In winter, the first snow fell, and the imperial city was covered by a miserable white.

The white lantern at the entrance of the General's Mansion has been hanging for half a year, shaky, and even more infiltrating at night.

But without the permission of the general, who would dare to take it off.

Xiyuan is the most desolate and secluded place in the General's Mansion. No one came to sweep the snow on the ground, and when I stepped into the snow, I had to soak my shoes and socks. The trees were full of snow, and occasionally a strong wind would blow down a lot, and it would be impossible to smash your head.

If there is still a little popularity in this West Garden, I am afraid that it is the small kitchen of this West Garden, the door is ajar, and the steaming brain is drilled out.

"It's getting colder and colder. Cui'er was holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand, and she knocked them one by one.

"It's icy and snowy, where is this Xiyuan where people stay. The cook went over, took two melon seeds from Cui'er's hand, and complained in her mouth, "If it weren't for that cousin, where would we have to suffer this." ”

"Phew," Cui'er spat out the skin of melon seeds, "She's a shameless vixen, she came in by relying on the relationship of the princess of the county, and it doesn't matter if she was thrown to Xiyuan by the general, and she wants us to accompany her to suffer." ”

"That's it. The cook nodded in agreement.

The fox spirit stood at the door, a little embarrassed.

Shen Chuchu waited in the house for Cui'er to change the pot of hot tea for her, and she waited for half an hour with a dry mouth and didn't see a figure, so she could only come to the small kitchen to find hot tea by herself.

This is not a coincidence.

Shen Chuchu thought about it, but decided to endure it first, otherwise everyone would be embarrassed if he pushed the door in. Who knew that before she could turn her head and leave, Cui'er was grabbing a handful of melon seed skins and throwing them out.

The four eyes are facing each other, and they are extremely embarrassed.

"Ginger...... Miss Jiang. Cui'er's face turned white, and she stammered a little when she spoke, "You...... Why are you here?"

"I just came. Shen Chuchu waved his hand, looking like he hadn't heard anything, "I saw that you haven't gone back yet, so I thought something had happened to you." ”

"That's the case...... Cui'er smiled awkwardly, "It's the slave maid who is delayed, this is cold and snowy, the slave maid will help the girl back." ”

Shen Chuchu licked his chapped lips and nodded.

God is pitiful, how did this Jiang Chu mess up so miserably! Shen Chuchu deeply reflected on himself, whether his attitude towards Jiang Chu before his death was too bad, and there was such a retribution.

After all, who would have thought that the general's wife, who was killed by the assassin half a year ago, would come back from the dead to the body of this cousin Jiang Chu.

Shen Chuchu can be regarded as unlucky, she has only been married to the general Fu Heng for half a month, and she hasn't seen her a few times, so she inexplicably ran out of a general's cousin.

Jiang Chu was crying and kneeling in front of her at that time, saying what he was talking about for marriage, what was willing to be small, Shen Chuchu's head was dizzy, and he rushed out with a whip to settle accounts with Fu Heng. Who knows, on the way, I don't know where a group of assassins came out.

The general's wife for half a month finally became a fool.

What's even more bizarre is that Shen Chuchu actually came back to Jiang Chu from the dead, yesterday she woke up in a daze, startled, and asked the maid Cui'er next to her, only to know that her original body had been dead for half a year.

In the past six months, Jiang Chu relied on the relationship of the princess of the county to live in the general's mansion smoothly, and it was rumored that she was the general's stepwife.

Shen Chuchu sneered.

Oh, what a pair of dog men and women!

Shen Chuchu has been in this Xiyuan for almost four or five days, and the daily charcoal fire is not enough, the food is not enough, and it is difficult to drink a sip of hot tea.

It really doesn't get worse than her.

"When does our Xiyuan fall locked every day?" Shen Chuchu lowered his head and rummaged through the jewelry box, as if he opened his mouth inadvertently.

Cui'er looked at her with some curiosity, "Xiyuan hasn't been locked up for a while, the girl doesn't know?"

"Ah...... It's that I forgot. Shen Chuchu changed the topic with a haha.

For the past two days, she has been planning how to enter her former main house. Shen Chuchu had a jade pendant that she had with her before, which was left to her by her mother.

Shen Chuchu wanted to go back to his house to take a look, if he was buried with his original body, it would be fine, if not, it was better to get it back, after all, it was a thought.

"It's getting late, so let the slave wait for the girl to go to bed." ”

"You don't need to serve, you go down first. Shen Chuchu looked understanding, "You go back and rest early." ”

Cui'er glanced at her suspiciously, feeling that this girl was weird today, but she didn't say anything, and went down after being blessed.

Shen Chuchu watched the lights in Cui'er's house go out before he started to move.

She took out a set of maidservants' clothes from the cupboard and changed them into, which she had secretly stolen from Cui'er's house the day before yesterday. Afraid of being discovered, Shen Chuchu didn't even dare to take the lantern, so he tiptoed out while it was dark.

What kind of world, going back to his own house is like being a thief!

Shen Chuchu was worried all the way, sticking to the root of the wall and walking briskly with his head bowed all the way, eager to merge himself with the night.

Luckily, I didn't meet the little guy who patrolled the night.

I don't know why this West Garden is so remote, Shen Chuchu's feet were numb when he walked before he touched the door of the main house.

She half-crouched in the doorway, and looked through the crack in the door, and it was pitch black.

Also, she has been dead for half a year, how can there be a servant girl keeping vigil. Shen Chuchu thought rather melancholy, if it was really a person who went to tea and cooled.

After some sadness, Shen Chuchu quietly pushed open the door and walked in cautiously.

The room was very dim, and I didn't know what was going on tonight, not even the moon, and for a while, Shen Chuchu was a little confused.

But out of the way!

Shen Chuchu took out a piece of fire fold from his arms, wiped it twice, and made a flame, and by the light of the fire, he could barely see the room clearly.

There was a rattle on a rosewood shelf, which was given to her by the ninth princess when she got married, saying that she would give it to her child in advance. There was a string of beads hanging down, on which fell pearl rubies and a bunch of good-looking beads that Shen Chuchu had picked up on the street. On the table, there is also a thick book of poems.

Obviously, with Shen Chuchu's style, he will not read these sour poems.

But Fu Heng likes it.

In order to have more to say to Fu Heng, Shen Chuchu ordered someone to go out and buy a bunch of poetry books, forcing himself to read some every day.

In the past, I didn't care so much about accompanying the princess to study in the palace.

Every inch and every corner of the house was exactly the same as the day she left, unchanged.

As if she hadn't left.

Not only was he not moved, but Shen Chuchu also scolded Fu Heng over and over again in his heart.

Dog man

Shen Chuchu gritted his teeth, he didn't expect Fu Heng to be so ruthless, he didn't even come to feel sorry for her when she died, looking at the ashes on this table, no one had come here for half a year!

Just when Shen Chuchu cursed Fu Heng in her heart with her lifelong learning, a "creaking" sound came from the door push.

Shen Chuchu was so frightened that he hurriedly blew out the fire fold in his hand, turned around and hid behind the curtain.

In the middle of the night, the creak of the door shutting was harsh.

After waiting for a long time and not hearing footsteps, Shen Chuchu just wanted to probe to take a look, only to feel that his neck was cold, and there was already a cold dagger on it.