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Xiao Yi stood under the corridor with his hands in his hand, crossed the eaves of the corridor, and saw the morning sun rising slowly, and a ray of golden sunlight sprinkled on the glazed gold tiles, shining with a jumping light. The snow was still falling, and it seemed that the sound of the Suo Suo was constantly ringing in my ears, and it was light and beautiful.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but reach out of the corridor, feeling the cold touch of his palm, and gradually there was a light and imperceptible ripple.

If there is one more person around, it will not be in vain for such an excellent first snow.

With such a thought floating up, Xiao Yi's mind gradually reflected the beautiful figure of a young girl, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but float slightly, and she didn't even notice it.

"Your Highness, the supervisor of discipline has been summoned by the Holy Lord. ”

The voice of Tan Mo suddenly sounded behind him, Xiao Yi's calm eyes moved slightly, and then he looked at the frost in the distance as always, and his eyes gradually became determined.

He couldn't wait any longer.

At this time, the palace was covered in silver, and the snowflakes fell densely in front of you, and even the stone bricks under your feet had accumulated a thin layer, stepping on it, and there was a soft sound of "creaking".

The two of them were walking far away on the road outside the Changchun Palace, and the people behind them followed step by step, holding a bamboo green West Lake silk umbrella in their hands, and the young man in front was gentle and handsome, but he was wrapped in a thick coat, sometimes clenching his fists and coughing lightly, which seemed to add a little weakness.

"Your Highness, watch your step. ”

Xiao Yan glanced at the snow in the small beach in front of him, his eyes froze, his lips gently pursed a slit, and his slightly blood-colored face showed a trace of imperceptible disgust.

A gust of cold wind suddenly carried the snowflakes straight into the big flakes, feeling a bone-chilling coldness, Xiao Yan frowned slightly, stretched out his slender hand to twist the tie of the big flakes, and tightened it.

What he hated most since he was a child was the snowy scene in front of him, no matter how beautiful it was, it would only be cold to the bone, aggravating his so-called old diseases.

Xi De secretly glanced at Xiao Yan, noticed his gloom, and immediately lowered his head a little lower, and waited more cautiously on the side.

When they entered the palace gate of Changchun Palace, walked through the weeping flower gate, and walked under the corridor, they saw that the garden outside the corridor was still full of vitality, among the small green green leaves, clusters of small firethorn fruits as big as red beans fell in the middle, like a string of garnet beads, hidden in a tree with distinct bamboo joints, the red was bright and eye-catching.

Xiao Yan retracted his gaze coldly, turned to walk through the corner corridor, and when he looked up, his steps were slightly paused, and he stopped there slightly.

Xi De, who had been following step by step, noticed the movements of his Royal Highness, hurriedly stopped, and looked over in a daze, but saw the handsome young man in front of him looking somewhere.

Because of curiosity, he also followed his gaze to look over, only to see a tree of plain heart plum into a piece, goose yellow buds have already bloomed one after another, clusters, one together, along the trunk branches of the full open, if not look carefully, as if a plain yellow haze, permeated in front of the eyes, almost confusing people's eyes, sometimes drifting with the wind, a tree of goose yellow petals slowly swirling, lightly landed, with a fragrance that seems to be nothing, people can't help but feel relaxed and happy.

And in such a picturesque plum forest, a slender figure stood in the middle, wearing a cloak of snow fox skin, and if you looked closely, this figure belonged to a girl who was no more than thirteen or fourteen.

The girl's body is slightly sideways, and the gorgeous and light snow fox cloak makes the girl's figure even more invisible, and through the hood, you can glimpse the snow-porcelain-like side face, quiet and delicate eyes, delicate and clear nose, and the apricot lips that are not dotted and red.

A little smile between the eyebrows and eyes, just so quietly standing under a very lush plum branch, slightly tiptoeing little feet, a pair of slender little hands stretched out to the branches, white and tender fingers gently twisted the flower branches, gently shaken, the goose yellow buds gradually shook out of the melting snow water, the white jade-like hands pinched a small green bamboo tube, the crystal snow beads slid into the bamboo tube leisurely, the girl pear vortex smiled, so that Xi De was stupid to look at the side.

"Who's that. ”

The young man's quiet voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Xide was slightly stunned, and then shook his head in confusion: "I don't know if it's a little one." ”

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and then he looked over, and saw that the girl under the tree was trying to construct a flower branch in another place, but it was only a little distance, it was obviously a cold winter, but the little face that was as delicate as snow gradually became red, as if she was angry and refused to give up.

The corners of Xiao Yan's lips hooked slightly, and he was suddenly in a good mood, and immediately walked towards Merlin, and when Xide reacted, the young man had already taken several steps, and he immediately followed quickly.

When Xiao Yan was only a few steps away from the girl, the girl's back to the body did not notice at all, but the palace maid beside her reacted, hurriedly turned around and saluted, and was about to speak, but saw the tall figure suddenly skimmed.

In their daze, the girl who was originally followed by the snow water suddenly found that the plum branch that was out of reach in front of her drooped suddenly, and the snow water in the middle of it also slipped into the bamboo tube obediently, and the girl was surprised, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a pair of slender and beautiful hands were gently pressing on the plum branch, as if secretly showing something.

She paused slightly, then turned to look behind her along the hand, but saw a gentle and handsome young man standing quietly behind him, his right hand pressed the flower branch over her, as if it was a posture around her, and when she turned around, it happened to be facing the young man's straight chest, and the two people were close, and she could see the moire embroidery of the young man's brocade blue robe.

Feeling the young man's warm breath suddenly enveloping herself, the girl's face was slightly red, but when she saw the young man standing in front of her with a backlight, she had a gentle and polite smile on her handsome face, and she felt that her heart suddenly moved, and she jumped faster and faster.

"What's your name?"

The young man's gentle voice suddenly sounded, as if he was a little hoarse because of the wind cold, but it added a bit of steady charm.

Wang Youjun reacted immediately, and immediately took a few steps back, but suddenly saw the young man taking a step closer, when she was stunned, when she stared at the past, she noticed a slightly narrow smile in the young man's eyes, and looked at the meaningful smile, she realized that if it wasn't for the young man lifting the flower branch behind her, she stepped back and almost touched the flower branch. Immediately, his face turned even redder, and he forgot to do the salute in a cramped manner, so he hurriedly held the small bamboo tube and went to the path.

Xiao Yan watched the girl's delicate figure gradually disappear into the path, the corners of her lips slightly hooked up an imperceptible smile, and then turned her head slightly sideways, and said gently: "Which young lady is that?"

The palace maid who was suddenly abandoned by the girl behind her reacted, hurriedly saluted, and respectfully lowered her head and said: "Back to Your Highness, it is the distant niece of the mother." ”

It turned out to be her.

The smile on Xiao Yan's lips deepened.

It seems that it's called Ah Jun.