Before dawn, Taoyuan lit candles.

"The first snow of the year has been falling for several days in a row." Qinglan looked out the window at the white expanse shrouded in the aftermath of the night, and couldn't help but sigh.

Yurong stood by the window holding the stove, looking at the small courtyard of Taoyuan wrapped in silver yarn, and became interested for a while: "Xie An, the famous minister of the Jin Dynasty, once gave his sons and nephews a question about what the heavy snow looks like, and sprinkling salt in the air is not as good as catkins due to the wind, and now it seems that these two metaphors are not appropriate." He turned around and sat down on the beauty couch and sighed: "Alas." ”

Qinglan was waiting to hear Yurong continue, and when she heard her sigh, she smiled: "The snow is so heavy, the road is slippery and difficult, and the weather is cold, so the prince doesn't let Miss go out for Miss's sake." ”

"But it's so boring to be stuck at home all day." At first, I thought that the days of being a young lady were really nourishing, but in the past few days I was trapped at home, in addition to following Mama Xi to learn the rules of etiquette, that is, eating, drinking and sleeping, otherwise I would look at the white snow outside the house in a daze, and Yu Yangzhi's collection of books was countless, but they were all ancient texts, and Yurong, as a science student, also had a headache for classical Chinese, not to mention the classical Chinese that I read vertically, and I fell asleep a few times.

There was a book that attracted her, the book was so tattered that she didn't even know where the cover had gone, and such a tattered book could attract her, firstly because it contained a map, and secondly, because she couldn't read any of the words in the book. This book was not put together with Yu Yangzhi's other collections, but when she moved from Yixuan to Taoyuan, she accidentally found it from the bottom of the beauty couch, and Yurong felt that this book was so hidden, and the book must be strange, so she quietly hid it in her sleeve and brought it to Taoyuan.

As for why she wants to hide it, Yu Yangzhi is hiding, she doesn't know as much as Yu Yangzhi, of course she has to hide it, Yu Yangzhi will never harm herself.

Qinglan shook her head: "If Miss is bored, go and practice calligraphy." "Speaking of writing, Qinglan is helpless, before the amnesia, Miss regardless of cursive Kaishu writing is a flowing pen walking dragon snake, even the prince does not know, and so on to the prince invited a famous teacher to teach Miss to learn words, the word is worth a thousand gold in regular script everyone called "the future is terrible" and left the Jade Palace, now, Miss wrote the words, can see what words are written is also Amitabha.

Thinking like this, Qinglan also sighed leisurely. Alas, I don't know what the young lady remembers after the amnesia.

As soon as he heard the writing, Yurong smiled weakly: "Hehe, hehe, Qinglan, I will definitely practice hard for your young lady." "There is a father who is a professor in the Chinese department who is extremely obsessed with calligraphy, she knows how difficult it is to write a good brush hand, the ancients said that "to make a big character is like a small character, and to make a small character like a big character", she knows that the falling character should be both round and beautiful and majestic. Every time she saw her father splash ink, she felt very chic, but she never thought of learning, she knew that one day she would be bloody, even if her father did not ask her, she had to learn a beautiful little Kai with a dead face.

I don't know what happened to me in the 21st century, could it be that Yu Yangzhi traveled through the past, if it was Yu Yangzhi who traveled through the past and was not suitable for everything in the modern era, I don't know how much her parents would worry about her; If Yu Yangzhi hadn't crossed over the past, his parents would have to worry even more・・・・・・

Having said that, I have been here for half a year, living a peaceful life, I don't have to fight wits and courage with my stepmother, I don't have to mediate among the powerful, the Jade Lord protects her only daughter very well, but it also makes her lose the opportunity to make friends with the outside world, she has always had time and no opportunity to find the reason for crossing.

But what is an opportunity? More important than the cause is the way to travel back.

Get back? Does she really want to go back? Go back and continue to carry other people's expectations to do things you don't like, and continue to carry forward her title of genius girl? Now like this, being a rich lady, you don't have to worry about anything, just be responsible for eating and drinking every day, which seems to be very in line with her lazy character.

However, she couldn't convince herself to abandon her parents・・・・・・

Yurong's heart was conflicted and fell into deep contemplation.

Qinglan looked at her blankly, her eyes were round, and she knew that Yurong was wandering again, and opened the door and called the little girl to tell the small kitchen to make the hanging stove milk noodle wick cake.

Although the snow had stopped, the cold wind was bitter, and as he could speak, a thin layer of snow had been blown in by the north wind, and the temperature in the house was so high that it immediately turned into a layer of water on the ground. As soon as Qinglan wanted to close the door, she heard the door of the small courtyard "creak" and was pushed open. Afraid that Yurong would suffer from the cold, Qinglan hurriedly went out and closed the door, and walked forward with the corner of her skirt, only to find that although she cleaned it in time, the snow in the evening and early morning had already reached half of her knees. The snow was deep and the wind was blowing, Qinglan walked with great difficulty, and when she looked up, she realized that it was Uncle Jiao who came, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Jiao, are you here to find Miss?" ”

Although Uncle Jiao is a man who has been in the barracks all the year round, he has a little difficulty walking, he has been walking with his head down, not noticing that Qinglan has come out, and when he heard Qinglan's voice, he said: "Miss Qinglan, you go to the front hall to find the young lady, the prince is angry." ”

"The prince is angry?"

"Thinking about the snow when the road is slippery, Wang Yeyin got up, who knows that the snow is too deep, and now the carriage is trapped on the street, the prince is afraid that he will not be able to catch up with the early dynasty, and the prince is stubborn and stubborn, and he is still angry. I thought about asking the young lady to persuade the prince. Uncle Jiao explained the whole story in a few words, and when he remembered the appearance of the prince sitting in the front hall with a black face, Uncle Jiao couldn't help but shiver.

Qinglan nodded: "Uncle Jiao, go first, I'll call Miss out." ”

Yu Rong had already heard the shouts of two people in the house, and laughed at the childish temper of the Jade Prince, so he took the pink satin rabbit fur collar cloak on the shelf and put it on, and went out without waiting for Qinglan to come in and shout: "Uncle Jiao, I'll go with you." ”

As he spoke, he walked forward without hesitation.

Qinglan looked at Yurong who was striding meteors in the snow, and hurriedly picked up the corners of her skirt and followed behind Yurong. It's not that she's afraid of getting the corners of her skirt wet, but if she doesn't lift the corners of her skirt, she really can't keep up with Yurong's footsteps.

Uncle Jiao was stunned and looked at Yurong who was walking freely in the snow, and it wasn't until Yurong turned his head and shouted to him, "Uncle Jiao, let's go" that he came back to his senses: his young lady is really too strong! With a young lady here, you will definitely be able to persuade the prince!

Uncle Jiao's face flashed with a light of adoration, and he followed behind Yurong and Qinglan.

"How can a carriage get stuck in the street? Isn't there a snow sweeper on the street? Yurong asked.

Uncle Jiao frowned and said with a sad face: "Miss, the street sweepers are all old and infirm, the snow is falling fiercely, and the prince is in a hurry, so ・・・・・・"

"So the snow was not cleared and the snow was hard to clear, and the carriage was trapped in the snow." Yurong took over and said, blinking, Yurong said confidently: "I have a way to let the prince go to court in time." ”