In the first month of the lunar year, snow fell again in Fengdu City. Snow flakes like goose feathers fell one by one. The plum blossoms in the yard blossomed overnight, and the trees were full of bright red. The person standing under the plum tree was wearing a white fox fur coat, with a face as white as jade and eyebrows as beautiful as paintings. He stretched out his long jade-like arms to touch the plum blossoms on the branches.

The little slave holding an umbrella shielded the falling snowflakes for his master, and looked up at his master who seemed to have walked out of the flowers. It was so beautiful. The person standing at the other end of the corridor looked at the white figure standing under the plum tree, and his eyes deepened. Feng Lingxiao knew that this person loved the red plum blossoms blooming in the cold winter the most. He still remembered the dancing figure under the plum tree, like a dream. Now thinking about it, it seems as far away as a lifetime.

Feng Lingxiao walked over, took the umbrella from the slave, and personally held the umbrella for the man.

The slave respectfully stepped aside.

"Flowers bloom and fall, year after year. How many times can a person see the flowers bloom and fall?" Fang Ziye turned around and asked the man holding the umbrella for him.

Feng Lingxiao raised his hand to hold the jade-like hand in his palm, and found that the man's hand was as cold as ice. Seeing that the man did not take care of his body, but was just happy to see the man looking at the flowers, he did not want to lose his temper with him, so he could only use his hand to warm the man's cold hand. He raised his head and glanced

at the plum blossoms on the branches. He was not a person who knew how to appreciate flowers, so of course he did not understand the heart of the man who was appreciating the moon.

His hand was held in a warm palm, and it felt like it was burning his heart. Fang Ziye did not want to pull his hand back, and let the man hold it, lowering his head and smiling.

How many years can a person live in this world? How many times can he see the flowers bloom and fall, who can say for sure? He himself can't say for sure, so how can he embarrass this person?

"If you want to see, I will accompany you." Feng Lingxiao stretched out his hand to hold the person in his arms, and wrapped him with his cloak, for fear that the cold wind would blow him away.

It was so cold today, although he didn't want this person to be exposed to the wind outside, but since he wanted to see the flowers, he was willing to accompany him here to see him. He didn't know how to appreciate flowers, but this person knew how to appreciate them.

Leaning in Feng Lingxiao's arms, Fang Ziye understood what he meant by the flower, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and even his eyebrows and eyes were stained with smiles. In such a moment, it seemed that there were only the two of them in the world, without any barriers or distance. They hugged each other and stood here to watch the plum blossoms blooming this year.

I just don't know when the plum blossoms bloom next year, will this person still accompany him to watch the flowers in the falling snow like today.

Many years later, Fang Ziye recalled the scene of standing under this plum tree with Feng Lingxiao this year, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The flowers are the same every year, but the people are different every year.

The plum blossoms on the branches fell day by day, and the ground was covered with fallen petals, which rose and fell with the wind. The people in the yard looked at the branches and the words became fewer and fewer, until only bare branches were left.

The baby in the belly had been making noises these days, so a doctor was invited to see. The doctor said that the baby would be born soon in the next few days, so the wife stayed in the yard and asked someone to invite a stern-mouthed grandmother to come over, just waiting for the baby to come out.

Before she knew it, the baby in the belly was about to come out. The little bad boy was punching and kicking in his belly, not caring about his mother at all. Fang Ziye touched his round belly with a doting smile on his face.

As for the child in his belly, he actually didn't want this child at first. The arrival of this child disrupted all his plans and gave that person a reason to trap him in Fengdu City.

He kept getting deeper and deeper into it, and in the end he couldn't extricate himself.

But as the child grew up day by day, kicking his little feet and waving his little fists in his belly, he could feel the existence of this child, and he couldn't help but think that this must be a naughty boy like his brother.

There is no mother who doesn't love her own child, and Fang Ziye couldn't help loving this child. Just like when he knew he was pregnant with Xiaobaoer, he never thought about not wanting his child. Now, for the sake of this child, he is willing to stay in Fengdu City, live in this small courtyard, and wait for the birth of this child.

This small courtyard is not isolated from the world. Fang Ziye also knows what is happening outside. Even at this time, he tries his best to do what he can for Feng Lingxiao. This has become a habit.

A few years ago, the emperor was seriously ill, the crown prince was not able to supervise the country well, and a snowstorm killed many people. The emperor had to deal with state affairs while he was sick, and began to reuse the remaining princes. Now the crown prince has not been established in the court, but it doesn’t matter who is the crown prince. What matters is who will eventually take that position.

The people around him are getting busier day by day, and the situation in the court is getting more tense day by day. Fang Ziye knows that the time is coming soon. He knows that person has been waiting for too long. They have been preparing for that day for many years. If someone has to take that position, he hopes it's that person, and only that person.

If he waits until that time, will he be free?

According to this date, the Princess of Prince Yi in Prince Yi's Mansion should be giving birth soon, and the time is about the same as the baby in his belly. It's not true to say that he is not jealous, but compared to jealousy, Fang Ziye is more concerned about whether Feng Lingxiao will let him take the child with him and raise him? Don't take the child away from him.

They can go wherever they want, and he will run around like before. In the past, he felt that running around was too much, and thinking about that person in his heart was also painful. Now he is by Feng Lingxiao's side, but it makes him feel that the days are not as comfortable as before, and it is better to miss her than to see her.

His baby was born in the first month of the lunar calendar. Now he is one year old and can talk. He probably doesn't remember his mother. Fang Ziye wants to go see his baby. When the baby is born, he will take him to find his brother.

But people often think too beautifully. When that day comes, they will find that everything is different from what they thought.

It was the day when the plum blossoms were in full bloom. That person came to the yard to accompany him to appreciate the plum blossoms. The flowers in the yard have all fallen, but the person has not come. The person is now busier day by day, and the number of times he comes to the yard is getting less and less, and the time between visits is getting longer and longer.

In the first month of the lunar calendar, except for the time she came to accompany him on New Year's Eve and the time when the plum blossoms bloomed, she never came again. The first month of the lunar calendar is about to pass in the blink of an eye. The waiting day after day, if you say that people don't miss her in their hearts, it's not entirely true, in the end they still miss her, but they just don't want to admit it.

A thunderbolt broke the tranquility of the night, and the person sleeping on the bed was awakened by such a thunderbolt. The baby in his belly kicked him, and his face turned pale in pain. I don't know when there was another person on the bed, and I don't know when this person came at night.

Feng Lingxiao woke up as soon as the person beside him moved, he had just laid down when the night came. Feng Lingxiao sat up, reached out to grab the person, pulled the quilt to wrap the person, and asked, "What's wrong? Were you woken up by the thunder?"

"Don't be afraid, it's just thunder. It should rain."

The thunder outside the window crackled like splitting half the sky, and bright lights flashed across the sky.

"Yeah." Leaning in the familiar arms, Fang Ziye didn't know when this person came. Smelling the familiar smell, he gradually calmed down.

But he didn't know if the child in the belly was frightened. He touched and comforted it a few times, but it was still in a bad mood. It hurt so much that it was difficult to breathe.

"What's wrong? Did this little guy bother you?" Feng Lingxiao stretched out his hand and touched the round belly. He could feel the little guy's powerful kicks. Ziye must be feeling bad. He kissed the man's forehead and comforted him.

"Is it better to touch it like this?" His hand was touching the round belly, comforting the naughty little guy as usual.

"Yeah." Actually, it wasn't. Usually, such comfort would be effective very quickly. But today, the little guy refused to do it. He kept thinking in his belly. The thunder made him feel uneasy. The child's kicking made him feel uncomfortable. This pain seemed different from usual.

After a while, he felt wet between his buttocks and remembered that the doctor said the child would be born in the next few days. Fang Ziye knew that the child was about to come out. He grabbed the hand that was touching his belly and said with pain, "The child is about to be born. Lingxiao, let Ershun go and ask the doctor to come."

"Okay, I'll go right away. You lie down first and I'll go call for help." Feng Lingxiao gently put the person on the bed and went out to call for help.

When Ershun in the outside heard that his master was about to give birth, he ripped off his clothes and ran out. He was so panicked that he could hardly find the way. When Ah Wu, who was outside the door, saw the man running out in a panic, he saw that the man's clothes were not properly put on, so he grabbed the man and asked him to stay here. He went to find a doctor. The lights in the house were turned on, and the doctor and the nurse entered the house. His Royal Highness King Yi was asked to leave.

The crackling thunder disturbed people's minds, making people's already irritable mood even more irritable. Feng Lingxiao stood outside the door, not knowing what happened to the people in the house.

"Master, someone from the mansion came to deliver a message..." A guard came over and said in a low voice beside their master.

With a wave of his hand, the guard who delivered the message was pushed aside.

The man standing outside the door and staring at the door had a deep look in his eyes, as if he could see inside through the door. Feng Lingxiao stood outside without moving.

The lights in the house were on, and he could only see the swaying figures inside. He could not hear the voices of the people inside, and he did not know whether the people inside were okay.

Feng Lingxiao knew better than anyone that he should go back at this moment, but he was reluctant to leave the person inside, and was reluctant to leave him here.

The veins on his clenched fist were bulging.

"Grandpa..." If they didn't leave now, it would be too late.

Countless people were awakened by the thunder that night.

Suddenly, raindrops as big as beans fell, and it was raining.