Chapter 143: Farewell to Snowy Night

Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, Meng Eqi heard that Sheng Jiayan was extremely busy these days, and had a feast with the courtiers before the court to receive foreign envoys. This is not the point, the point is... Suhe seems to be almost born.
These time she stood up and down in the palace freely, Meng Eqi looked at her for fear.
Just now, Suhe held a plate of kumquats and walked into the Fengyi Palace with her belly in her stomach. She swaggered and sat on the chair. After eating two oranges, I found Meng Eqi looking at her in surprise, and then said indifferently: "What's wrong? I haven't been discovered. This was stolen from the imperial kitchen by my family Nie Lin. You have so many oranges in Sheng Jiayan It’s okay to steal him a few?"
Meng Wanqi said suspiciously: "Is the guard inside the palace really so bad, can the royal dining room come and go as you please?"
Su He looked guilty and looked elsewhere, and tucked another orange into his mouth smoothly: "After all, it's New Year's Eve, and now the imperial dining room is busy. It's possible that I can't notice Nie Lin. And my Nie Lin Wuyi is strong, Not being found is reasonable, right?"
Meng Yuqi nodded dubiously, and took the orange he had passed.
At this moment, Nie Lin pushed the door in, he black-faced and took off the feathers on his head. Suhe saw it for a moment, then stunned and covered his mouth: "Are you hiding in a chicken circle?"
Nie Lin leaned over and gave a cold look: "Take a look, we will start tomorrow."
"What? So fast? Isn't it after the New Year's Eve?" Meng Eqi suddenly stood up. She hadn't said goodbye to Sheng Jiayan. She thought she could spend another year here, but she didn't expect it to be impossible on New Year's Eve?
Su He’s abnormally bowed his head and said nothing, but Nie Lin looked at Meng Eqiu and said:
Ming New Year’s Eve is a good time for many omissions in the palace. If you don’t go out, Ping Wang will be able to leave so easily after the year is over. ."
"Ping Wang entered Beijing?" Meng Eqi frowned. "Isn't Ping Wang not willing to return his military power? Now he's coming back?"
Nie Lin wanted something more, Suhe quickly blocked him in front of him and took Meng Eqi's hand to sit aside: "Of course, King Ping is even more powerful. If he doesn't return to Beijing, he will have to rebel against the soldiers. So there is nothing wrong with coming back now. You don’t have to worry about it, Sheng Jiayan, in my eyes, is a monster with three heads and six arms. He can’t be beaten by anything. All you have to do now is pack your bags and go back to Chu with us tomorrow."
"He's not a monster..." Meng Hao murmured and asked again: "Will he come back in the future?"
Suhe nodded: "As long as you want to come back, you will be sent back. But you have to wait until the storm has passed."
In the chamber of Jianzhang Palace, Sheng Jiayan handed over the written intention to Fuquan for safekeeping.
Mo Chunfeng came in from the outside and reported: "Ping Wang's soldiers and horses will arrive in Beijing tomorrow, and Nie Houye has also notified him of leaving tomorrow."
Sheng Jiayan leaned on the dragon chair, his eyebrows drooping slightly: "You and Dingchen will not need to be by my side tomorrow, and Qigong back to Chu together with them.
He lifted the curtain to Dingchen and heard such a line with Mo Chunfeng, then said to Sheng Jiayan: "Your Majesty, the arrangement has been made."
Mo Chunfeng was confused: "What is the arrangement?"
Sheng Jiayan chuckled with indifference: "Naturally, I want to say goodbye to Hagi."
...
Meng Wanqi learned that Sheng Jiayan wanted to see herself. He was lying on the bed and became enchanted. Hearing from the eunuch, he immediately jumped from the bed. She washes quickly and quickly, with poor eyesight and dragging her belly up, and wrinkles her hair.
"Suhe, is my face particularly bad?"
"No," Suhe hairpins a few pearls for her in the hair room: "You're blushing now, it's okay to see Qinglang."
"I wasn't going to see Qinglang...I was thinking about running away, and hiding from him, I couldn't bear my heart..." Meng Yingqi grew louder and louder, until he looked down and saw that the clothes on his body were also crumpled, and he ran again and again Go for a crimson Luo skirt.
This skirt was made for her by Sheng Jiayan in search of people. The color is like smoke, because of the special texture, it looks like she wears evening glow on her body from afar. The colors are bright, and Meng Haoqi can be matched with such colors.
In the evening, Meng Haoqi followed Fu Quan who had come to pick him all the way to the appointed place.
Due to the atmosphere of the New Year, red lanterns were hung on the dry branches around, and some were decorated with colored glaze ornaments. It was accompanied by a blizzard that fell yesterday.
Meng Wanqi followed for a long time after Fu's body, and finally couldn't help but say: "Fu Quangong..."
Fu Quan Lao Cheng smiled and said: "Meng Meng asked what she wanted to ask, my father-in-law I must know everything."
Any woman who is about to see the emperor will be in a state of excitement, and it would be reasonable to inquire about the emperor's news. Fu Quan is well aware of this.
"No, Grand Father Fu..." Meng Eqi walked over him and walked ahead: "I know the way of Penglai Lake, you walk too slow, I am afraid that your majesty is waiting for it. Father Xue Xuelu walk slowly, I’ll take a step first!"
Only, she quickly walked away with the skirt.
Fu Quan stood behind her for a while and shouted, and Meng Yingqi ran away in a blink of an eye.
Meng Haoqi ran all the way to the shore of Penglai Lake, and stopped suddenly. She narrowed her eyes and vaguely saw a figure standing on the bridge over the lake.
She pinched the skirt and pressed the pearl in her hair. Step on the bridge.
Penglai Lake is the largest lake in the palace. A white jade bridge runs across the lake, connecting the bank to a pavilion in the center of the lake. There was heavy snow just last night, the snow on the bridge was swept away, and layers of crushed ice were floating on the lake. I don’t know which court lady was naughty, and placed a few lanterns on the lake, and even the moon tonight was particularly soft.
Sheng Jiayan wears the usual attire, which is the black color he loves so much. His hair was tied in the purple gold crown, his cold brows were so familiar, and Meng Eqiu stepped up and stood beside him.
Sheng Jiayan turned her head to look at her, and Meng Eqi banged in his heart.
He gently raised his hand and stroked her hair, her head shy slightly.
Then...
Sheng Jiayan plucked a piece of orange peel from Meng Haqi's hair: "Have you hidden what you eat in your hair?"
Meng 萋's eyes widened to see that this was indeed a piece of orange peel. At the moment, he grabbed his hand and squeezed it in his hand, swearing: "This prime..."
Sheng Jiayan suddenly smiled: "Is the plum blossom beautiful?"
He seemed to ask the softest place in Meng Eqi's heart. She nodded her head and gave a good look, and then summoned the courage to make a mockery: "When will your majesty come to Fengyi Palace to see the plum blossom snow scene?"
Sheng Jiayan's smile faded a little: "Later."
"In the future?" Meng Yuqi couldn't see his expression clearly: "Is there really any chance in the future?"
After tomorrow night, when she will come back is unknown. Accompanied with Sheng Jiayan for more than ten years, once separated, I was willing to be false. Thinking of her nose slightly pantothenic here, afraid that Sheng Jiayan would turn her head aside when she noticed something strange, she asked in a dull voice: "How did your majesty call me out today, clearly it's New Year's Eve, and I don't need to meet the foreign minister today?"
"Yuqiu," his voice was a little soft, and it was the most beautiful when he called Mengxiqi: "We may not see you for a long time."
Meng Haoqi listened for a moment, then smiled bitterly on the lips.
Perhaps it is indeed as good as it is, now it is the best decision to leave Jin. Even in the palace, he can't help Sheng Jiayan. Instead, he was asked to take care of himself from time to time, which led to dissatisfaction with the courtiers, so he meant that he might be shutting himself down longer...
In this case, Sheng Jiayan's worry is completely unnecessary. But he was also right. He wouldn’t see him for a long time, because he was going to Chu Kingdom tomorrow. Hearing Sheng Jiayan’s news later, I am afraid he would have learned from the rumors.
He will have his ambition to dominate, his beauties are like jade, and his prosperity is peaceful.
Meng Haoqi bowed his head and said nothing.
Her eyes are sore, she seems to want to cry, but she can't fall.
Meng Haoqi raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, still very painful.
Both of them had no words. For a long time, Meng Eqiu said: "Last time I was poisoned by Shu, I thought I was dying. I was lying on you at that time, I have something to say..."
"What's the matter?"
"If I die, I will be your subordinate in my next life. At that time, I only had this idea. I just thought that if I died, I still want to be a man in a rose garden. Because you are so kind to me, so good that I thought even It’s also worth dying in your arms, not to mention the kindness you pulled me out of the hundreds of corpses in Meng House."
Sheng Jiayan's brows smiled gradually: "Is it the person who made the rose garden or my person?"
"What is the difference?"
"The difference is huge," Sheng Jiayan said with a slight hook on her lips, and said in a deep voice: "The people in the Rose Garden are born and died, and my people...can just recite the Tao Te Ching."
Meng 萋萋's cheeks suddenly turned red, knowing that Sheng Jiayan deliberately teased himself, and then said: "That's still the person who made the rose garden was born and died, endorsing to please your majesty, I was stupid, I can't do it. The spring breeze is smart, he also Happy to endorse."
Mo Chunfeng stretched out his ears behind the tree to hear such a sentence, almost rushed out to show his heart, and was pressed by Dingchen with an arm against the tree.
The silhouette of the two people reflected in the water, Sheng Jiayan's eyebrows became more beautiful.
"If you can reincarnate into the afterlife, you still have to pray for a good life. Following me is to wander away, or like today, there is no freedom, you can't help it."
His words were extremely cold, as if a mass of snow covered Meng Eqi's heart. She pursed her lips: "But for you, it doesn't matter if you can't be free and free."
When she continued this, she cut her mind clearly in front of Sheng Jiayan.
But Sheng Jiayan was reluctant to give her this opportunity: "I am born to be myself, so I am, and so should you."
No matter how stupid Meng Yuqi is, the meaning in the words is clear enough. Her fingertips were cold, rubbing each other in her sleeves. Only her voice quivered and asked: "I finally want to ask a question, when Wenzhou City was far away from the capital, you are young, why can you appear there to save me?"
"Because at that time, rumors about your eyes were well known in the capital. Even if it was not me that day, it would be King Ping, Prince, or King Xiang."
Meng 萋 was stunned, and the words that followed could no longer be asked. A few plum blossoms slipped from her sleeves to the ground. The plum blossoms were just right. Meng Eqiu folded it before going out to bring it to Sheng Jiayan. Now it fell to the ground, maybe tomorrow will be trampled by the people of the palace into a mud of incense.
"It's late at night," for a long time, I heard Meng Qiqi gently: "I'm going back to Fengyi Palace to rest. Your Majesty, please also rest early."
She turned down the stairs and paused as she walked to the bottom, with a bright smile on her side—
"Ayan, happy new year.