In November, the frost inside and outside the capital is full of branches, and the cold in the morning and evening makes people shiver.

Feng Jiwen rarely goes out recently, and she stays at home to resist the cold.

In her previous life, as a southerner who had never even seen snow, her concept of cold was just a coat before, but now that she was in Beijing hundreds of years ago, she could personally experience the despair of feeling the cold drilling straight into her bones even if she was wearing cotton clothes.

Half a month ago, after the official start of winter, she was determined to be physically strong, but she couldn't help but be shaken in the face of the cold on her face.

Not only because of the cold wind in winter, it was difficult for her to have the courage to go out, but also because her whole face felt tight and stinging when she went back to the room to wash, and even showed signs of peeling.

In order not to add two pieces of eye-catching and festive plateau red to her face, Feng Jiwen obeyed Concubine Guo's advice and temporarily gave up her morning run.

But the habit that she had maintained for several months suddenly interrupted made her extremely uncomfortable, so recently, Feng Jiwen's daily routine in addition to pressing her legs and splitting in the room, she would also choose to go to Feng's martial arts training ground when the weather was warm, and practice riding and archery with Feng Shuzhi.

She has a foundation in sports, her body is better than the average girl, and she is not hypocritical, but Ji Yingming likes it very much, so she coaxed her to play from the beginning, and was willing to teach her some real kung fu sincerely.

Feng Shuzhi was not very welcome, the little face was always rigid, and he treated Feng Jiwen coldly, and refused to say more than half a sentence.

Feng Jiwen didn't care, she still came over from time to time, and occasionally teased him, but she wishfully called her name to inspire Feng Shuzhi, but she was used as a bad joke by the little boy, and often clenched her teeth angrily, which shortened the belated tooth replacement period a lot.

On this day, the cold wind outside the house was blowing, and Feng Jiwen, who had not been able to adapt to the northern climate for a long time, had no courage to go out, and Feng Shuzhi on the side of the martial arts training field was glad that he finally had a day of tranquility, but at the same time, he couldn't help but quietly think: In the past, people who had to go out to join in the fun despite the heavy snow, why are they suddenly afraid of the cold now? Could it be that he fell into the moat during the Qixi Festival and injured the bottom of his body by the cold?

But...... What the hell is going on?

The little boy on horseback shook his head in annoyance, as if he wanted to get these undue idle thoughts out of his head.

The sky was gloomy, and the cold wind from time to time rolled up and lowered a few fallen leaves in the courtyard that could not be swept away.

Because Feng Jiwen is particularly afraid of the cold, so just in November, the Tang courtyard lit a stove, and even the earth dragon was burned, the door was closed, and the window only left a thin slit to ventilate the house, which was as warm as late spring.

Feng Jiwen was sitting on the warm kang by the window, looking at the letter sent by Ziyun.

Ziyun, who has lived in Guangdong for many years, is far more dazed than her in the face of the winter in the capital, and she can't believe that there is such a cold store in the world.

In the past letters between the two, they were nothing more than talking about the new things they had heard, but Ziyun was more like to complain, saying that she was bored at home and had to endure the arrangement of her parents, but if she went out to avoid it every day, she lacked the courage to be cold, which made her very helpless.

But today, in addition to her routine complaints, she reminded Feng Jiwen at the end of her words that tomorrow is the Xiangshan Fenghui, asking her to remember to keep her promise to go with her, and she will not be seen in front of the Xiangshan Garden.

According to the information Feng Jiwen got from Xiaoxian, it can be known that this Xiangshan Fenghui was originally a gathering of friends initiated by Yuan Mei after he retired and was bored, but it was just a very ordinary gathering of literati and scholars to appreciate the scenery and discuss poetry.

But later, because Yuan Mei accepted disciples and mostly female disciples, and with the disciples who handed over the party to his subordinates to take turns to preside, it turned into a grand event where talented and beautiful people gathered inside and outside Beijing.

Feng Jiwen in the past is one of them.

But now Feng Jiwen listened to the wind outside the window, but she was hesitating whether to reply to Ziyun and find an excuse to excuse herself.

Just when Feng Jiwen was hesitating between breaking her promise and being frozen, she heard that the maid came to Feng Yinglian and came back from outside, asking her to go to the study and talk to her about something.

The old man's order did not dare to disobey, Feng Jiwen only wrapped her cloak tightly and left the Tang Courtyard.

There was no dragon to burn in the study room that was carved out separately, and the brazier was obviously just burning, Feng Jiwen stepped in, only feeling that it was not much warmer than the outside.

Fortunately, as soon as he came in, he was stuffed with a cup of freshly brewed hot tea into his hand by the maid to warm his hands.

"Grandfather came back early today. Feng Jiwen sat down, looked at Ying Lian and asked, "What do you have to tell me?"

After two months of getting along, the grandparents and grandchildren have become closer and closer, and in the absence of outsiders, there is no need for that set of false etiquette, and there has always been something to say.

Feng Yinglian took a sip of hot tea, then said to his granddaughter with a smile: "I will rest tomorrow, it happens to be Zicai's Xiangshan Fenghui, if you have nothing to do, you can go with me." ”

Fang was still thinking about whether to go in the room, but when she suddenly heard her grandfather also mention the Xiangshan Fenghui, Feng Jiwen couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.

"You don't go out often these days, and the contacts with the ladies in Beijing are becoming more and more estranged, and there are no sisters in the house, you are lonely, if you take advantage of this to make a few friends and confidants, it is also a good thing. Feng Yinglian persuaded.

Seeing the old man's expression of being afraid that he would be sick, Feng Jiwen was not easy to refuse in the end, and thought that if he didn't go to Ziyun, he would be more or less displeased, so he nodded and agreed.

It's just that after returning to Tang Courtyard, after she mentioned the matter to Qin Yan casually, seeing that Qin Yan immediately began to instruct the maids to prepare tomorrow's clothes and jewelry for her, as well as various arrangements, Feng Jiwen couldn't help but be at a loss.

Qin Yan even began to tell Xiaocha to go out of the house to buy new rouge for her, she doesn't use these things often these days, and it is said that the ones she bought before can't keep up with the trend......

After ordering the things to be bought, Qin Yan took a set of new clothes handed by Xiaoxian that she hadn't worn much and compared them with Feng Jiwen.

"The girl has lost some weight again, and it doesn't fit anymore, so take it and let Mrs. Feng change her waist by half a finger, and she will send it back tonight. Qin Yan neatly folded her clothes and handed them to Xiaoxian.

"Qin Yan, I'm just going to go out for a trip?" Feng Jiwen was already a little confused.

She heard the concubine say all kinds of open and secret battles in Beijing, but this is too much, right?

However, I heard Qin Yan say: "Naturally, it is because the girl needs to be so cautious when she wants to go out - especially in this case, you must be more cautious, you must know that this impression in the eyes of outsiders has never been the background behind the girl, but the girl herself." ”

At first, Feng Jiwen didn't think there was anything, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, she couldn't help but be stunned.

What is the impression at first glance?

Seeing that she was stunned, Qin Yan sighed, pulled her into the inner room, avoided the maids, and whispered, "Do you know what the girl is going to do tomorrow?"

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PS: Cough, the chapter name seems to be a little early, it can only be regarded as a warm-up~ In addition, thank you for the peach blossom fan rewarded by the little confusion! There is also the sachet rewarded by Gantang! Bow at 90 degrees plus Mo Mo Da~ Haha