Snowflakes swirled and fluttered in the air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Some of them fell to the trees, some of them flipped twice in the air, and finally fell to the ground.

A green cloth carriage, regardless of the wind and snow, drove on the road. Lan Xin held the stove in his hand and sat in the carriage anxiously. But she knew that the road was slippery in the snow, and the speed of the carriage was already the limit. I can only pray secretly in my heart that everything is still in time.

Lan Xin deliberately didn't think about how long he had been gone. But at this moment, the concept of time in my mind is stronger than ever. Normally a quarter of an hour's road, she felt that she had not yet arrived after walking for two quarters of an hour today.

"Phew!" Xue Shan's voice came into his ears like a heavenly sound. Lan Xin was relieved, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally arrived. But then I became nervous again, and I didn't know if Mrs. Mu had already set off.

"Girl. Xue Shan knocked on the car door gently, Lan Xin's hand held the stove tightly, she could feel it, a thin layer of sweat appeared in her palm, and she asked in a calm voice, "What's the matter?"

"Back to the girl, the concierge said that Mrs. Mu was in the house today and didn't go anywhere. I heard that the girl was visiting, and I had already asked people to go in and report it. Xue Shan said clearly. Because of the cold weather, a layer of hoarfrost formed on his eyebrows.

Lan Xin nodded, and said casually: "I know, if the brazier in the gatehouse is not prosperous, you can go to the carriage to warm up." So saying, he got out of the carriage with the people.

In Xiaoyuan, Mrs. Mu stood in front of the window in a daze, and through the open window, the cold wind blew the snowflakes into the house, and swept away the only warmth in the house. Mrs. Mu's cheeks were red from the wind, and snowflakes kept falling on her messy hair. But she didn't notice it at all, just stared blankly at the flying snowflakes, and her mind went blank.

Ping's mother walked in, looked at Mrs. Mu's emaciated back, and tears flowed involuntarily. Worried that Mrs. Mu would feel uncomfortable when she saw it, she quickly raised her sleeves, wiped her tears away, sniffed, took a cloak from the shelf, gently draped it on Mrs. Mu's body, and persuaded in a low voice: "Madame, don't freeze your body, the little master still needs Madame's care!"

Mrs. Mu let Ping's mother put her clothes on her body, stared blankly at the flying snowflakes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Mom, Brother Qi will be fine, right?"

"Of course!" Mama Ping nodded vigorously and said in the affirmative. Blinked desperately, not letting the tears in his eyes flow out, and said with a smile, "Our little master is blessed with a great life, and so many cold winters and moons and accidents have survived." This time, it will naturally turn evil into good fortune. ”

"But the people who came said that this time the illness was very dangerous. Mrs. Mu said quietly. She stared blankly at the flying snowflakes, and no matter how much they struggled in the wind, they eventually fell to the ground and disappeared. It's like a person, no matter how hard he tries, he can't break free from the shackles of fate.

"The old slave thinks, that's because our little master misses you, so ・・・・・・ so ・・・・・・" Ping's mother choked up, not knowing what to say to round the words. Fortunately, a little girl at the door lowered her head and reported: "Madam, the porter, the jade girl is here." ”

"Who?, who would go out in such weather?" asked Mama Ping, frowning in surprise and impatiently.

The little girl trembled with fright, and stammered: "Yes・・・・・・ yes, it's the girl ・・・・・・ the Yu family ・・・・・・." ”

"Yulan Xin?" Ping's mother blurted out, seeing the little girl nodding desperately, frowning, and asking suspiciously, "Why did she come over? The snow outside is so big, why did she choose this time to come? But what is the matter・・・・・・?

Before Ping's mother finished speaking, Mrs. Mu hurriedly walked out. Ever since she had been punished last time, she had instinctively been in awe of the man on the dragon chair. She knew that Qi Ge'er was probably more than lucky this time, and she also knew that Qi Ge'er should have fallen into someone else's plot. So she had to entertain Lan Xin well, hoping that she could try her best to save Qi Ge'er for her sake.

"Ma'am. Ping's mother shouted, looked at Mrs. Mu's stumbling steps, and followed out uneasily.

Lan Xin looked at the stumbling person opposite, and his heart felt sour. After a few days of not seeing her, she was much thinner and haggard, and seemed to be swept away by the wind and snow at any time. Originally, Lan Xin's heart was very uncomfortable when he was talked in the pavilion that day, but now, all the resentment has dissipated.

Lan Xin pretended not to see the sorrow between Mrs. Mu's eyebrows, walked a few steps, answered, held Mrs. Mu's hand, and said with a smile: "Sister Mu, it's been a long time, isn't it a surprise?" Mrs. Mu's hands were piercing cold, and Lan Xin exclaimed, "Ah, Sister Mu, why are your hands so cold?" Did you forget to add clothes happily when you heard that your sister was coming? The charcoal fire in my hand stove is just right, sister, hurry up and warm your hands." As he spoke, he shoved the hand stove into Mrs. Mu's hand.

Mrs. Mu's hands had been frozen for too long, and she couldn't feel the warmth of the hand stove at all, but she still smiled and thanked her: "Thank you, sister." My sister came in the snow, but what's the matter?"

"Of course!" Lan Xin said with a smile, pointing to the wine jar in Qinghe's hand, and said, "This is the newly sent plum wine from Zhuangzi, I tasted it pretty good, so I brought it over and gave it to my sister to taste." We enjoyed the wine and the scenery, and it happened to be the heavy snow that gave us fun. Wouldn't it be a pleasure?" he said, reaching out to pick up a falling snowflake and watching her slowly disappear on her round fingers. Turning his head to look at Mrs. Mu, "What does my sister think of my sister's proposal?"

"Well, naturally, it's good. Mrs. Mu nodded and said, feeling a little conflicted, and she couldn't tell whether she was relieved or a little disappointed. As for why she felt this way, she couldn't say it herself.

Ping's mother frowned, how to look at it and feel that the smile on Lan Xin's face was dazzling. muttered in her heart: This jade girl is also a person with no eyesight, how can she smile so happily, don't you see Madame's face?

Hongxuan saw that Ping's mother looked at her girl with that disgusted look, and she was immediately unhappy. Feeling that the sleeves of her clothes were being ripped off, she turned her head, only to see Qinghe smiling and shaking her head at her, but there was no smile in her eyes. Hongxuan lowered her head and restrained the resentment on her body.

After Lan Xin and Mrs. Mu sat down, they were just about to pick up the teacup, when they heard Mother Ping bow down and say, "Madam, the salute has been packed, do you want to go over and check it?"