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Chapter 64: Did the Regent usurp the throne today (Extra)

Another winter snow falls.

The plain white snow covers the vermilion glazed tiles, stretching under the dim and gray sky. Even the red plum blossoms are covered with a thin layer of snow, giving them a bright color.

A carriage slowly drove into the palace and stopped at the middle gate.

The car curtain was opened, and a pretty girl jumped out, urging with a soft voice: "Mother, hurry up."

Feng Yuan also stepped on the shaft and got out of the car. Seeing the little girl running towards Chenji Palace one foot at a time, her eyelids couldn't help but twitch: "Anle, slow down, be careful not to fall."

The guards only glanced at them, and did not check much about Princess Changle who often entered the palace, and let them go easily.

"Grandpa," the little girl's voice was soft and childish. She ran into the Chenji Palace, threw herself into the arms of the upright man, and greeted her warmly, "I miss you so much."

Nie Xuecheng caught the little girl and looked at her with a smile: "Anle is getting more and more beautiful as she grows."

When she was suddenly praised, the little girl smiled like a sunflower: "Aunt Xiangyu often said that too."

Nie Xuecheng's movements were almost undetectable.

Ten years.

It has been ten years since Feng Jige passed away.

Xiangyu was disheartened by this incident and left the palace not long after. According to Jige's last words, she chose a man she liked and married him. After Anle was born, she returned to the princess mansion to help take care of Anle.

"Uncle." Feng Yuan slowly walked into Chenji Palace and saluted respectfully.

Nie Xuecheng waved his hand casually and started talking with Feng Yuan.

With no adults around to discipline her, Anle led a group of palace maids and slipped out for a walk in excitement.

Afraid that Feng Yuan would be anxious if he couldn't find anyone later, Anle didn't dare to go too far and went to the side hall of Chenji Palace.

"Your Highness," the palace maid stopped Anle anxiously: "You can't enter here."

Everyone knows that the side hall of Chenji Palace is a forbidden area in the palace. The new emperor has never allowed others to enter. Occasionally, a palace maid who does not believe in evil attempts to break in and turns into a corpse.

But An Le and the others couldn't offend easily. The new emperor had kept his harem empty and had no heirs. There was only one princess in this generation, An Le, who was deeply favored by Nie Xuecheng and was everyone's default heir apparent.

"I want to go in." Seeing that the palace maid still wanted to stop him, Anle showed the momentum that a princess should have, and it didn't take long before he successfully entered the side hall.

She has been curious about this place for a long time.

Unfortunately, Anle was disappointed that there was nothing special about the side hall.

On the shelf, there is an old red fox lantern and a faded green bead mask that appear to have been eroded by time.

There are still a lot of sawdust on the ground, and there are unfinished paintings on the table.

Anle was curious and wanted to get closer to take a look, when she suddenly heard a cold male voice: "Don't move."

As soon as An Le turned his head, he was immediately frightened by Nie Xuecheng standing at the door with his hands behind his back: "Emperor...uncle."

She saw her mother looking at her worriedly.

Wuwuwu, did she see something she shouldn't have seen? The emperor's uncle and grandpa wouldn't kill her like what the storybook said.

Anle was frightened by her own brain supply, so when Nie Xuecheng reached out to touch her head, the little girl sat down on the ground and stammered: "Uncle, I didn't see anything."

Those phoenix eyes that resembled Ji Ge looked at him in horror with tears in their eyes.

Nie Xuecheng's heart suddenly softened.

Heredity is really a wonderful thing.

An Lesheng looked very much like her long-dead aunt, especially her narrow and beautiful eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Nie Xuecheng picked her up and his tone suddenly became a little softer.

An Le was keenly aware of it, and realized that Nie Xuecheng didn't seem to be punishing her. The little girl became bolder again, and asked softly: "Uncle Grandpa, who is that painting?"

Nie Xuecheng lowered his head and said truthfully: "It's your aunt."

Aunt?

Anle's eyes rolled slightly, she naturally heard about her aunt, her mother said she was a very gentle person, but it was a pity that she was too weak and beautiful, so she did not live long.

Aunt Xiangyu would shed tears whenever she mentioned this aunt, so Anle didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The little girl curiously looked over and Nie Xuecheng hugged her a little closer.

I saw a very bright and beautiful girl in the scroll, wearing a crimson dress, breaking a branch of begonia and looking sideways, with a scorching face and a bright smile.

"Auntie is so beautiful." Anle exclaimed in a low voice.

"Yes." Nie Xuecheng looked dazed and replied in a low voice.

Not only the scrolls, Anle also cleverly discovered that there were many wooden figures with different expressions in Duobao but they were carved exactly the same. It seemed that they were also her aunt.

It seems that the relationship between the emperor's uncle and his aunt is very good.

The little girl was young and soon got tired of playing. She fell asleep and was held in Feng Yuan's arms.

Seeing that it was almost time to return home, Feng Yuan was about to say goodbye and leave, but hesitated the moment he turned around to leave. After thinking about it, he finally said: "Uncle Emperor, do you really not plan to have a queen? In the days to come.

It's still growing, and Sister Huang also hopes you live a good life."

"No need." Nie Xuecheng calmly declined her kindness: "I can live well alone."

Feng Yuan had no idea and stayed for a while before leaving the palace.

Nie Xuecheng stroked the wooden figure in the Duobaoge and sighed slowly.

Zhang Dongshan is old and has retired to his hometown five years ago. He passed away a year ago. According to what Ji Ge said, he trusts and trusts him unreservedly and is willing to take more care of the wind.

As a result, there were some rumors in the court, saying that he was unwilling to enrich the harem because he had an affair with the eldest princess Changle, and he swore that Hu Anle was his and Feng Yuan's child.

Such words disappeared after Nie Xuecheng became angry and reorganized the court.

At least I can't hear it clearly.

"Xixi," the man said softly: "I planted many crabapples you like in the imperial garden. Xiangyu got married and Feng Yuan also had a child. I have lived a good life according to what you said, so when will you be willing to

Come and see me in your dreams."

The wind and snow passed by empty, the room was cold, and no one answered him.

Nie Xuecheng recalled in a daze that that year when he went to Longxi, he happily broke off a branch of spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and secretly carried it in an envelope, silently telling his unspoken thoughts, but there would be no response.

And that bright and slender girl stood in the dazzling river of stars, holding a lantern and looking at him with a smile, her voice was clear and clear.

After all, it rots in the old years.

Everyone is moving forward non-stop, but he is the only one who has been stuck in the same place all his life, guarding the memories that have been abandoned, waiting for someone who can never come back.

Fortunately, life is short and fleeting.

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