Winter has arrived, the wind is rising, and the snow is drifting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the Jiangyue Building, the elegant room on the third floor has added a newly cast stove, the felt is paved on the ground, the seat is paved with a bright color of fluff cushions, the copper kettle holds the champion red in the Yin Yin charcoal fire and bakes out the aroma, the intoxicating fragrance is soaked into the nose, the weather is cold, and here is not cold, several young sons here have taken off their robes, draped in brocade robes, or sit or lie down, staggered, chanting and stopping, laughing endlessly, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the white paper and ink on the ground are not dry.

She was wearing a white cloak, silver overlapping cloud patterns, fox fur piping, dragged straight to the ground, long and jade, slowly walked to the window, stretched out her hand to pull out the window owl, the cold wind then rolled the snow to the face, the people in the house shouted cold, and she just smiled outside the window was covered by the snow of the splendid Chang'an City, picked up a few snowflakes, turned around, gently blow, hand raised, the white flying flowers did not fall on the warm felt and dissolved.

She smiled at the people in the room, and said in a rough voice: "You said that you want to sing snow to compose poems, why are you afraid of getting cold? The falling snow is beautiful, but no matter how you chant and how you like it, the snow is cold......"

A son, Lang Lang, said with a smile: "Brother Jiang Xian will spare us, today I came to find Brother Xian to chant poetry to touch Brother Xian's talent, don't be sarcastic about us not being cold." ”

She shook her head and smiled, closed the window, picked up the handle of the copper kettle, went to refill them with wine, and said with a smile: "You guys, the poetry is a little worse, but you are good at drinking. ”

Another said: "Isn't it to take advantage of the face of the virtuous brother to give it cheaper?" They all laughed.

She poured wine and said, "I'm just a small guy in Jiang Yuelou, where do I get the face? ”

One of the people in the back was slightly drunk, slapped the table and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang Xian's face is so big! You have all heard about it, right? The young lady of Xiangguo's Mansion runs to this Jiangyue Tower every day, and she is very attentive to our Brother Jiang Xian! We are still looking forward to the examination and being promoted, but our Brother Jiang Xian may be able to enter the Xiangxiang Mansion and rise to the top! When Xiangguo's Chenglong fast son-in-law, this face is boundless!"

They all laughed, Jiang Xiange felt embarrassed in his heart, pretended to be pale and put a glass of wine in front of the man, muttering, "I only think you are jealous." ”

The man laughed even more happily, laughing drunkenly, while reaching out to touch her face, "Yes, of course I'm jealous, I just blame myself for not being as beautiful as Brother Jiang Xian, who can attract Miss Xiangfu's heart!"

Jiang Xiange opened his hand, didn't care about them, poured a round, the wine pot was empty, she went out to pass the wine, as soon as she went out, she saw a waiter in the door six gods spinning around, seeing her come out, only to breathe a sigh of relief said: "Jiang Gongzi, go upstairs, Miss Lu is waiting for you in the fourth floor in the jade house." ”

She couldn't, hesitated, handed the copper kettle to the waiter, carried the hem of her clothes, and walked quickly upstairs.

The door of Shuyuzhai is open, as soon as you arrive at the door, you will feel a chill, the cold wind passes through the door, you don't think about it, the upstairs layout has always been much more exquisite and comfortable than the below, this Shuyuzhai is specially used to entertain distinguished guests, there is no reason to be cold like this.

She looked up and saw that a window in front of the door was wide open, and it was from there that the cold wind blew in, carrying a flurry of snowflakes fluttering and dancing in the room, and swooping on people's faces.

In the middle of the house, one side sat directly facing the door, Jiang Xiange saw the figure sitting facing the window, wearing a crescent moon yellow brocade fox fur cloak with a felt hat, but he still looked thin with thin shoulders and a thin back, and a few strands of black hair hanging down on the brocade shirt behind him fluttered with the snow. Her back was always straight, her cloak hung down like a bird's tail, with her innate stubbornness and pride, and loneliness, and she sat silently in the snow.

Jiang Xiange knocked on the door frame, "Miss Lu." ”

Hearing this voice, she immediately turned her head, there were bright spots of light in her eyes, a few pieces of snow shook off the green silk on her forehead, and the corners of her lips were full of smiles, she looked at the "Jiang Xianzhu" who came over, and stood up on the edge of the table, "Jiang Xian......"

But because she sat cross-legged for too long, she didn't feel that her legs were a little numb, and she got up too quickly, and she was unstable and fell forward for a while, Jiang Xiange hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and she fell straight into Jiang Xiange's arms.

Lu Yuansi's originally cold cheeks immediately appeared with a burst of shameful crimson, Jiang Xiange hurriedly let go of her, turned her face away, almost showed her original voice, pulled her throat, and said, "Offended, please forgive me." ”

Lu Yuansi covered his hot cheeks with his cold hands and stammered, "It's okay, it's not ...... It's nothing...... Jiang Xian, I've been waiting for you for a long time......"

Jiang Xiange turned his head to look at her and asked, "Why don't you let the waiter inform you early?" and let the young lady wait for a long ......time."

She said: "Wait, it's nothing, I'm afraid of misleading you, and you're not an idler, I'm afraid of delaying you, making you think I'm very rude and unreasonable......" The more she said, the more embarrassed she became, so she said what was in her heart.

Jiang Xiange felt a burst of softness in his heart, is this still the arrogant Second Miss Lu? How could the eldest lady who reprimanded Gu Qingning in front of the Gu Mansion that day be so shy and tender in front of her?

She paused, pretended to be detached, and asked, "Miss Lu is here, what do you have to say?"

Lu Yuansi seemed to have become accustomed to her politeness and coldness, but appreciated this favor and was not surprised, and showed enthusiasm for her, happily pointed to the window, tugged at Jiang Xiange's cuffs, and said with a smile: "Jiang Xian, look! This snowflake is beautiful? I love Chang'an the most snow, I came to you to want you to accompany me to enjoy the snow." ”

As she spoke, she felt that her tone was almost a habitual order, so she hurriedly changed her voice, looked at Jiang Xiange cautiously, and added: "I mean, if you are free...... Can you stay with me for a while?" she gently shook Jiang Xiange's sleeve and pleaded, "Just for a while...... Or I can wait for you to finish entertaining other guests......"

Jiang Xiange casually dusted off the snow from her hair, and said with a gentle smile: "Yes, of course you can, you are Jiang Xian's most important guest, why wait? ”

Lu Yuansi pursed his lips and smiled, buried his head shyly and joyfully, pulled Jiang Xiange to sit opposite her, closed the door, neither of them mentioned that they wanted to close the window, so they sat in the wind, letting the snow fall, as if they were in the most elegant garden, they didn't have to do anything, and no one would disturb them, between heaven and earth, there were only these two people, and there was still flying snow.

Jiang Xiange was really looking at the snow, and Lu Yuansi was looking at her.

Jiang Xiange felt her gaze and turned her head, but she immediately lowered her head, still holding her chin with one hand, and fiddling with the tea set with the other, making it look like pouring tea. She secretly raised her eyes and saw that Jiang Xiange was staring at her, and her hand even shaking up the tea, so she had to speak to cover up her embarrassment, and said, "I, I heard...... There is a young lady in this Jiangyue Tower who is extremely beautiful...... I heard that it was the daughter of the shopkeeper Jiang...... She was praised as the first beauty in Chang'an...... Is there such a person? Jiang Xian?"

When Jiang Xiange heard this, he avoided her gaze and said hesitantly: "Hmm...... Yes, it's the shopkeeper's daughter, Miss Jiang...... Nice ......"

Lu Yuansi saw that there was something wrong with her expression, so he thought there was something, and hurriedly asked, "Do you know her?"

"Know, know, it's okay, the rumors are exaggerated after all......"

Her eyes widened, and she became anxious inexplicably, grabbed the corner of Jiang Xiange's clothes, and said, "But you are really good-looking, what if she likes you?"

Jiang Xiange looked at her innocent jealous appearance, choked up, couldn't help laughing again, shook his head and said, "No, won't ......"

She asked, "How do you know that it won't? I heard that she is twenty years old and has not yet left the cabinet, so there must be something hidden in this." ”

Jiang Xiange lowered his head and fiddled with the teacup, in his slightly closed beautiful eyes, his cold gaze stopped nowhere to stop, and finally stayed on the warm and thorough tea in the cup, opening his lips, unable to hear his feelings, "She...... There is someone in her heart, but it is an impossible person, so she can only wait, wait...... Won't like other people......"

Lu Yuansi quieted down, a little distracted, his fingers were still clutching the corners of her clothes, still uneasy, and asked, "You really won't like her?"

"No, it won't. ”

She clutched that corner even harder, as if she had poured all the courage into this life and gambled all the luck in this life.

"Would you like me, then?"