It snowed all day and all night, the fog was thick, and it was so cold that it turned into frost.

Zhou Yiliu arrived in style. The waistline of her clothes was slightly higher, making her look curvy, but in such weather, it looked a little thin.

Sun Huai raised his head to look at her and lowered his eyelids.

"Eunuch Sun, did the prince of the county ask Guard Duan to tell me that he wanted to see me?"

Zhou Yiliu's voice was cautious and full of uncertainty, looking like a flower blooming on the edge of a cliff, timid in the mountain wind.

Sun Huai raised his eyebrows and responded with a smile: "Look what Madam Xiao Zhou said? If I don't speak, how can we dare to talk nonsense? Madam, please, I am waiting for you inside."

Zhou Yiliu's steps were hesitant and hesitant.

Sun Huai opened the curtain for her, "Master, Mrs. Zhou is here."

Fu Jiuqu was sitting by the wooden window, as motionless as an old monk in trance. He turned his head when he heard Zhou Yiliu's footsteps, glanced at him coldly, and laughed.

"Take off your shirt."

Sun Huai was stunned.

Zhou Yiliu also changed his expression, turned around and glanced at Sun Huai, his cheeks suddenly turned red.

"Prince..."

Fu Jiuqu looked her up and down, "Not everyone looks good dressed like her, but you are worthy of it?"

Zhou Yiliu's pretty face turned from red to white, and the color immediately faded away.

This dress was made by Zhou Yi and Liu Xin. She originally wanted to wear it for him in autumn, but no one saw it.

When making clothes, she used some caution and found the same ready-to-wear shop where Xin Yi made clothes. The style was the design Xin Yi had told her master, and the color matching and fabric were the same as Xin Yi's habits.

Compared with the elegant clothes of Song women, Xin Yi's clothes have always been bright and bold, but the styles are more concise, making it easier for women to do things. Zhou Yiliu tried it on once and had to admit that Mrs. Zhang's improved clothes were very comfortable.

She thought Fu Jiuqu would like it, so she put it on specially when she came to Quge today despite the cold.

Unexpectedly, I was humiliated by him as soon as I entered the door...

"Prince." Zhou Yiliu crossed his arms and lowered his head, "My servant's clothes are thin and cold."

Fu Jiuqu smiled, and the soft sound was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, more like a soft knife cutting out flesh, silently.

"Then go back and get dressed before you come back."

Zhou Yiliu's heart trembled, his body froze, and his fingers clenched silently.

In the years she had known Fu Jiuqu, Prince Guangling had never liked her, but because she was close to the eldest princess, Fu Jiuqu was distant and polite to her most of the time, and would never insult her so bluntly...

…

Moreover, Linqu Pavilion seems to be different from before.

Zhou Yiliu remembers that when he first came to Quge, the biggest feeling he felt was comfort.

From the cloister to the palace, the fragrance was lingering and the flowers were blooming. The prince was not a romantic man, but he was full of romantic elegance. Her heart was struck with excitement at the first sight, and she wished she could live here forever and stay with her lover...

Nowadays, Linqu Pavilion also incense-scented and planted flowers, but the fragrance was so strong that it made her dizzy. The pale man in front of her, with an unattainable beauty and a layer of unfathomable hatred, made her at a loss.

Zhou Yiliu burst into tears almost instantly.

But she did not go back. Instead, she took off her coat with trembling hands, and stood shivering in front of Fu Jiuqu wearing only a moon-white middle coat, with a look of bitterness and misery.

"Your Majesty, please take off your maid."

Fu Jiuqu looked at it with an indifferent expression and raised his finger.

Sun Huai sighed secretly, shook his head and retreated, closing the door.

Zhou Yiliu swallowed nervously, looking at Fu Jiuqu's cold appearance, guessing what he was thinking, and the fire in his heart started to burn again...

Fu Jiuqu was imprisoned in Linqu Pavilion for nearly a year.

It is inevitable for a man to have desires. Even if he is not flirtatious with women, he is still a man in his twenties. If he does not want to see Zhou Yiliu, it will not change the fact that she is a beautiful woman...

Could it be that the prince of the county asked her to come and sleep with him?

Zhou Yiliu's heart was beating wildly. The moment Sun Huai closed the door, he couldn't help but walked slowly towards Fu Jiuqu, and said indifferently:

"No matter what Master Jiu wants, I will give it to you."

"Really?" Fu Jiuqu smiled softly and narrowed his eyes at Zhou Yiliu.

There was a heater in the room, and Zhou Yiliu was not shivering from the cold, but he was trembling in his eyes like he was looking at goods, and his teeth were chattering.

"Yes... I am willing to do anything for the prince."

"Very good." Fu Jiuqu's cold voice contained a hint of a smile, but his face remained motionless, so cold that there was no hint of a smile.

"Look at this."

Zhou Yiliu was stunned.

Fu Jiuqu's fingers are very beautiful. It is said that beauty is in the bones rather than in the skin. This is the most slender and well-proportioned man's hand Zhou Yiliu has ever seen. The emerald green fingers on the knuckles are a bit bright red, which stands out against his fair skin.

, more delicate and charming... qδ

Zhou Yiliu followed the movement of the knuckles like a fascination, and his eyes finally saw the cold golden paper Fu Jiuqu placed on the table.

There is a golden doll painted on the cold gold paper.

"Have you seen it?" Fu Jiuqu's voice was cold and condescending.

Zhou Yiliu stared blankly at the golden doll, not daring to raise his head or face Fu Jiuqu's knife-like gaze.

"Don't lie. I don't know anything about the little tricks you guys are doing behind the scenes."

Fu Jiuqu stood up lazily and walked elegantly in front of Zhou Yiliu. He had long hair and was dressed in white, like an orchid on a curved water stone. He was extremely elegant yet chilly.

"If there's even one false word, I'll cut off one of your fingers. If there's even one false word, there's no need for your tongue."

"County, Prince..."

Zhou Yiliu lowered his eyes, "Mistress, maid..."

"My patience is limited." Fu Jiuqu sat lazily on the lounge chair by the fire, like a lazy cat, with a cold look of impatience in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"Do you really think you can hide it? Nong Zhigao is not dead, he is still alive."

Zhou Yiliu clenched the corners of her clothes with her fingers and shook her head nervously, "My maid has seen the little golden doll, but I don't know about Nong Zhigao..."

Fu Jiuqu chuckled, "Didn't Zhang Xun tell you that he colluded with Nong Zhigao to kill the crown prince of Dali, and then used the golden doll as a basis to gain the trust of officials and get promoted and make a fortune?"

Zhou Yiliu couldn't stop trembling.

"Your Majesty, your maid...you really don't know this."

Fu Jiuqu half-closed his eyes, "Then tell me the story of the golden doll."

Zhou Yiliu bit his lower lip and wanted to shake his head, but when he came into contact with Fu Jiuqu's cold eyes, he swallowed his words.

"I saw that golden doll on Madam Zhang..."

"I'm not asking you that." Fu Jiuqu's cold face suddenly turned violent.

Zhou Yiliu could clearly feel the influence of the words "Ms. Zhang" on Fu Jiuqu. His heart felt miserable and his eyelids drooped lightly.

"My maid has seen that golden doll before...at my sister's place."

Fu Jiuqu raised his head and motioned for her to continue.

The window was open, a gust of cold wind blew in, and Zhou Yiliu's body trembled again.

She hugged herself, and her voice added a hint of resentment.

"My sister was pregnant before she married Zhang Xun, and the golden doll was the token left by Yi Nian and Er Nian's father... He said that he was a silk merchant from Xijing, who fell in love with her at first sight, and even wanted to go to her.

However, my sister had been waiting for him for a long time, but the man never came again. She was convinced and could not wait any longer... It happened that Zhang Du Yuhou also had a deep love for her, so she had to...

…marry someone else’s wife.”

Fu Jiuqu: "I don't like to listen to nonsense."

Zhou Yi Liu bit her lower lip, "That little golden doll was originally in Madam Zhang's body. I saw it when I was in Yuezhou... I somehow got it back by Zhang Xun and said that he would dedicate it to the noble..."

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