A life of ups and downs is pure joy

Yinan Palace.

In the quiet and peaceful Qingzhu Courtyard, Xiao Yi lay quietly on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, as if he had entered an unfathomable dream.

This dream was so complicated that he was deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

In the dream, the figure that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar was gradually moving away from him.

Her steps were light and decisive, and every step seemed to step on Xiao Yi's heart, making him feel extremely painful.

The figure walked further and further away, becoming more and more blurred, but Xiao Yi could clearly feel her presence, as well as the fear and despair of losing her.

“Don’t go! Please don’t go…”

Xiao Yi shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the empty dreamland, carrying with it endless sorrow and regret.

However, no matter how hard he begged, the beautiful figure refused to turn around and look at him even once, but just walked towards the distance without hesitation.

Xiao Yi was extremely anxious. He moved his legs desperately, quickly chasing after the figure in front of him. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he kept shouting, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let you go. Come back! Huan'er, my good Huan'er."

But that beautiful figure was like a candle in the wind, flickering and elusive.

Just when Xiao Yi was about to catch up, the beautiful figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

At the same time, the originally clear scene was instantly shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face. Xiao Yi was immediately panicked. He anxiously wandered around in the fog, trying to find the missing figure.

"Husband..."

Just as Xiao Yi was sinking into despair, a gentle and melodious call came from the depths of the fog. This voice, like the sound of nature, instantly ignited the remaining flame of hope in Xiao Yi's heart.

“Huan’er!”

Xiao Yi looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that the disappeared figure miraculously appeared before his eyes again.

At this moment, her face was as beautiful as a flower, her eyes were as gentle as water, she was looking at him lovingly, with a playful and lovely smile on her face.

"Husband, come here quickly."

The woman opened her red lips slightly, spoke softly, and stretched out her slender, white jade-like hand towards the man.

"Huan'er, I'm here!"

Xiao Yi was overjoyed and rushed forward in two steps, wanting to tightly hold the hand that was extended to him.

"My dear husband, are you really willing to abandon your new wife and her unborn child just to be with Huan'er?"

Just as their fingertips were about to touch, the woman suddenly asked, her tone tinged with resentment and anger.

The woman's outstretched hand was trembling slightly, and she finally slowly retracted it.

Her pretty face was now shrouded in endless sorrow, tears glistening in her beautiful eyes as she stared quietly at the man in front of her.

"Huan'er, it's all my fault. I'm sorry for you... I really miss you! Let's take Jian'er to Luofeng and live there peacefully. We won't be separated anymore, okay?"

The man's face was filled with pain and regret, and his voice was choked, as if every word was filled with deep longing and self-blame.

However, the woman did not respond to him, but turned and left silently.

The man was extremely anxious when he saw this. He quickly reached out to grab her and kept shouting, "Huan'er, Huan'er, don't go! Don't leave me!"

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the woman from leaving.

A thick smoke rolled in, instantly engulfing the two men. When the smoke gradually dissipated, only the man was left standing alone on the towering Dugu Cliff, looking extremely lonely and desolate.

Inside the house, Fairy Tao, who was sitting beside the bed and giving acupuncture to Xiao Yi, stared intently at the man who had his eyes closed and kept muttering nonsense. A look of helplessness appeared on her face, and she shook her head gently and sighed.

"Alas, what a fool! With such deep feelings, I'm afraid he won't live long..."

Inside the Hehuan Hall of the Great Yan Imperial Palace, a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere reigned. Sunlight filtered through the carved window lattices, casting patches of golden light and shadow on the ground.

Gong Heyu sat at his desk, intently flipping through a mountain of documents. Sometimes he frowned, pondering the questions; sometimes he wrote furiously, circling important information.

However, whenever he raised his head, his eyes would involuntarily fall on the soft couch not far away.

Su Jin was lying quietly on the bed, holding a book in her hands, but she had obviously fallen asleep. Her hair fell like a waterfall at her side, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings.

The sunlight gently caressed her delicate face and exquisite body, as if covering her with a layer of soft golden gauze.

Gong Heyu looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he murmured softly: "It's still the same as when I was a child, I fall asleep as soon as I touch a book."

When I recall the little moments I spent with her during my childhood, a warm feeling wells up in my heart.

It was winter, and although the warm sun wasn't as scorching as in summer, it was still just the right temperature to make people feel incredibly comfortable. It gently fell on the woman's body, outlining her graceful curves.

Especially when the palace maid Wan Dong thoughtfully and carefully covered Su Jin with the blanket made of thick bear skin, the warmth made her sink even deeper into her sleep.

Su Jin was in a dream, unaware that she was soundly asleep. She subconsciously believed that what she saw was the real world, and continued to immerse herself in that beautiful fantasy.

Perhaps in her dream, she was strolling in a garden full of flowers, or watching the sunset hand in hand with her beloved...

However, the truth was that she was falling continuously, as if she had fallen into a bottomless black hole. At this moment, she was wearing her favorite SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas, the bright yellow and blue interwoven together, which was particularly eye-catching in the endless darkness.

This bottomless pit stretched on and on, with no end in sight. Just when her heart was about to jump out of her throat, the whole world suddenly stopped falling.

The originally pitch-black environment around him began to change slowly, gradually transitioning from darkness to a light pink dusk sky.

Su Jin felt extremely sleepy and weak. She opened her eyes with difficulty. Even this action, which was natural in normal times, became extremely difficult at this moment.

She tried her best to sit up, but found that her body seemed to have lost all strength. It was soft and she couldn't move at all.

As her vision blurred, she vaguely saw several little girls running towards her in panic.

"Girl, the wind is very strong here in the corridor. Let's go back to the house and rest."

Just as Su Jin was trying to see the face of the person in front of him, a familiar voice called out to his ears again.

When she slowly opened her eyes again, the deep feeling of fatigue she had felt before instantly disappeared.

What she saw was the familiar face of Late Winter. She smiled and spoke softly.

"Princess, the Queen is here."