Chapter 62 Warm Jade Smoke

The lights flashed in a room in the backyard of Meihuaxiuzhuang, Huangzhou City, and the brazier ignited a warm fire.

The cold moon vomited blood, and the snow frost on the side was at a loss for a moment.

"Lord of the palace, should I invite a doctor?"

The cold moon waved her hand weakly.

Several veils were full of blood and thrown aside... After taking the water handed over by the snow frost, as soon as I put it on my mouth, a mouthful of blood spit into the teacup, shaking hands, and the teacup broke on the ground.

"Lord, what's the pain..." Xue Shuang wiped the blood from the corners of Hanyue's mouth and burst into tears.

It took a long time for Hanyue to stop vomiting blood, as if she had vomited all the blood all over her body. Hanyue no longer had the strength to speak and leaned against the chair in the secret room.

Snow frost brought tea and handed it to Han Yue, who took a few sips:

"It didn't go well. Xu Siyang didn't embarrass you..."

"No, they are still generous. I just said something about what the two sides can complement each other after the merger. The staffing of the account book we sent to have not been carefully checked. Lord Xu said, you are the deputy owner of the famous sword villa, and the cold flower palace will be under your jurisdiction in the future.

Snow Frost Road.

According to the order of the cold moon, Xue Shuangxing returned to Jiaxing at night, got the details of the Cold Flower Palace and rushed over and handed it to Siyang.

There are many rumors along the way. It is said that the owner of the Cold Flower Palace knelt down and apologized to Wulin, saying that she was beaten by Jianghu people and was unconscious. She doesn't know whether it's true or not, but she is used to believing in the palace owner, trusting her ability and implementing her decisions. Although this time, she has always felt uneasy and uneasy.

This time, does the palace owner really still have the ability to control the whole situation in his hands? Or maybe in this game, she is just a pawn.

"In the future, I will work hard for you..." Han Yue said lightly and closed her eyes slightly.

"Lord of the palace?"

"You also know how I survived this time. Ha ha, my identity is embarrassing, everything is controlled by others, and I have been insulted. How can I see people..." Han Yue said lightly, looking calm and unable to see sadness and joy.

Diddenly, what the snow and frost feels is the despair of the cold moon.

"Lord of the palace, are they telling the truth? Do you really apologize to them? Why do you have to suffer such grievances..."

Tears gushed out, and she reached out to help Han Yue brush her messy hair.

"I promised Mu Hanxing before... It's over, don't mention it anymore..." Han Yue said this, and a slight trace of blood gushed out from the corners of her mouth.

"Lord, didn't you say you didn't eat Chiba? Such an evil medicine, your internal strength is much weaker than before..."

"Where else is there in the future... I won't eat it. It's gone." Han Yue frowned slightly: "Xue Shuang, the past has passed. No matter what they do to me, it has nothing to do with you. You can deal with the affairs with Xu Siyang. Don't be dissatisfied and resentful, and don't relax your vigilance..."

"What does the palace owner say? The palace master ordered that Xue Shuang vowed to do his best, but the palace master should not be without hope... It is so difficult for you to walk all the way that it is rare that you can hold power. With freedom, how can you give up easily?

"Power, freedom, snow frost, I have swore in front of my master that I will abide by the ancestral teachings of the Cold Flower Palace and adhere to the independence and growth of the Cold Flower Palace, otherwise I will be punished and abandoned by gods... I'm waiting for the fulfillment of the oath... My hands are stained with blood, enemies Of your own. For the purpose, I even killed Uncle Tong. Why do you still expect happiness? What other hope do I have..."

The cold moon said lightly that there was no light in her eyes, and it was a dead silence.

Finally, she couldn't help it. Xue Shuang knelt under her knees, buried her head in a thick quilt, and cried out.

"Lord of the palace, someone asked to see..." Outside the door, a disciple reported loudly.

Han Yue shook his head.

"I'm not here. I don't want to see anyone..."

The snow flowers are falling, the night is dark, and the plum embroidery village has been closed.

A bright moon high in the sky lit up the earth, shining on the white snow, shining a slightly ice blue light. Yi Hui stood in front of the plum embroidery village, put his hand on his lips and gently, waiting for the reply of the people inside.

"Our palace owner is not here, but we can help you ask where the palace owner has gone. You wait..."

Just now, the little girl answered gently, with a smile on the corners of her eyebrows. A pair of deer-like eyes looked at Yi Hui curiously, and her eyes flowed.

"The palace owner is not here, and we don't know where she has gone..."

The little girl came out again with a sweet voice.

Yi Hui was stunned. Where can she go with her injuries...

"She will definitely come back. I'll wait for her..."

Yi Huidao.

The little girl looked at the flying snowflakes, but it didn't take long for Yi Hui to fall all over her. Looking up at the increasingly dark night, I couldn't help but feel a little unbearable.

"Don't wait, what's your name and where do you live? If the palace owner comes back, let her come to you..."

Yi Hui is dumb. This little girl seems to have just arrived. Since Hanyue wants to avoid them, how could she come to him...

Snowflakes kept falling and falling on the two people one after another. The little girl couldn't help shrugging her shoulders, put her hand in front of her mouth and gasped, gently rubbing.

"Go in, I'll wait for your palace owner here..."

Yi Huidao.

The little girl thought about it:

"Don't go, wait a minute, I'll ask for you..."

Yi Hui suddenly understood and nodded:

"It's hard for you..."

"Palace Lord..."

The cold moon was exhausted, lying quietly ** closing his eyes to refresh his mind, and being woken up half asleep and half awake. She frowned slightly.

Snow frost bows to salute:

"The palace owner rests here, I'll take a look..."

Outside the door, the little girl jumped her feet and shook off the snowflakes on her body.

Snow frost dissatisfaction, cold face lesson:

"Lan'er, what's the rule? Don't you know how to stand? What's the matter?"

Lan'er blinked:

"Yes, Lan'er is wrong. The prince said that he would wait for the palace master at the door, so I thought, tell the palace lord again that he was outside alone in such heavy snow..."

Snow frost stares:

"Have you forgotten what I told you? Saying that the palace owner is not here, he will stand if he wants to stand. It has nothing to do with us if he freezes to death!"

Lan Er bit her lip and turned away.

"I don't want to see anyone, I'll leave it to you. I will go back to Jiaxing when I feel better..." Han Yue's voice was weak.

"Lord, you were so determined to come back at that time, but now you really want to leave?"

Snow Frost said hesitantly.

"It's not that I'm leaving them, but they can't tolerate me..."

The cold moon's voice is faint, not happy or sad, but cold and desperate.

The night was getting heavier and heavier, and the people of Meihuaxiuzhuang stopped their work one after another and turned off the lights to rest. The yard is very quiet.

Lan Er quietly opened the door again, and Yi Hui was still standing outside the door, motionless. Although the snow has stopped, the weather is still very cold, and Lan'er looks very unbearable.

"Go away, you can't see our palace lord..."

Lan'er bumped into courage and told her frankly.

Yi Hui smiled reluctantly, and there was no surprise.

"I'm waiting for her to see me..."

"What's wrong with you... She doesn't see anyone. She doesn't know that you are frozen here and wants to see her. She doesn't even know who you are..."

"You people are so strange. What's more comfortable than eating a full stomach and lying happily in the quilt... Great ability, endless gold and silver enjoyment, and a sad face all day long..." Lan Er shrugged her shoulders and looked puzzled.

Eat your stomach and lie in the quilt happily. This is not his hope.

Yi Hui smiled bitterly. He was busy all day and didn't eat, and he really felt hungry. He hasn't rested for two days, so why is he not tired?

"You are very similar to my little brother..."

Lan Er looked at Yi Hui sideways and said amazingly.

Yi Hui choked.

"But he is not healthy as you. He is sick and has to spend a lot of money on medicine, otherwise, I won't come to the plum embroidery farm... I can also guard my father and mother, as well as my younger brothers and sisters..."

Lan'er squeezed her lips and looked gloomy.

"Go back. If you are sick, your family will also be worried..." Lan's eyes were full of sincerity.

Yi Hui pondered for a moment and untied a jade pendant from his waist:

"Please find a way to give the jade pendant to your palace owner. Be sure to give it to her and tell her that I'm waiting for her. I'll see her anyway."

Yupei also carries Yi Hui's warm body temperature. The transparent and smooth jade pendant is green, emitting a faint light in the reflection of the snow. The front of the jade is engraved with the word "Qing" in a seal. The carving is very fine. This is the most important memorial his mother left him.

Lan'er was a little surprised when she received the jade pendant:

"Well, I seem to have seen a similar word somewhere... It seems to be such a complicated word, but unfortunately, I don't recognize it... I can't read it." Lan'er smiled awkwardly.

"There will be engraving on the jade, there is no big difference. Please help me give it to the palace master.

Lan'er nodded for sure.

The sincerity and persistence of this heroic man moved her.

Lan'er turned left and right at the door of Hanyue's room, hesitating how to get in. It's getting late. Maybe the palace owner has rested. Knocking directly on the door will definitely attract snow frost scolding, but...

Next to her, it was Xiaohe, with a charcoal fire in her hand.

"Do you want to send charcoal to the palace owner?"

Lan'er asked cleverly.

Xiaohe nodded.

"Let me send it in for you. I threw a ring inside and picked it up by the way."

Little and no doubt about him, nodded, handed it to Lan'er, and told him, "Be careful..."

Lan'er knocked on the door carefully:

"Greeling charcoal..."

"Come in..." The sound of snow frost.

Lan'er pushed the door in, changing the charcoal fire outside, and carefully looked into the inner room. Han Yue leaned against **, and Xue Shuang sat next to her, holding some paper in their hands, as if they were discussing something.

"Lord of the palace, Lord..."

Lan'er boldly broke in, and both of them were shocked.

"What's the matter with you?"

Snow frost asked coldly.

Lan Er boldly took two steps forward, knelt in front of them, and took out the jade pendant:

"Lord, the prince outside the door asked me to give it to you. He has been standing outside for more than two hours. He said that he is waiting for you and will meet you anyway..."

Xue Shuang's face was cold and stared at Lan'er. Lan'er's eyes were cold and full of fear. She handed over the jade pendant in Lan'er's hand to Han Yue.

"Okay, thank you. Go out."

Hanyue's eyes fell on the jade pendant, and her face was gentle. She slowly stood up, but moved slightly. The wound on her body was in severe pain. Her chest suddenly tossed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Lord... Don't move, what are you going to do?"

Snow Frost asked doubtfully.

"Call him in... I'm afraid it's the last time I see him..."

Han Yue said lightly, not sad or resentful.