The falling snow adds a bit of winter night whiteness to the lanterns on the street and the heads of the crowd, echoing the frozen red faces of the people on the street, which is somewhat cute.

At the dim light, Tang Xiaobai and Xuan Gui were walking towards the desolate outskirts of the city by stepping on the snow one deep and one shallow.

The hustle and bustle was soon left behind by the two, and the lights turned into starlight, the only bright palette under the dark curtain of night.

There are no stars and moons in the sky, and I can't see the accumulation of dark clouds clearly, only a drowsiness, only the mandarin duck lamp in Tang Xiaobai's hand persevers in this heavy dark night, constantly emitting a faint and warm light.

After walking for too long, the masks of the two were already covered with snow, covering the original image of the fierce and vicious ghost, and it became a little funny.

The two finally came to a well-dressed mound.

It is said to be a mound of clothes, but it looks more like a small earthen bag piled up randomly, and there is no tablet in front of it.

Tang Xiaobai walked behind with the lamp, only to find that someone had been here before them.

On the other side of the tomb, there was a mandarin duck lamp on the ground, which was shining brightly, and it was covered with a layer of snow, and it seemed that it had been sitting here for a while.

"Who would come to worship her in such weather?" Hyun Gyu wondered, looking at the faint light of the mandarin duck lamp going out and extinguishing, his expression was complicated.

And it's the one who knows that she likes mandarin duck lanterns.

Tang Xiaobai let out a sigh in his heart. He quickly placed the lamp in his hand next to the one on the ground.

The two lamps were side by side, and the other candle flame, which was already a little depressed, suddenly brightened a little brighter, adding a touch of warmth to the cold winter night.

"It's an old man. Tang Xiaobai replied.

One last glance at the two mandarin duck lanterns, his footsteps were hurried, and soon, as when he came, he and Hyun Gyu disappeared again in the vast snowy night.

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When Tang Xiaobai and Xuan Gui returned to the palace, Futian was still out and had not returned.

Now that it has passed the ugly time, the street is sparsely populated, and when he learns that Fukuda is still outside, Hyun Gyu is a little relieved to think about it, so he has to turn back to the light market to look for him again.

Nansui has not yet rested.

Knowing that Nansui was injured and inconvenient to go out, Jing Yu ordered people to hang colorful lanterns in the palace, one by one, with a variety of complicated styles, although it was not as large as the volume on the street outside, but it was more delicate than the lanterns outside.

Nansui was wrapped like a ball and nested on the chaise longue, sitting quietly under the eaves and watching the snow fall. There is a maid around who is busy making a stove, and warm tea is boiling on the stove.

Looking at this picture from a distance, Nansui no longer looks like an immortal cultivator, but more like a delicate lady from a rich family.

Da Yuan'er listened to the sound and knew that Tang Xiaobai was back, which made Nansui, who was originally a little drowsy, instantly cheer up, and hurriedly asked the maid to move another chair to come over and be with her, and the two of them could watch the snow together.

dismissed the people around him, and the two people sitting side by side were silent for a while before they heard Nan Sui speak, "Now that the disaster in Xuanzhou has subsided, is it time to leave again?"

Tang Xiaobai sighed, a little emotional.

They all knew that this time they were on their journey, and Jing Yu, who had already become an emperor, would not be able to walk together again.

Nansui was silent for a long time, and then spoke again, a little in a trance, "Xiaobai, I ......"

She anxiously picked at the fur covering her front and lowered her head, "I... The arm is not well yet. ”

Tang Xiaobai hummed again, gently comforting her, "Don't worry, I'll find a way to restore your arm." ”

After all, Nan Sui's injury was for her, how could she abandon Nan Sui because she was injured.

Nansui bit her lower lip, seemed to be a little lost, and let out a sullen sound.

After holding back for a long time, he raised his head again, "Xiaobai, I'...... I think I'm going to hold you back. ”

She focused and carefully analyzed to Tang Xiaobai, "You see, my skills are very weak, I can't even use the sword, and now I can't even lift the sword, I thought about it, maybe I really shouldn't ......"

"Nansui. Tang Xiaobai interrupted her and shook her head disapprovingly, "Don't be presumptuous." ”

"Huh?" Nansui was stunned.

"As I said, you're talented, you're just too lazy. So don't worry about holding us back, as long as you can practice seriously after this injury, I believe that your cultivation will definitely make a breakthrough in the future. ”

Nansui suddenly felt that the cold wind was blowing at this time, and her head hurt a little. "But...... I'm going to cultivate for a long time, and your time ......"

"It doesn't matter. Tang Xiaobai smiled, it turned out that Nansui was worried about this matter, "I can wait for you to recover, it doesn't matter." ”

“......”

Nansui's expression was a little tangled, "Little white ......"

She... That's not what it means.

But how did she express to Xiaobai that she wanted to stay.

Nansui was a little deflated, and before he could think of a good explanation, he simply continued to sit in the chair and watch the snow without saying a word.

After a long time, he found that Nan Sui had not spoken again, and Tang Xiaobai realized that her emotions seemed to be a little wrong, and turned her head, "What's wrong with you?"

Nansui lowered her eyes, thought about it, and simply said bluntly.

"Xiaobai, do you remember what we said before, that topic about your favorites?"

She said, "I said at the time that after liking someone, I probably want to be with each other forever." ”

Nansui was mentally prepared, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "I like Jingyu, so, I want to be with him forever!"

When she finally finished speaking, the anxiety in her heart was still spreading.

Nansui closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at Xiaobai's expression, and after a long time, he found that Tang Xiaobai had been silent and silent, and finally couldn't help but secretly raise his eyes to look.

Tang Xiaobai's expression was serious and thoughtful.

But it seems to ...... Not angry?

Nansui called her cautiously, "Xiaobai?"

Tang Xiaobai came back to his senses, but he still didn't understand the specifics, and repeated the confirmation, "Do you want to stay, is it for Jing Yu?"

Nan Sui nodded hurriedly, sniffed, pitiful, "Are you going to be angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Tang Xiaobai was curious and serious.

Nansui pondered for a while, "Don't you think I'm heavy on color and light on friends?"

Reflecting again, Xiaobai may not know what it means to be heavy on color and light on friends, and sighed, "People always have to make a trade-off." ”

"Yes. Tang Xiaobai smiled relievedly and nodded briskly, "Then stay and I'll write to you." ”

Nan Sui's eyes flashed with tears, and she reached out to hold Xiaobai, "I will definitely go to you in the future." ”

"Okay, that's a deal. She responded seriously to the promise.

The two girls under the porch looked at each other and smiled, lay side by side on the chaise longue, raised their heads again, and watched the snow fall in the sky together.

The winter night is long, the lights are not shining, and the joy is late. In the palace of the king of Jin, still, there is no intention of sleeping.