some common topics to ask her. Linglong was previously restrained, and after all, a girl who was not acquainted with the world, she quickly talked and laughed.
Nie Wushuang looked at the exquisite flowery smile, with a deep smile in his eyes: "How many days have your parents sent someone to the palace to ask about Linglong's injuries?"
Linglong froze and lowered her head: "Thanks to the queen mother for her concern, Linglong's parents are common people ... unable to enter the palace."
"So it is." Nie Wushuang smiled and turned back to Deshun: "Go to pass the word of mouth of this palace and arrange a day for Linglong's parents to meet Linglong girl to comfort the pain of thoughts."
Deshun quickly said yes, and then ordered to do things.
Linglong rejoiced, she looked enviously at the housekeeper Gong'e around Nie Wushuang, clapped her hands and laughed: "You queen mother, you just have to say a word and they do it right away, mother is really amazing!"
Nie Wushuang heard the words, and said indifferently on the face: "The exquisite girl is really cute. Where is this house so powerful?" Somehow, Linglong said this sentence was just an ordinary inadvertent word, but it made her inexplicable Anxiety.
This person Linglong did everything possible to get into the palace, perhaps even Xiao Fengqing's default. I'm afraid she didn't say she could send it out so easily.
Xiao Fengqing ...
After all, he still didn't believe her.
She couldn't help laughing, he didn't believe she was right ...
She sighed softly, and looked back at Linglong smile, followed by a thoughtful smile ...
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At night, Nie Wushuang leaned on the beauty couch, concealed her thoughts, and the long ink diffused, and a palace maid gently combed her behind her. There was silence in the inner hall, and Shenshuixiang lingered in the hall.
Today, what she has to do is too complicated and too risky, and it will definitely not work overnight. But Xiao Fengmin's intentions ...
She took a long sigh and waved her hair at the combing maid: "Get back."
When Xia Lan looked awkward, she stepped forward and asked, "Why do you want to rest?"
Nie Wushuang Xiuyan frowned: "Where is the emperor? Is it still in the royal study?"
Xia Lan cautiously said, "I heard that the supper emperor was used in the Yongming Palace. Xu was ... went to see the great prince and princess."
Nie Wushuang froze slightly: "The emperor has gone." Before she finished, she heard the voice of a palace man kneeling outside. Before Nie Wushuang got up, a cold wind blew from the crevice of the curtain. The corner of Ming Huang's robe flickered, and Xiao Fengyi opened the curtain and walked in.
Nie Wushuang stood up with a smile and bowed down: "I do n’t know if the emperor is coming, but I hope the emperor will forgive him!"
Xiao Fengxi helped her and watched Nie Wushuang standing in the air. She had a plain skirt on her long body, and looked like a begonia in the spring under the candlelight on all sides. There was a particularly moving lazy beauty.
He smiled slightly: "You don't have to restrict this tedious rule in front of You."
When Nie Wushuang saw that he smiled and was in a good mood, he couldn't help asking: "Where did the emperor just come from? What good things have you heard so much today?"
Xiao Feng gave a meal, his smile deepened, and while the maid went to make tea, he shook her hand: "Today you went to Yongming Palace, but what did you say to Jiao Er?"
Nie Wushuang knew that he could not hide his ears, but when he saw no blame on his face, he laughed and said, "It's nothing, that is, Jing Fei had just banned her feet from the palace, and Chen Xun went to see, and talked to the great prince by the way. He should not be allowed to take the path of a villain and continue to hate the emperor and his courtiers. Moreover, this heart knot needs to be healed with heart medicine, the emperor said, right? "
The warmth in Xiao Fengying's eyes: "You have a heart."
Nie Wushuang looked at the complete trust in his eyes, and could not help raising a moment of embarrassment in her heart. She lowered her head and slowly said, "This is what the courtiers should be. The great prince, after all, is the emperor's son."
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