Three days later, it snowed heavily, and the night was white. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before and after the cold white, but it was just a night.

The snow is shocking.

The snow is so thick that it is as thick as a person's knees.

The cold of the snow is full of people's hearts and bones.

After two years, this snow actually fell heavily on Ting Yuan again.

Lu Lang stood in front of the window for a full hour, motionless, just opened his eyes that seemed to have no waves, quietly looking at the snow outside the house.

A few times, Shi Muran wanted to step forward and say something comforting, but a few times, he stopped.

She hadn't felt the pain of destroying the door, but the pain in Rokuro's heart was just like her pain, falling in her heart.

Outside, the wind was stronger.

The snow fell, and Ting Yuan's entire winter seemed to have become vivid, no longer as cold as before, except for the cold, the snow added a bit of charm.

Seeing that the snow floated in through the window, and a lot of it fell on Lu Lang's body, Shi Muran's expression finally became a little unbearable, took a thick cloak, and put it on for Lu Lang from behind:

"Rokuro, go back to the house and get warm."

As he spoke, he grabbed Lu Lang's arm and turned around and pulled inside.

In just one moment, Shi Muran felt that the strength in his hand was loosened, and there was nothing left. When I looked back again, I still saw Lu Lang's bleak back.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Muran didn't speak, his eyes were extremely anxious, he lowered his gaze for a moment, then stepped away, and walked towards the nearest window next to Lu Lang, without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand and pushed the window open.

In an instant, the cold wind mixed with the heavy snow drifted in at once, and all of them fell on Shi Muran's body.

It was only a moment before the cold snow fell on his face, and Shi Muran felt that his arm was being pulled heavily, and then he turned around fiercely, and in an instant, he fell into a wide embrace.

"What are you doing here?!" The man's anxious words, full of reproach and worry, fell on Shi Muran's ears.

Hearing the man's heart-warming voice, Shi Muran felt that the worry in his heart was slightly better, buried in Lu Lang's arms, and raised a shallow smile: "I'll watch it with you." ”

She knew very well that the bone-eating pain in Lu Lang's heart could not be easily erased, and since she couldn't soothe his pain to dissipate, it was good to accompany him to bear it.

Holding the woman in his arms, with his back to the window, the wind and snow all fell on Lu Lang's back, and the coolness came through the cloak, which made Lu Lang's heart worry.

Feeling the woman's warm and soft breath in his arms, Lu Lang's face finally drooped slowly, until it was buried on Shi Muran's shoulder, and the low man's cry finally fell.

The pain of annihilation.

Father's revenge.

and the blood-stained snow.

He has never shed a single tear because of the destruction of the Lu family.

But today, the snow, the pain, the scenes, and the woman's sentence, I will watch it with you.

"Mu Ran, I want to see the snow, every time I look at it, the pain will go to the bone."

"If I don't look at it, I'm afraid I'll forget, forget my father's dead eyes kneeling on the main hall, forget the Lu family that was stained with blood, and forget ...... I want revenge. ”

"You wait for me, wait for me, wait for me to get revenge......"

Shi Muran's hand was raised and hugged Lu Lang's waist tightly, this man was actually crying in front of him, you can imagine how painful it should be that pain to the bone.

"I don't want to wait for you." Shi Muran's voice was clear and bright, "I don't want to wait for you, I want to be with you." ”

The woman's words were soft, but firm.

Lu Lang's face buried in Shi Muran's shoulder became wet again.

The flying snow was wanton, as if the entire sky had been torn open with a hole called pain.

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Mu Yungu's carriage and horses had been stalled on the road for a day because of the heavy snow, and the snow did not stop all day, but had a tendency to get bigger and bigger.

"General, the snow ahead is too thick, the carriage can't pass!" A soldier ran back to the carriage, and the snow fell all over his face, carrying the wind, and reporting in the direction of the carriage.

Sitting in the carriage were Mu Yungu and Xiaomei.

Originally, Xiaomei was the only one in the carriage, and Mu Yungu was driving a horse, but because of the heavy snow the night before, Mu Yungu also rode in the carriage together.

Hearing the sound outside, Mu Yungu's brows furrowed slightly, lifted the curtains, and looked outside.

The moment it was lifted, the wild snow drifted straight into the carriage.

Xiaomei sat opposite Mu Yungu, and when the curtain was lifted, the snow was straight towards her.

"Hmm." The snow fell on her face, melting away in an instant, and there was a chill.

Hearing Xiaomei's soft admonition, Mu Yungu instantly looked back at her, and his body moved involuntarily, blocking the snowflakes that drifted in.

Xiao Mei took a breath, rubbed her face, raised her eyes to look at Mu Yungu, her eyes were faint, a little puzzled, and she didn't know that her actions just now made the man in front of her feel pity.

After taking a deep look at Xiaomei, Mu Yungu turned his head again and looked at the soldiers outside the carriage: "Send the order to go down, find a sheltered place to avoid the snow, and wait for the wind and snow to be less, and then start again." ”

"Yes."

Lowering the car curtains, Mu Yungu turned his head and met Xiaomei's puzzled eyes at a glance.

"Isn't the emperor in a hurry for General Zhao to return to Beijing? Wouldn't there be any delay? ”

On that day, Mu Yungu said that he would read to her in the future, and he also read the content of the holy decree to her, and Xiaomei also knew that the general returned to Beijing for the sake of the Chinese New Year's Eve sacrifice. The thought that she would return to Kyoto to see her mother made her heart extremely happy.

"It's snowing too hard outside. If you insist on hurrying, I'm afraid your body won't be able to stand it. It's okay to go back later. Mu Yungu has always been kind, and he has more tenderness for the person he likes.

Nodding as if she understood, Xiaomei withdrew her gaze and stopped talking. It's also a little strange to say, as if after that day, every time I see the general, my heart is a little nervous, and my face will be a little hot.

Mu Yungu's eyes took a deep look at Xiaomei, who was hanging her head, and after a long time, he opened his mouth softly: "Xiaomei." ”

"What does the general command?" Raising her head, Xiaomei habitually replied.

Suddenly met the girl's clear eyes, Mu Yungu only felt that his heartbeat had accelerated again.

It seemed to be a long, long time, until the carriage moved around, and then stopped, and the sound of camping outside sounded in all directions.

His breathing fluctuated, and Mu Yungu's smile was like the warm but not dazzling sunlight in winter.

"Be my crown princess."

"I think you must be the most beautiful in a red wedding dress."