Unfortunately, days like that are becoming increasingly rare. She had thought she could spend New Year's Eve with Xiao Zhun on the way back to Quecheng. But now she was in the Guangyao Camp, and could only see Subei from afar. Besides, how could there be any festive atmosphere during the march?
The night the snow stopped, we spent another night in the suburbs.
The lights of the village not far away flickered, blending into one with the stars in the clear sky.
The snow had piled up into a thick layer on the ground, and the moonlight shone on it, illuminating the surroundings.
The bonfire in the camp was burning brightly, making people feel warm all over and comfortable from the inside out.
Xiao Nan turned his head and rested his head on the cushion. Under the cushion was a cloth bag, which contained a broken string.
She hadn't seen the two personal guards sent by the emperor to her for many days. She guessed that the two must have gone to the emperor and said a lot of bad things about her, but Bai Yun's appearance was like an immovable stone pressing on her chest. She really had no mood to think about anything else.
She fell into a depressed atmosphere as if a major event had just happened and she was filled with sorrow. She often did not say a word for many days. Whenever her colleagues in the barracks asked her about it, she would say that she had caught a cold and her voice was hoarse, but in fact she was just too lazy to speak.
"Xiao Nanhui."
Dimly, she heard the Shrike calling stealthily in her ear.
She turned over, looking sick and unwilling to talk to anyone.
The shrike's voice shifted persistently from one side to the other.
"Hey, look at the emperor."
The emperor? What happened to the emperor? He was quite good-looking, but she had been looking at him every day for a while, but now she didn't want to see him anymore.
She pulled the blanket up to cover her head, but still didn't want to say a word.
"Why do I seem to be on the emperor's head..." Shrike narrowed his eyes, "I saw your hairpin."
Xiao Nanhui's heart skipped a beat, and then he sat up in shock from his dying illness, and looked carefully in the direction the Shrike was looking.
Yeah, that's right.
What was on the emperor's head was indeed her hairpin.
He was the most conspicuous person in the camp tonight. He wore his moon-white, fully embroidered gown, and his entire body glowed in the night. Sparks from the campfire surrounded him, seemingly creating a halo of moonlight.
Suddenly, an inexplicable fragment of memory jumped out of his mind and hit Xiao Nanhui who was in a daze.
It is a touch of moonlight, moonlight with human body temperature.
She once fell into a warm moonlight, looking up at the high roof of the Snow Palace. The dust dropped from the huge orchid turned into flying snow in her sight.
"Hello."
Shrike poked her rudely from the side, and the image of her suddenly running out disappeared in an instant.
"Oh." She pretended to be calm and threw the leftover bones from the campfire into the fire. "You must have seen it wrong."
Shrike stared at her with his bright eyes, and after checking again and again, he said with certainty: "How could it be?! My eyes can see clearly whether there is anyone in Yao Yi's room tonight through two streets, a door, and three gauze curtains!"
"That's just human perception, it can make mistakes sometimes."
She denied it with all her might, secretly hoping that the damn emperor would go away quickly, but Shrike was stubborn and became more and more courageous.
"Or, take out your hairpin and let me see it. I see that you haven't used the hairpin in a while. Maybe it's no longer in your hand..."
Xiao Nanhui was getting a little restless and felt that she had to change the subject.
"You still have the time to ask me for a hairpin? I asked you to find out about the purple-robed swordsman. Did you put any thought into it?"
The topic took a sudden turn, and Shrike fell silent, so she quickly took advantage of the situation.
"If you don't have any clues, I'll write a letter to the old dean and ask him. He's very knowledgeable..."
“No!”
Shrike suddenly became anxious and stood up.
Xiao Nanhui thought she was afraid of meeting Xie Li, and curled his lips in surprise: "Why are you so nervous? I just want to ask a few questions, I won't ask you to come here in person."
"Since you asked me about this, don't bother others!"
"You haven't seen that man's skills. I think it's necessary to let An Daoyuan know about this matter, just in case..."
"Why are you so scared?! Next time I see him, I'll fight him a few times and I'll know everything. There's no need to let your imagination run wild now."
Next time we meet? Let's have another fight? If we fight her twice, she'll be dead.
"Forget it." She felt like she was talking to a deaf person, wasting all the energy she had saved up over the past few days. "I'm going to walk around, don't follow me around like a little dog."
The Shrike snorted, indicating that he had no interest at all.
Xiao Nanhui walked quite a distance and looked back, only to find that the other party had indeed not followed him. Then he walked away on the creaking snow.
In the blink of an eye, the emperor had disappeared, and she could only walk towards the emperor's carriage.
She wanted to find a way to get the hairpin back.
She reached up and touched the pouch at her waist, where she found half of the jade pendant she'd carried all the way. Perhaps she could use the matter of the bracelet pendant as an excuse to clarify her hazy memories of that night.
The emperor's carriage was surrounded by the Black Feather Camp in a secret location. She looked at it from afar, feeling that it was out of reach.
Ever since that day when he made her "stand outside the tent as punishment", the emperor never paid any attention to her again.
Huh, I've seen you not washing your face for three days, and now you're back to being in the state where you can't even touch the corner of your clothes?
She thought angrily and walked closer. Suddenly, a figure flashed through her mind. It was Ding Weixiang's figure, which exuded a terrifying aura in his silence.
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