Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Pei Yuanzhang, will you let me go?

This idea was lingering like a nightmare. Now he is only a prince and can already control my life. What if he ascended the throne?

Is it that even after my death, the soul can't fly out of this Nine Palace.

When I think of it, I just feel like I'm caught in a net, and I can't get rid of the suffocation of being bound. I look up at the faint morning light through the window paper, but it's gray in front of me.

At this time, I turned around and found that the emperor did not know when he had woken up.

"Emperor, are you awake?"

I hurried in, he was still lying there, watching me motionlessly, his face still with a wooden expression, and I said carefully: "Are you going to drink water?"

He nodded slightly, and I hurried out and poured a cup of hot tea, holding it in his hand and let him take a few sips.

When he finished drinking, I wiped the corners of his mouth again with a handkerchief, and said carefully, "Long live, are you going to get up? The slaves serve you and wash?"

At this moment, he opened his mouth slowly, as if to say something. I hurriedly attached my ears, and I heard him say intermittently, "One time ... one time ... Tian Shuang ... Next"

Under the sky frost?

Isn't this an ancient poem? How could he say such a word for no reason?

I looked at him strangely, and he was still thinking repeatedly: "One time ... one time ... heaven ... under the frost ..."

I was puzzled, and was about to ask him what he meant. At this moment, I heard a rapid footsteps in the snow outside. Someone hurried over and stopped at the door. The door was pushed open.

Who is so bold!

I hurriedly got up and went out. When I opened the curtain, my eyes seemed to suddenly flash the poem-"One Day Under the Frost", where did I see it?

Just then, a familiar voice came from the front, interrupting my thoughts.

"Green baby!"

As soon as I looked up, I saw Pei Yuanfeng running in with Xuemo. When I turned to see me, my eyes suddenly turned on, and a happy smile floated on my childish handsome face. A few steps came to me. In front of me: "You, baby, you are really back!"

I also smiled slightly, and said, "His Royal Highness, slaves please High King Qi."

As he was about to salute, he grabbed my hand with a wish: "Don't come with me!"

Sure enough, it was the reckless child.

I smiled slightly and said, "His Royal Highness is like this, it's not good for the emperor to hear."

"Oh." Then he remembered and looked up: "Where is the father? Are you still asleep?"

"The emperor just woke up and still—"

I didn't finish talking. I had accompanied him in, but I didn't expect that the emperor closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Strange, why did he fall asleep so quickly, and he slept very well last night, and-just the poem, under the sky frost, what happened, is he ill, or-is it something else?

Pei Yuanfeng kept watching the bedside for a while, and a little worry slowly appeared on his face: "Father's body is really not as good as a year."

I asked carefully: "His Royal Highness, does the Emperor do this every winter?"

"Um." He nodded, and whispered, "But in the past, I haven't had such a bad spirit this year. I can't even say a word. I don't know what's going on in the hospital. It's been a long time since there was no way."

"Hey……"