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Chapter 185 Arched the most beautiful plant flower (Extra)

The day Pei Yan was sold into the palace was a heavy snow day, the thick snow was layer upon layer, it was no longer clean and white under the wind and dust.

Looking at this handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, the elderly husband couldn't help but sigh, and said that his fate is good, and he is blessed by God.

"The colder the sky, the slower your blood will flow, the more vitality you will have."

Pei Yanping was lying on the wooden bed covered with straw mats, looking at the heavy snow fluttering outside the window, the corners of his lips curled up mockingly.

If God really cared for him, he wouldn't let him fall to this point.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and he is so beautiful that he is not like ordinary people. After reading a Buddhist scripture, the old man is facing Pei Yan's cold eyes, and his heart trembles heavily.

On this snowy night, Pei Yan was kicked out by the old man, leaving him with only one sentence.

"The life I give you today may kill you in the future, so don't blame me."

Pei Yan didn't say anything, and walked forward step by step through the thick snow.

He thought, there is nothing to miss, and he will never look back.

There is only one way to go into the palace, and Pei Yan took a lot of effort to climb up to the high position step by step.

The day he was assassinated happened to be the second day after the emperor appointed him as the governor of the East Factory. He was still young and had no strength to protect himself. After being cut by a knife and hurting his leg, he had to rest for a long time before he could walk again.

He never showed weakness, no matter how serious his leg disease was, he would not let others see it.

He walked alone like this for many years, and he reached out to save a girl because of a debt of favor.

On the night when he sent the little girl into the palace, Pei Yan had a rare dream, dreaming of the day when he first entered the palace.

It was impossible to say that he was not afraid. He was still young at that time, and he already understood the truth that once entering the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea.

Pei Yan sat quietly beside the bed for a long time, and a feeling of regret gradually emerged in her heart.

Should have kept her by my side.

For no reason, Pei Yan suddenly thought so.

After thinking about it, Pei Yan often walked in the palace, and occasionally he seemed to be able to catch a glimpse of the little girl when he raised his eyes.

She must be afraid of the cold, wrapped in thick clothes, greedy for food, and clumsy in every move.

She often showed an expression of grievance as if she hadn't eaten enough, which made Pei Yan care for no reason. Every time she saw the tip of her heart, she seemed to be scratched lightly by something thin and lonely.

So Pei Yan started to bring her food, and later let her enter the Yingluan Hall, because she was worried, Pei Yan went to the Yingluan Hall a few times in person.

Probably due to habit, sometimes Pei Yan just wanted to walk casually, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself standing outside Yingluan Hall.

The strangeness became more and more obvious, and when Chang'an saw the clue, Pei Yan also noticed his already very clear little thought.

He thought for a long time before laughing dumbfounded.

I used to firmly think that I would go on alone for a long time, however, the person who came to accompany him really came.

After a long time, Pei Yan no longer walked around with his broken legs on rainy days, but sat peacefully by the fire, with a few oranges roasting by the fire, and a fat bird poking around beside him.

He would only pick up the roasted oranges when the heat was about the same, peel them and hand them to the girl who was dozing off.

Jiang Zhi took it, gave him half of it first, and then squeezed the warm orange slices into his mouth, and occasionally gave Wu Cang a little to taste.

When Pei Yan's leg hurts, Jiang Zhi would rub it for him, but most of the time he would nap on his knee with a fat bird in his arms.

The two of them quietly simmered on the stove.

(End of this chapter)