Liu Jiahui smiled softly: "I just heard Han Er's grandmother say in the flower hall that she brought Minglan with her today, and also brought her beautiful and lovely seven nieces. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info So, I guess you're the Seventh Girl. ”

"This ...... My aunt is too immodest...... "Mo Shaoli supports her forehead." I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, no wonder Cousin Liu's reputation was so famous in her previous life, it turned out that she was not only good at handwriting, but also smart and transparent, gentle and amiable. For some reason, the figure of Master Mo Si flashed in his mind, and he felt that Liu Jiahui in front of him and his father Mo Si seemed to have some kind of similarity.

Obviously two people who have nothing to do with each other!

She was thinking about it, when she heard Yang Yayun say, "Cousin, I've been out for a while, and I have to go back to the Snow Pavilion to have a look." lest Man Yun be alone and treat the guests slowly. ”

Liu Jiahui smiled: "I've been out for a long time, and I want to go back." ”

Yang Yayun asked Han Minglan and Mo Shaoli: "Do you want to stay here to enjoy the plum blossoms, or do you want to join us?" ”

Han Minglan looked at Mo Shaoli, and Mo Shaoli smiled: "I feel a little cold, let's go back." ”

A few men spoke, walking out of Merlin.

Mo Shaoli came to Liu Jiahui's side: "Cousin, can you help me warm my hands?" ”

Han Minglan saw that she had just met someone and stuck to it, and said angrily: "You little Laipi!" It's really not polite to Cousin Liu at all! Don't go to make trouble, come and I'll help you warm up! ”

Mo Shaoli looked at her sideways: "Don't!" You are most afraid of the cold, and your hands and feet will be cold in winter. It's better to wait for me to find my cousin to warm up, and then help you warm up. ”

Han Minglan was stunned, she was born with chills, but she never told anyone. Except for his father and aunt, how did Qiqi know?

Mo Shaoli had already turned his head, stuffed his hand into Liu Jiahui's hand, and said silently in his heart: Sister Minglan, of course I know. In my previous life, during those days and nights in Hanfu, you were taking care of me every day. We used to face each other day and night, how could I not know about you?

Then she remembered this winter in her previous life, because of the heavy snowfall, the already dark and damp Lixiangyuan became more and more cold. Wu's deducted the degree of pear incense garden, and did not send charcoal fire at all. In those snowy days, she could only gather all the quilts that could be found in Lixiangyuan with the maids, and everyone gathered together in the quilts to keep warm.

Those days, to this day, still make people feel cold to the bone.

"This kid's hands are really cold." Liu Jiahui held Mo Shaoli's hand and said pityingly. Her hands were soft and warm, and the warm feeling reached Mo Shaoli's heart.

Mo Shaoli raised his face to look at her. Because she is shorter than Liu Jiahui, from her point of view, she can only see the lower half of Liu Jiahui's side face, and the soft and clean arc has a ...... Motherly tenderness.

Speaking of which, Liu Jiahui's fate is somewhat similar to her previous life, both parents died, and there was no support from siblings.

But in comparison, Liu Jiahui is much luckier than her. There are reliable uncles and clansmen to rely on, prominent outsiders to run to, and aunts and cousins who cherish her to rely on.

And she...... Her foreign home is just an empty general's mansion, and her uncle ...... One is buried in the imperial mausoleum, and the other sits on a dragon chair...... Equal to none. Her cousins......

Mo Shaoli sighed deeply in her heart, she couldn't remember what those cousins looked like.

Although the fate is similar, because there are these different external factors, and ...... Internal.

Therefore, in her previous life, Liu Jiahui became everyone, and she ...... His reputation was ruined, and his life was lost.

"Are you a little afraid of the cold?" Liu Jiahui asked softly.

Mo Shaoli came back to his senses: "I...... Not afraid of the cold. It's been in the snow for a long time just now, and my hands are a little cold. ”

"Well, it's too cold for my little hands." Liu Jiahui said, "I have the ancestral recipe of my aunt's family. When I was a child, I was a little chilly, but I followed the prescription for a few years, and now I am much better. ”

"Really? Aunt Liu, can you copy this recipe to me? Mo Shaoli said eagerly. Although she is not afraid of the cold, Minglan has symptoms of cold, so it is good to ask her to use it.

Liu Jiahui smiled: "Okay! I will copy the dosage of daily maintenance and conditioning to you under the prescription, that is, there is no symptom of cold intolerance, and occasionally eating it is also beneficial to the body. ”

Han Minglan was a little excited when she heard it next to her, but she looked at Liu Jiahui and then at Yang Yayun, but she stopped talking.

Mo Shaoli turned his face to her lips and said: Wait for you.

Han Minglan was slightly stunned, and then nodded heavily.

The concept of the people of the time is that a woman's fear of cold hinders childbirth. Therefore, Han Minglan's cold intolerance does not dare to let outsiders know except for her parents. Over the years, Grandma Han has also secretly sought medical treatment everywhere and found many prescriptions to come back, but Han Minglan did not have much effect after taking it.

Now she suddenly heard Liu Jiahui say that there was a secret recipe, so she naturally didn't want to let it go, but because she was known because of the taboo, she didn't dare to ask for it. At this time, seeing that Mo Shaoli was actually asking for her, Han Minglan was naturally grateful in her heart.

Mo Shaoli had another good impression of her because Liu Jiahui told her the secret recipe. It's not just because she opened her mouth and gave herself such a good recipe to a daughter in mourning clothes who met for the first time, had no power or power, and was not treated well everywhere. is even more because Liu Jiahui can not shy away from mentioning her own cold symptoms calmly.

It is rare for a woman to be able to despise the world in this way.

Mo Shaoli's heart moved slightly, and said to Liu Jiahui: "Thank you, cousin!" When I got home, I asked my father to prepare a thank you gift for my cousin! ”

Liu Jiahui said with a smile: "It's just a recipe, just as a meeting gift from your cousin." Where do you need to use thanks? ”

"That's the secret ingredient! Besides, my cousin has already given me a meeting gift! Mo Shaoli said with a serious expression, and said secretly in his heart: Without the excuse of thanks, how can I send my father's painting to you without a trace?

When a few people returned to Wangxue Pavilion, it was already full of people, and most of the people who went to the garden to enjoy the snow and see the plum just now came back. Some continued to discuss poetry, some talked about the scenery in the garden, and of course, they talked about Shen Sangongzi and several princes.

Mo Shaoli had no intention of participating in the couplet poems, sat down for a while, and then got up to say goodbye. Liu Jiahui wanted to go back to the flower hall to take care of the guests, Mo Shaoli and Han Minglan wanted to find Han Mingxuan, and the three of them followed each other down to the attic.

When passing by the lake, Mo Shaoli saw a noisy gathering of people on the lake, and he didn't know what he was doing, but he vaguely heard someone say: "...... Keep the big fat ones, throw the small ones back, and come back next year! ”

This is...... What about fishing?!

Mo Shaoli paid attention to those people, and then heard someone shouting on the lake: "...... Pick about two pounds, look good-looking and put it in a basket! ”

“……”

Eating fish also depends on the appearance?!

She couldn't help but glance at the crowd on the lake. (To be continued.) )