In late winter, snow falls in Jinling. Fine white snowflakes fall on the treetops on the roof and lightly cover the tile walls.

In a courtyard in Nanyuan, the door is closed, and there is an occasional fire crackling. Shen Linglong is sitting by the fire, holding needle and thread in his hand, embroidering a brocade bag. The embroidery patterns on the brocade bag are several clusters.

The green bamboo, bamboo body and bamboo leaves have all been embroidered, and only the final stitches are needed to complete it.

As Linglong closed her stitches, she thought about how the green bamboo she embroidered was different from the green bamboo on the brocade bag that Qi Zhen usually wore. She thought that he usually loved that brocade bag because he liked the green bamboo pattern.

of.

As soon as she put away the needle, the tip of the needle was already touching the pad of Linglong's finger. As she was distracted, the thin needle somehow pricked the tip of her finger.

"hiss."

The girl's fingers were as slender and as white as jade, and at this moment, there was a trace of vermilion blood on the fingertips, which was particularly dazzling.

"Miss, be careful!" The maid waiting at the side quickly wiped the blood stains on Linglong with a handkerchief and said while wiping, "Miss is always careful when doing embroidery work. What happened today? She actually hurt her hand. There is blood in this twelfth lunar month.

But it’s very unlucky.”

Linglong immediately darkened her face after hearing this and said: "Don't talk nonsense. It's just a minor injury. My hand is fine. Take a look at this bag. Is there any blood on it?"

Today is the day of retrial for the conspiracy case that killed Qi Zhen, so Linglong naturally heard the unlucky words.

The maid followed Linglong's instructions and looked at the brocade bag carefully, muttering in her mouth: "Tips bag, miss, your hands are injured, but you are still thinking about the brocade bag made for His Highness. The miss treats His Highness with such attentiveness, but His Highness seems to

I can’t see you, but I’m always giving the lady the cold shoulder.”

"What nonsense are you talking about? His Highness has never been cold to me, but now he seems to be colder in front of others." Linglong pressed the blood beads with a handkerchief, and also lowered her eyes to look at the kit carefully, careful not to let herself suffer.

The injured fingertip touched the brocade bag.

Fortunately, the brocade bag was not stained with blood.

Linglong confirmed the condition of the kit and then told her maid: "Qiu Shui, go and put this kit under my pillow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Shui said hello, then took the kit and went to the bed.

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and another maid hurriedly opened the door and entered. In the cold winter weather, the maid was panting as she ran, bringing a chill into the room.

Qiu Shui had just put down the brocade bag under the exquisite pillow when he heard the door. He quickly turned around and glanced. After seeing the person clearly, he slightly frowned and said, "Luoxia, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Luoxia panted heavily, with a smile on her face, and said hurriedly: "Congratulations, Miss, the Emperor has just issued a decree to re-establish His Highness as the Crown Prince!"

As soon as these words came out, Linglong, who was sitting on the soft couch, suddenly stood up.

"Seriously? But the unjust case was overturned?" she asked urgently, with joy in her eyes and completely forgetting the stinging pain in her fingertips.

Luoxia, still panting, replied: "It's absolutely true, the imperial edict has arrived at Nanyuan. The little Liuzi next to His Highness sent a message to Miss, please pack up and pay respects, and then return to the East Palace tomorrow."

"That's good, that's good..." Linglong murmured several times, her eyes filled with heat, and it took a long time to calm down.

After three years, I have finally waited for this day.

Linglong married into the East Palace three years ago. At that time, Qi Zhen had just been deposed. The emperor imprisoned him in Nanyuan and took away all the glory that belonged to the prince. In the past, the other princes who were suppressed by the prince's glory often came to Nanyuan to make sarcastic remarks. In the old days,

The most magnificent prince in the country suddenly became a useless member of the royal family.

She watched him trapped in Nanyuan, with all his ambitions shattered here, how could she not feel heartbroken.

Now we have finally waited for this day.

Linglong thought to herself, it must be unreliable to see blood in the twelfth lunar month as it is unlucky. Look, isn't this a very auspicious thing?

At this moment, Linglong only cares about being happy for her husband, and has no idea what kind of fate awaits her in the future. Today, Qizhen is in good luck, and she can regain her throne and clear her grievances, which is the best thing.

Yes, but for Shen Linglong, this may not be the case.

Qi Zhen was deposed and imprisoned in Nanyuan. Shen Linglong, the concubine of the Marquis of Ning'an Mansion, married Qi Zhen, the deposed person of Nanyuan.

But the crown prince of the country, Prince Qi Zhen of Daye, and his wife are the crown princess of the country. She is as honorable and honorable as the queen. There is no way that a small concubine from the Hou family can match her.

Fortunately, Shen Linglong's heart and eyes were full of Qi Zhen at the moment. She didn't feel sad when she thought about this. She only knew that her husband must be very happy today.

"Qiushui, Luoxia, tell me to go down and prepare wine for dinner. Your Highness is happy today and will definitely drink." She wiped the tears of joy from her eyes and ordered.

At dinner time, Linglong prepared wine and food early and waited for Qi Zhen in front of the dining table.

After waiting for a while, seeing that dinner time was almost over, Qi Zhen still hadn't come back.

Linglong was a little anxious and asked her maid to go ahead and ask. When the maid came back, she just said that His Highness was busy today and asked her to eat first without waiting for him.

"Yes, today is the day when the unjust case of treason is reversed. His Highness must be busy with things. He ordered the kitchen to heat up the dinner. Your Highness's spleen and stomach are not good, so the food cannot be served cold." After giving the order, Linglong did not eat, but just sat down.

Waiting at the food table for Qi Zhen to come back.

The sun gradually sank, and the sky outside gradually turned from dusk to dusk, until the night became dark and deep. Linglong fell asleep on the table with her forehead propped up, and then suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Linglong woke up instantly from her sleep and heard the sound of Qi Zhen's footsteps.

"His Royal Highness is back." She stood up and looked out the door, with uncontrollable joy on her face.

In the shadow of the lamp under the eaves, Qi Zhen came slowly. When he raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were deep and there was a smile on his lips.

"It's so late, why are you still waiting?" Qi Zhen's voice was a little low, and seemed particularly gentle in the night.

Linglong stopped while holding on to the edge of the door and replied: "If Your Highness doesn't come, naturally I won't be able to sleep."

The lights were dim, the woman in front of me had eyes like spring water, and her words were full of affection.

Qi Zhen lowered his head and chuckled, waving his hand for the servants to leave.

Linglong took his sleeve and walked to the dining table, raised her hand to pour a glass of wine, and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness."

Qi Zhen took the wine cup, but did not drink it. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him carefully.

She has been married to him for three years. From her youthful days when she had hair extensions to her current charming and charming appearance, everything has blossomed beside him.

Qi Zhen remembered that he was seriously injured on his wedding day and did not even greet his bride. He did not see anyone until half a month after the wedding.

Because his throne was abolished, Mrs. Xu, the Marquis of Ning'an, was unwilling to marry her legitimate daughter to a useless person, so she had the audacity to marry her concubine as his concubine. Before that, he didn't even remember that the Marquis of Ning'an's Shen family had

Such a concubine.

When Qi Zhen saw the woman in front of him, he was not angry.

He is the eldest son of the emperor and was named the prince when he was young. He has never been so humiliated. Why should a concubine be his wife?

It was this woman who kept crying next to his sick bed and kept saying that if she was sent back, she would not be able to get married no matter how hard it was to negotiate, and it would be better to die in front of his sick bed. Qi Zhen had a headache from her crying, and

He was seriously injured and really didn't have the energy to take care of her, so he let her stay in Nanyuan.

Later, she stayed by his bedside to take care of his injuries, doing everything by herself and never leaving anyone behind.

He was taken care of by her, and after he recovered from his injury, he could not tell her to return to Shen Mansion, so she stayed in Nanyuan.

On the first night of the Yuan Dynasty after he was deposed, Qi Zhen watched the lights of the palace in the distance in Nanyuan, got drunk and drowned his sorrow, wondering whether he would be trapped in this place forever.

He drank a lot of wine, but he could never get drunk. Instead, he was tortured by the humiliations and unbearable things in his memory.

He didn't know who called her here, or how she came to him. Qi Zhen only remembered that the moonlight was beautiful that night, and she stopped his glass of wine.

They made love that night.

Amidst the gentle sounds of pain, she leaned on his shoulder and said in a delicate yet trembling voice: "Husband, my name is Linglong."

After that, he remembered her name and could no longer let go of the person in front of him.

Today, when the prince was re-appointed, the emperor mentioned Linglong to him, saying that Linglong's status was too embarrassing and it was not appropriate to return to the East Palace with him. It would be better to stay in Nanyuan altogether.

Thinking of the emperor's words, Qi Zhen sighed softly, rubbed the wine glass with his fingertips, and sighed softly: "Linglong, if you couldn't go back to the East Palace with me, would you still be so happy?"

Linglong, who had just been looking at Qi Zhen with a bright smile, was suddenly startled. She was stunned for a while and then asked: "What does your highness mean by this?"

Qi Zhen lowered his eyes slightly and replied: "Today, my father said that your status is embarrassing and it is not appropriate to go back to the East Palace with you. It is better to stay in Nanyuan."

As soon as these words came out, tears instantly filled Linglong's eyes.

She forgot that Qi Zhen had already ordered someone to pack her luggage and return to the East Palace tomorrow, but these words that fell on her ears made her eyes well up with tears.

"Your Highness..." She called sadly, but didn't say much.

If the emperor insisted on not allowing her to accompany him to the East Palace, how could she make Qi Zhen disobey the emperor's order?

Qi Zhen looked at the water in her eyes and the redness in her eyes. After a long while, his lips curled up slightly, and he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? I can't bear to leave you, so of course I didn't respond." He just liked to see her unable to leave him, and liked her to shed tears of affection in front of him.

As soon as Linglong's tears rolled down from her eyes, she was made red-faced by these words and became angry. She raised her hand and pushed Qi Zhen's heart, pushing him away from her body.

, then turned his head and wiped his tears.

Seeing her like this, Qi Zhen's smile grew wider and he leaned over to hug the person in front of him.

The wine cup fell from his hand, the candle flame flickered dimly, and the man with a warm smile carried the timid woman in his arms and walked deeper into the inner room, leaving a table of meals unused.

Early the next morning, when the sky was slightly bright, Xiao Liuzi's call came from outside the door.

"Master, it's time to get up and go to court."

The voice passed through the door into the inner room. Qi Zhen opened his eyes and stood up from the bed.

Linglong, who was sleeping on his shoulder, also woke up, rubbed her eyes and got up.

"It's really early for the morning court." In the three years since Linglong married into Nanyuan, today was the first time that Qi Zhen got up early to go to court.
To be continued...