Chapter 88 (9,000 words) New Year Snowman, but...

On a winter day, the sky turned gray early. Outside, snow fluttered onto the windowsills and roof tiles. The flickering palace lanterns illuminated Yin Xing's rosy cheeks. He replied vaguely, "No, this is ointment for myself."

Xuan Yizhen's clear, dark eyes were filled with confusion. Seeing Yin Xing's shy expression, he finally understood the reason. He raised his hand and touched her burning face, smiling faintly. "Is it that serious? It seems you've been having a hard time at night lately."

As he spoke, Xuan Yizheng moved his palm to rest on Yin Xing's right hand, and gently rubbed her. His eyes swept across the red tip of her ear, and his dark eyes reflected shallow ripples, gentle and affectionate.

Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen's gentle appearance and replied awkwardly, "It's okay, nothing serious."

In comparison, Yin Xing felt that Xuan Yizheng's body was even stranger. He was obviously taking medicine all day long, yet he was so keen on love affairs, and could be described as tireless.

Could this be the state of excitement that Liu Ci mentioned?

Thinking of this, Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng worriedly, but he couldn't find that she was in abnormal pain, and he felt even more uneasy.

"Okay, eat first. I'll apply the medicine to you later. It's best to use less external medicine."

"Yes, but this is Miss Liu's medicine. She developed a medicine to prevent puppet poisoning. The people in the capital praise her as a miracle doctor."

Xuan Yizhen paused in kneading Yin Xing, lowered his brows, and spoke slowly: "Really? She does have some skills."

Seeing Xuan Yizhen's calm demeanor and no sign of shying away from medical advice, Yin Xing tentatively asked, "If Yizhen feels unwell, perhaps Miss Liu can treat her."

"Do I look unwell?"

“…”

After saying this, Yin Xing looked at the stubbornness and concealment in Xuan Yizheng's quiet eyes, and realized that he had guessed wrong.

Xuan Yizheng had always kept the symptoms of Huan Gu a secret, even though she was clearly suffering from the disease, she was unwilling to reveal a single word.

Xuan Yizhen slightly withdrew his palm from Yin Xing's arm, raised his hand and said, "Let's eat first."

"Okay." Yin Xing didn't dare to say anything more and just buried his head in eating. He knew that it would be useless to persuade Xuan Yizheng, so how could he get him to stop taking the medicine?

Night fell and the snow continued to fall. Yin Xing bathed and changed clothes with Xuan Yizheng, following her almost every step of the way.

Finally, Xuan Yizhen took the medicinal soup and Hanxiangbingdan as usual. Yin Xing raised his hand and held her close, muttering softly, "Yizhen, you've been taking the elixirs for so long and there's no improvement. How about trying something else?"

Xuan Yizhen did not reject Yin Xing's intimate embrace, and said softly, "This is already a very effective medicine. I think it is very good."

"But I think long-term dependence on a certain drug will be harmful to the body."

"Why are you suddenly so worried?"

Yin Xing didn't want to mention Liu Ci and the others knowing about this. He had a hunch that Xuan Yizhen would be very unhappy, so he could only mutter vaguely, "I had a bad dream. In the dream, the more medicine Yizhen took, the worse his health became. So I won't take any medicine for the time being, okay?"

Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes to look at the worried Yin Xing, kissed her forehead with his thin lips, and comforted her, "Silly, it would be bad if you didn't take the medicine. Besides, nothing has happened so far, so don't worry about it."

Seeing this, Yin Xing was a little at a loss.

After all, what Xuan Yizheng decided to do was basically unquestionable.

"Then let's not take the medicine tonight and try it?" Yin Xing put his arms around Xuan Yizheng's neck and kissed her lips coquettishly, with a seductive gesture.

"You just said your arm hurts, and now you're acting so abnormally. Are you planning for me to serve you tonight?" Xuan Yizhen pursed his lips and scolded, but his palm was holding Yin Xing who threw herself into his arms, feeling her lightness and warmth, and couldn't let go.

Yin Xing shrank back with his face flushed, remembering how he had the courage to challenge himself to serve Xuan Yizheng for a few days a while ago.

Xuan Yizheng was very interested and cooperative, but even before New Year's Eve, Yin Xing felt a little overwhelmed.

But when Xuan Yizhen took control of the initiative, Yin Xing felt that more than just her arms were sore. She always had a lot of tricks up her sleeve.

If it weren't for the monthly menstrual period, Yin Xing felt that he would be pinned to the bed with his feet off the ground.

Yin Xing nodded carefully, and then the belt was untied. Xuan Yizhen blinked her beautiful eyes, and lifted a section of the collar with her fingertips. With slow and gentle movements, she said softly, "Then let me apply the medicine to you first."

Her clothes were slightly open and a little cold. Yin Xing blushed with embarrassment. She looked at Xuan Yizhen who was applying medicated oil on her arm, suspecting that she had ulterior motives.

There's no need to untie your belt when applying the medicine, just be honest with each other.

But Xuan Yizheng was so frank that Yin Xing was confused.

However, Yin Xing was still very obedient when he looked at the medicinal soup and pills that Xuan Yizheng had put aside.

Xuan Yizhen checked the injury on Yin Xing's right arm, pressing his fingertips on the joints through the skin, moving them inch by inch, paying attention to her reaction, as if she were the most precious thing in the world.

After Xuan Yizhen applied ointment to Yin Xing's joints, he withdrew his hand and immersed it in the basin to wash. The water stirred, his eyes fell on the pale skin, and he said slowly in a slightly hoarse voice: "It seems that you are useless these days."

Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen with embarrassment and muttered, "Will Yizhen dislike it?"

"How could that be? Even without using hands, there are other ways to have fun. You are too ignorant." Xuan Yizheng wiped the water droplets from his fingertips with an embroidered handkerchief, and looked anxiously at Yin Xing, whose clothes were disheveled. The slight smile on her thin lips was charming in its own way.

"How can I compare to Yizhen's knowledge?" Yin Xing looked at the elegant and graceful Xuan Yizhen, and felt that her serious words were like flirting, which made people feel hot and uncomfortable.

The rustling of water was heard as Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing leisurely, looking closely at her skin, which was more flawless than a jade doll. It was like delicious cheese, tickling the tips of his teeth. He said patiently, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Yin Xing hesitated and didn't respond, but he could already taste Xuan Yizheng's cool fragrance on his lips. His palm clung to her habitually, and he was held in her arms in a daze. He sighed to himself that she did have bad intentions.

The palace lanterns burned quietly, and the shadows on the ground overlapped. Only in the middle of the night did the silence fall inside.

Yin Xing, who was originally exhausted, was thinking about something, so he did not fall into a deep sleep like usual.

Suddenly, Yin Xing felt someone touching him, and thinking that Xuan Yi was still not satisfied, he opened his eyes with a frown.

Xuan Yizhen, with her long hair cascading down beside the pillow, had a wooden expression and ethereal eyes, like a beautiful, lost jade doll.

"Yizhen?" Yin Xing asked hesitantly.

After he finished speaking, there was no response, and Yin Xing lost all sleepiness instantly.

Because Yin Xing was lying in Xuan Yizhen's arms in an intimate posture, but his movements were also restrained by her arms.

Xuan Yizheng was not asleep at this moment, but she was no longer awake. She seemed to be immersed in a world unknown to Yin Xing. There was an endless silence in the quiet and peace, which was about to explode at any time.

Yin Xing thought of Liu Ci's mention that people might be aggressive when sick, and now he suddenly had some understanding.

"Don't move, you're blind." Xuan Yizheng spoke softly, without concern or worry, as if he was just stating a fact.

"Who's blind?" Yin Xing felt Xuan Yizheng's hand on his face and asked in fear.

Xuan Yizhen lowered his hollow eyes, never moving them away for a moment, and said calmly: "The arrow shot too deep. If you don't treat the wound, you will die."

Yin Xing was speechless and found that Xuan Yizheng could not hear him at all. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

Is it necessary to let Xuan Yizheng hold me like this and sit quietly until dawn?

"It's not safe here, you should fly away." Xuan Yizheng stroked Yin Xing's head lightly with his palm and spoke to himself.

Yin Xing tried to piece together Xuan Yizhen's words and felt that she was probably treating him like a bird.

But Yin Xing had never seen Xuan Yizheng raising birds, but there seemed to be crows in the courtyard, but he didn't find any traces.

Could it be that a bird that Xuan Yizheng had raised in the past was shot to death by an arrow, so she was too sad?

In the silence, Xuan Yizhen did not make any further movements. Yin Xing blinked his eyes and imagined the story, wondering whether he should forcefully wake her up.

However, Xuan Yizheng's grip on her suddenly became very tight, his expression became solemn, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes were fixed on the inner hall outside the gauze curtain, as if there was something terrible there.

Yin Xing was caught off guard by an arm that nearly grabbed her throat. Her face flushed red as she managed to utter, "Yizhen, be gentle."

"It's coming."

"What?"

Xuan Yizhen's entire body was almost tense, his jade-white cheek pressed against Yin Xing's forehead, almost shielding him with his body, and he murmured, "Don't be afraid, it's okay..."

Yin Xing looked at the fine cold sweat on Xuan Yizhen's cheeks. She seemed to have experienced unimaginable pain, but she held herself tightly, as if protecting him, but also as if clamping him.

But Xuan Yizhen's strength became stronger and stronger, and Yin Xing gradually felt a little breathless. He used his hands and feet to try to break free.

Damn it, I'm not going to die on the first night, am I?!

Outside the palace, the violent snowstorm in the night howled until dawn, then slowly subsided, and the sky gradually turned pale.

A ray of pure white light cast into the depths of the palace. The ladies-in-waiting and palace maids were waiting outside. It was almost time for the court session, but the master of the day had not yet called anyone to serve him. She felt a little worried.

At this moment, Xuan Yizhen was sitting alone beside the couch inside the gauze curtain, his face full of loneliness and regret, trying to escape the fact that he had lost control in front of Yin Xing.

The bruises on Yin Xing's neck were the most severe and noticeable. He felt like a dehydrated fish, with back pain and no strength at all.

The two people were in different moods, but the atmosphere was changing in the same direction, gradually becoming so solemn that it was hard to breathe.

"What did you see last night?" Xuan Yizheng picked up the ointment with his fingertips and applied it to Yin Xing's bruise. He looked depressed and his eyes were gloomy and unpredictable.

"No, it's nothing actually. Yizhen, you are just sick, just like having a nightmare. I know you didn't mean it." Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen, who seemed to be in a state of tense heartstrings, and felt uneasy relief.

Xuan Yizheng had always been reluctant to discover her illness, probably because he was unwilling to reveal such an unusual symptom.

Xuan Yizhen paused with his fingertips, feeling Yin Xing's skin shivering in pain. He pursed his thin lips, a little pale, and said in a deep voice: "How can it be the same? That's because you have no idea how terrible it is when it's more serious!"

If the disease cannot be contained, he will even kill Yin Xing with his own hands.

Yin Xing trembled unexpectedly. She didn't expect Xuan Yizhen to be so angry. She didn't dare to make a sound for fear of irritating her. She soothed her, "It's okay. We will definitely find a way to treat it. Calm down."

As he spoke, Yin Xing raised his hand to hug Xuan Yizheng, but was helpless as she avoided him for the first time.

Xuan Yizhen avoided his gaze that fell on Yin Xing's bruised skin. His slender eyelashes hid the surging panic. His whole body trembled slightly and he said hurriedly: "I will make arrangements for this matter. You don't need to get involved."

After she finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng fled from the bedside as if she was fleeing in panic. Yin Xing didn't even have time to hold her hand, and his eyes showed frustration.

What should I do? If Xuan Yizheng stops taking the medicine, she might relapse at any time.

But if Xuan Yizheng continues to take the medicine, she will have difficulty falling asleep for a long time until her body can no longer bear it and she dies suddenly.

Yin Xing was very worried. He raised his hand to get some clothes, but his back and waist ached so much that he took a deep breath.

Outside the palace, the sky was desolate and silent. The snow had stopped falling. The female official Chunli respectfully welcomed the gloomy-looking master, but she felt as if she was being pricked at the back and dared not be careless.

The warm winter sun shines brightly, slowly falling on the crystal white snow, gradually illuminating a clear light that stings the eyes.

The streets were filled with hot mist, and most pedestrians were wrapped in thick winter coats. The children were dressed like fat dolls, looking clumsy and cute.

Su Xuying waved her gleaming golden fan in her bare hands and looked at Jiang Yun, who had come to the restaurant for tea. Her expression was changeable, and she felt that she was ill. She cleared her throat and said, "Are you having a relapse of rabies?"

Jiang Yun regained his composure and was about to raise his lips when he suddenly felt the wound on his lip. He slowly restrained his movements and said thoughtfully, "Let me ask you, if someone suddenly kisses you, does that person like you a little bit?"

"I don't know, but if you're willing to give me ten thousand taels, I can reluctantly give you a kiss to prevent you from going crazy."

"Bah, who wants your kiss full of the smell of money!"

Jiang Yun raised his hand and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms. It was hard to imagine the scene, it was a bit creepy.

Seeing this, Su Xuying rolled her eyes and said, "I think you're poor and needy."

The two of them chatted and joked like this until it was almost noon, when the restaurant was busiest. Jiang Yun looked at the people coming and going in the lobby, among them were people from the Wanqi family.

Members of the Manchi family wear special accessories made of red and blue flying feathers, from earrings to sword tassels, and are said to even have tattoos.

But Jiang Yun had never seen these things on his mother before, so he thought she must have kept it a secret. Coming back to his senses, he said, "It's almost the New Year, and the nobles will be coming to the capital to attend the Empress's banquet. Is there anything new happening with your Wanqi family?"

"The new emperor's primary mission now is to maintain stability, so more accurately, he should be on guard against any movement. Don't you plan to return to the Wanqi family to restore your status?"

"I'm a renowned hero. Why would I need any status? I can be free, isn't that good?"

Su Xuying looked at the arrogant Jiang Yun and was not surprised by her words. She sipped the wine and said slowly, "Indeed, you have always hated the factional struggles among the powerful, but the court will never stop these fights, and getting involved is not a good thing."

Jiang Yun drank his hot tea and asked tentatively, "Hey, have you heard of the Ghost Condensation Secret Book?"

"I don't know. It's said to be a medical book that can snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell. Why are you asking about it?"

"Nothing. Liu Ci is a doctor and is interested in various ancient books, so I asked her about the situation."

Su Xuying scoffed and said sarcastically, "He's already found a new sister, and you're not going to throw yourself at her, are you?"

Jiang Yun's expression changed slightly, and he replied vaguely: "Who said I want to throw it away? Don't make blind guesses."

As he finished speaking, a group of people passed by on the street outside the restaurant. Su Xuying shifted her attention and looked at the leader.

"Isn't this the zither player?" Jiang Yun recognized her at a glance as the woman who had fought with Du Ruo in Peifeng Tower.

"She is also a close confidant trained by the empress and is very proficient in mechanical engineering. She is leaving the city during the New Year holiday, so she must be doing something important." Su Xuying thought.

Seeing Su Xuying's reaction, Jiang Yun teased, "You also have news that you don't know."

Su Xuying waved her golden fan, her eyes shrewd as she replied, "The Wanqi family isn't monolithic. It's a large tribe, each with its own factions. The empress was previously controlled by the elders of the clan, so naturally she wouldn't use everyone. Checking and balancing each other is the true political strategy."

"I understand. It's just the same old court battle. It's so cold in winter. Let's quickly serve two dishes and start the hot pot."

"You haven't even spent a tael of silver, and you still want to eat vegetables? You're dreaming!"

At noon, Jiang Yun hurriedly left the lobby with a box of delicious food from the restaurant in his hands. His eyes were full of cunning, and one could already imagine how furious Su Xuying must be.

At this moment, He Yun sent the patient away in the small pharmacy. Turning around, she saw Liu Ci guarding the little girl in a daze, and felt complicated.

Winter is very cold, and poor people who are poorly clothed and hungry are more likely to get sick. He Yun remembered that Liu Ci used to carry her to see a doctor, and she also took care of herself in the same way.

He Yun felt a little regretful that she didn't stay with Liu Ci all the time, but instead left the capital to learn martial arts.

Firstly, he wanted to better protect Liu Ci, and secondly, He Yun was unwilling to lose everything to Jiang Yun.

"Senior sister, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll cook it for you." He Yun walked forward and sat aside to ask.

"It's too cold, Xiaoyun, you should take a rest. I'll go cook some egg noodles for you." Liu Ci came back to his senses, pressed his palm against the gap in the little girl's bedding, gently and carefully.

He Yun recalled the day when Liu Ci kissed Jiang Yun. Her face was as red as a persimmon, which was unforgettable.

He Yun had kissed Liu Ci before, but her face was just full of surprise, and then everything returned to dead silence, without any waves.

At this time, a tall figure walked into the pharmacy. He Yun turned her head and saw Jiang Yun, and was very annoyed.

Speak of the devil, he appears. How annoying!

Liu Ci also saw Jiang Yun, but was a little nervous. He turned his head away from her and said, "Today is not the day for inspection. What are you doing here?"

Seeing Liu Ci's lukewarm reaction, Jiang Yun's smile faded. He raised his hand, holding the food box, and replied awkwardly, "A friend of mine is treating us. Here are some good wine and food."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yun was met with Liu Ci's questioning gaze. He quickly changed his tone and explained, "I didn't drink any alcohol this time. I just had tea and a meal. You must not have eaten yet. Try it while it's hot."

As he spoke, Jiang Yun walked forward, opened the lunch box, and brought out plates of food, a little afraid to look at Liu Ci.

Liu Ci was helpless. He turned his head to look at He Yun and said tentatively, "Xiao Yun, eat something."

As for this junior sister, she used to be just a little kid who would lie on his back and cry secretly when something happened, but now Liu Ci doesn’t know how to get along with her.

After all, they were both orphans and had once depended on each other. He Yun was still too young and had a withdrawn and shy personality, so Liu Ci didn't want to hurt her feelings.

Seeing this, He Yun had nothing to understand, so she had to sit down with Liu Ci and concentrate on eating the big fish, meat, fat duck and roast chicken that Jiang Yun brought. The style was exquisite and the aroma was fragrant.

I have to say that Jiang Yun's taste is really good. From dishes to tea, and even winter skin care powders and creams, there are many varieties, for wiping the face and hands, and even specifically for wiping the body.

He Yun lived with Liu Ci for several months and gradually discovered that many of the furnishings in the house and yard were of excellent quality.

Not only is there a separate deep well in the backyard, but there is also a fire channel under the bed in the room for winter. Liu Ci would definitely not be willing to spend money like this.

Only a dandy lady like Jiang Yun would be so extravagant.

For a moment, He Yun felt that she was far behind Jiang Yun and didn't know how to catch up.

At this time, a pair of wooden chopsticks holding a soft and rotten pig's trotter was handed to He Yun. He Yun thought it was Liu Ci, but it turned out to be Jiang Yun.

"When I was your age, I could eat a whole cow. Feel free to eat more."

“…”

He Yun said nothing, concentrating on tasting the plump and tender pig's trotter. Then she remembered that she had followed Liu Ci since she was a child, and therefore often ate and drank with Jiang Yun.

At that time, He Yun was envious and jealous, until Jiang Yun snatched Liu Ci away and wanted to elope, then she avoided any contact with her.

To be honest, Jiang Yun never seemed to care about herself. She has always been a very free and easy person.

But He Yun knew that she had never been such a person. Because she had been bullied and despised, she hated everyone except Liu Ci.

Jiang Yun looked at He Yun who was still silent, but his eyes secretly watched Liu Ci who was eating quietly. He wanted to ask but didn't dare to, and he was also wondering how he could stay a little longer.

At this time, Jiang Yun looked at the little girl lying on the side of the curtain and said, "I'll go lie down with her for a while. You guys eat."

After all, Jiang Yun had already eaten Su Xuying's meals before, so he felt full now.

Seeing Jiang Yun curled up with the little girl, Liu Ci knew what she was thinking.

But when he saw the purple-blue tassel of the sword was burnt beyond recognition, his gaze lingered for a moment, and after a while, Liu Ci hesitantly looked away.

The wind was rustling outside the window, but it didn't feel cold inside. The snowflakes raised by the wind swayed over the alleys and buildings and fell onto the vermilion palace walls.

Xuan Yizheng sat on a high seat in the main hall, holding a document. The hall was completely silent, with only the thick aroma of medicinal incense lingering in the air.

The female official Chunli stepped in from outside and replied stiffly, "Your Majesty, the palace guards just reported that Yin wanted to visit the Queen Mother."

Logically, Yin Xing should be crowned as the queen, but her female status was obviously a problem.

The Queen's bloodline will inherit everything from the royal family and the Wanqi family, so this position is too important.

Many elders of the Wanqi family were against foreign bloodlines and were even selecting people to send to the palace, so the enthronement ceremony was delayed.

Recently, the master has been quite cold towards Yin Xing, and the female official Chunli feels that the situation is very dangerous.

After all, the Marquis of Xizhou had died long ago, and Xizhou was not a wealthy place. No one in the court helped Yin Xing, and he could not defeat the elders of the Wanqi family at all.

Xuan Yizhen paused, his pen in hand, his dark eyes devoid of any light. He said slowly, "I've already issued an order not to disturb the Queen Mother. Why are you asking?"

"Please forgive me, this is the imperial decree." The female official Chunli thought that Yin Xing would be an exception, so she came to report it.

After she finished speaking, the female official Chunli was about to stand up, but the empress on the high platform suddenly changed her mind and said, "If she wants to go, then go and see."

"Yes, sir." Chun Li was puzzled, but did not dare to hesitate.

After all, the empress hates having her mind guessed the most, so cherishing her life is the most important thing.

Outside the hall, the warm sun gradually faded. Yin Xing stepped into the palace, which was slowly opening its doors. He was very curious about the recent situation of Xuan Yizhen's mother.

Xuan Yizheng always avoided talking about it in the past, and now it is even more impossible for him to tell the truth. Yin Xing originally felt that there was not much hope.

Who would have thought that they could enter the palace so smoothly.

Yin Xing smelled the strong medicinal scent in the hall, which was very familiar.

From the front hall, one walks step by step into the deep inner hall, where palace maids open layers of locks and knockers, making this magnificent palace look more like a prison.

Not long after, Yin Xing entered the inner hall of the bedroom. It was an especially spacious room, very similar to Xuan Yizheng's bedroom, with no extra furnishings.

Yin Xing even felt that the interior furnishings were very similar, almost exactly the same, and he felt a little nervous.

At this moment, a thin figure was sitting beside the couch. His face was unclear, but it was full of sadness and pity, which was very moving.

However, the iron chains circling around it added an inexplicable danger, making people afraid to approach easily.

Yin Xing stopped and called hesitantly, "Queen Mother."

The man didn't move at all, but seemed to be sobbing and trembling softly.

"Empress Dowager, what's wrong with you?" Yin Xing felt a little reluctant when looking at Empress Dowager Wanqi, who looked like Xuan Yizheng.

At this moment, the woman who was originally helpless suddenly turned around very quickly, with an expression that was indescribably hideous and distorted, which was shocking!

The sound of the iron chain suddenly changed rapidly. Almost in the blink of an eye, Queen Wanqi came in front of him and showed the sharp object in her hand. It was a short wooden chopstick, and the other end was sharpened.

As for why Yin Xing could see it so clearly, it was because it was very close to him and could pierce his eyes almost in the blink of an eye!

At this time, another force pulled Yin Xing and he retreated suddenly, thus avoiding the terrible and thrilling scene.

Xuan Yizhen frowned as he looked at the madman in front of him. He tightly wrapped his arms around Yin Xing and said, "Now you understand how terrifying it is to be intoxicated by the Illusion Gu."

Yin Xing came back to his senses in a daze, his gaze falling on the familiar cold profile, and then looking at the indignant and empty face of Queen Mother Wanqi, he asked in disbelief: "Why did she attack me?"

"It's not just you, everything will be treated as a target for attack, sometimes even herself."

"But it's daytime now."

Xuan Yizhen's expression was solemn, unwilling to admit it, but he could only speak truthfully: "Time will only become more and more unpredictable, and everything will become more difficult to guard against. Look at her now, she is also my future self."

After she finished speaking, Empress Dowager Wanqi let out a shrill roar, so sharp that it could almost pierce the eardrums. She had lost all her former dignity and elegance. Her eyes were bloodshot and she looked completely unlike a human being.

Yin Xing subconsciously dodged and stepped back, but Xuan Yizhen's palm rested on his back to block his movements. He asked in shock, "Yizhen?"

"If you don't want to see it, then what are you afraid of?"

“…”

Yin Xing was unable to respond to this. His eyes fell on the taut chain and he realized that Xuan Yizheng was just trying to scare him.

The previously frightened heartbeat slowly calmed down. Yin Xing carefully watched the madness of Empress Dowager Wanqi. She gradually lost her strength as if she had run out of breath, and slowly collapsed to the ground, like a helpless gorgeous woman, with tears streaming down her face.

It was so easy to let down one's guard. Yin Xing hesitated and asked, "Yizhen, what did she see that made her so sad?"

Xuan Yizhen placed his palm on Yin Xing's back and explained calmly, "This isn't sadness, it's more like a disguise. As long as someone gets close to her, she'll go back to her previous madness, with sudden mood changes for no reason, in an instant."

A madman has no logic or reason, only destruction and ruin.

At this time, Empress Dowager Wanqi seemed to be in great pain and could not stop retching. Her body twitched and she murmured, "Where is the divine bird, the divine bird!"

"What is the divine bird?"

"A bird she raised, a sacred object of the Wanqi family's faith. It's called a divine bird or a holy bird."

Yin Xing remembered that Xuan Yizhen was also taking care of a blind bird when he was ill, so there might be some connection.

Distracted, Empress Dowager Wanqi crawled slowly on all fours, her palms tightly gripping the wooden chopsticks, moving as if guided by something, but restrained by the iron chains, so she could only swing the chopsticks with all her might, as if stabbing.

"How did she get such a dangerous thing?" Yin Xing couldn't bear to watch and said something out loud.

"The illusion has its own logic. She secretly hid the wooden chopsticks to guard against anyone or anything that tries to hurt her. I may kill you in the same way one day." Xuan Yizheng retracted his gaze and looked at Yin Xing, who was full of worry. He raised his hand and touched her face. His movements were gentle, but his words were cold.

Yin Xing felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He looked into Xuan Yizheng's dark and quiet eyes and felt that there must be a ferocious beast imprisoned in them. His breathing became disordered for a moment.

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's timid and frightened appearance and was not surprised. He murmured, "Don't be afraid. If the disease really breaks out, I won't linger like her. It would be better for me to die directly. Then you will accompany me, right?"

As they spoke, Yin Xing could clearly sense how serious Xuan Yi was, and her hand on his shoulder was like a shackle, preventing him from moving even a step.

Yin Xing had no doubt about Xuan Yizheng's execution ability. If she realized that the elixir was out of control, she might die in her hands before she could even react.

As noble and arrogant as Xuan Yizhen is, it is more difficult for her to accept that she has become a lunatic than anyone else, including Yin Xing.

Yin Xingtan's close relatives asked Xuan Yizhen, then raised his arms to hold her, his eyes concealing the moisture and his nose sour as he replied, "Okay."

Xuan Yizheng's clear and beautiful eyes reflected Yin Xing's timid look, but she did not refuse her cautious kiss.

Not long after, Yin Xing was led away from Empress Dowager Wanqi's bedroom by Xuan Yizheng. He looked back at the blocked palace door inside, feeling heavy and gloomy.

Is this really Xuan Yizhen's future? Yin Xing is unwilling to admit it.

The thin sunlight outside the palace had already faded, and the snow was falling heavier and heavier.

The heavy snow did not stop until the early morning of New Year's Day. The snow in the palace roads piled up thicker every day, and occasionally some snow would slide down from the roof tiles, making a rustling sound.

In the afternoon, the snow stopped and the sun came out. Yin Xing looked at the flat palace courtyard, then went out of the palace to build a snowman, refusing the kind help of the palace maids and female officials.

By the time the snowman as tall as his own was piled up, Yin Xing was already feeling very hot. The depression in his mood eased a little, and he exhaled bursts of cool mist.

Yin Xing was thinking about making the snowman's facial features when Xuan Yizheng came back busily, his footsteps so light that he almost didn't notice him.

"You look quite similar to this snowman." Xuan Yizheng commented as he looked at the snowman who was the same height as Yin Xing.

"How is it similar?" Yin Xing looked at the snowman without facial features and fell into deep confusion.

Xuan Yizhen had already signaled the female official to fetch the jewelry. He looked at Yin Xing's rosy cheeks and her two sparkling eyes, which were exceptionally dark, bright, and clear. He said calmly, "It will be like this later."

Not long after, Yin Xing saw the female official holding all kinds of sparkling jewels, and he felt that Xuan Yi was truly a genius!

Xuan Yizheng raised his cold white jade hand and took two obsidians to make the snowman's eyeballs. His eyes fell on Yin Xing's face, and then he took off the red agate to make a red nose. However, the lips were not easy to dress up, so he hesitated for a moment.

Yin Xing looked at the snowman's two black, slanted eyes and began to doubt his life. He silently dismissed his previous thoughts, raised his hand to adjust the position of the obsidian, and said weakly, "The eyes are a little crooked."

The eyes and mouth are crooked, it's really not that vivid.

Xuan Yizhen realized that he was looking at something different from Yin Xing. He pinched the jewelry with his fingertips, his expression frozen for a moment, and then said calmly, "It's okay, it's cute even if it's a little crooked."

"I think there's still a clear difference between cute and scary." Yin Xing muttered.

"Then you come." Xuan Yizheng handed the jewelry in his palm to Yin Xing, and no longer had the previous eagerness to try.

Yin Xing took the jewelry and found that Xuan Yi was not very happy. He felt annoyed and had to find a way to make amends.

Xuan Yizhen stared at the snowman in silence, trying to remember the position of its features. Suddenly, he saw Yin Xing pick up her snow shovel and asked, confused, "What's going on?"

Yin Xing busily shoveled snow around Xuan Yizhen, eagerly saying, "I want to make another snowman like Yizhen, so that there will be two snowmen like us, and it won't be lonely!"

As they were talking, Yin Xing was pushing a snow shovel and running around busily. Xuan Yizheng stood quietly there, watching the busy butterflies. The depression in his heart dissipated, and his fair face could not hide his good mood.

After a while, Yin Xing lay tired in the snow, looking at the huge pile of snow, feeling a little worried.

Xuan Yizhen walked closer, raised his hand and took Yin Xing's hand, and said with a gentle smile: "We agreed to build a snowman, why are you lying down?"

The beauty's smile is so stunning that she is like a banished immortal in the bright wind and clear moon.

Seeing this, Yin Xing had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue to complete the task, and finally piled up a tall snowball.

Yin Xing held the jewelry and did not rush to install the facial features. Instead, he changed the eyeballs that he had corrected earlier into slanted and split-eyed wisdom eyes.

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's little movements and asked in confusion, "Why did you change it again?"

"I suddenly think this is quite cute. What do you think, Yizhen?" Yin Xing handed the jewelry to Xuan Yizhen, feeling a little nervous.

Yin Xing discovered that Xuan Yizhen really didn't like the way he treated her as a patient, so she could only act unreasonably.

Xuan Yizhen stared at Yin Xing's clear eyes with serene eyes. He raised his hand to take the warmed jewels, which burned his skin like sparks, but he never let go. He sighed softly, "I really can't do anything with you."

The words were simple but contained infinite tenderness. Yin Xing smiled and moved closer to Xuan Yizheng. If it weren't for the palace maids following her, she would have wanted to kiss her!

After a while, Xuan Yizhen fiddled with the beads and stones on his facial features, his gaze falling on his lips. He pondered, "What kind of jewels should I use for the snowman's lips?"

"I think it would be better to use small rubies stacked together to outline it." Yin Xing then began to distort the snowman's face and gave it a grinning mouth.

When the work was completed, Yin Xing felt a little dizzy.

However, Xuan Yizheng was appreciating it with great satisfaction, and Yin Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She is a little ugly, a little weird, but the most important thing is that she is happy during the New Year!

Xuan Yizhen's eyes fell on the two snowmen. After a while, he looked at Yin Xing, who was smiling innocently, and praised him: "Your snowman looks a lot like you."

Hearing this, Yin Xing suddenly found it difficult to laugh.

But when Yin Xing's gaze shifted from Xuan Yizhen's cold and distinguished face to her snowman with split eyes, he couldn't help but smile, showing his white teeth, and agreed: "Yeah, Yizhen and the snowman are quite similar."

Although Xuan Yizheng's illness seems to be becoming more and more obvious, Yin Xing hopes that he can bring her more happiness.

Perhaps happiness could add to Xuan Yizheng's joy and confidence in living in the world, instead of letting illness break down his sanity and defenses, leading to death.

Thinking of this, Yin Xing didn't care about the presence of the female officials and palace maids. She stepped forward and pecked Xuan Yizheng's thin lips, expressing her love as directly as possible.

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