475 Looking at the snow flying, thinking is far away

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Jiaxue sneaked into the night, falling silently. Great literature

The third snow of this winter came unexpectedly when people fell asleep, and when they got up in the morning, they opened the window and saw that the white land was really clean, and the snow fox was still slowly colorful in the sky.

"Zi Yan; It's snowing, it's snowing. Zhongli Wenjun went out and turned back, and when he saw the snowflakes flying on the steamed buns, his thoughts became colorful, and the first person who came to mind was Wanruo, who was thousands of miles away, I don't know if it was snowing there, she was the one who loved snow the most, why not? When the snow fox flies, they see each other for the first time, and maybe the first meeting is the beginning of the pain in their lives. Zhongli Wenjun stood at the door and looked at the snowflakes that were flying in the sky, his thoughts were also like this flying snow, being divided one by one, the snow had a falling belonging, but his thoughts could not have a belonging, Zhongli Wenjun calmed his thoughts fiercely, he thought that only by quickly waking up the sleeping Zi Yan and letting her share this snowflake with him, so that his heart would not go far again, and he would not be in pain, At this time, he only hoped to take out his share of responsibility to Zi Yan and stop his bloody heart. Great literature

Murong Ziyan, who was still asleep, didn't hear Wen Jun's call, she turned over and continued to sleep, muttering in her mouth, Why are you doing, you don't let people sleep so early.

Zhongli Wenjun came to the bed, leaned down and whispered softly in Zi Yan's ear; "Zi Yan, get up quickly, it's snowing, it's snowing, don't you like to play in the snow." Wen Jun's call finally ended Zi Yan's sweet dream, she opened her eyes lazily, and at this time Wen Jun gave her a warm kiss.

Zi Yan, who was sleepy-eyed, asked in a low voice; "What did you just say? Snowing? ”

Wen Jun nodded; "yes, it's snowing, it looks like the biggest snow of the winter, so get up and take a look."

Zi Yan rubbed her eyes vigorously, and then slowly sat up from the bed, Wen Jun hurriedly took her clothes and put them on, Zi Yan saw that the room was gray, "Why don't you go to the court?" Zi Yan looked at Zhongli Wenjun sitting on the edge of the bed with some surprise, Wenjun was meticulous about the matter of the previous dynasty on weekdays, and he had not gone until the hour of the previous dynasty had already passed, so he felt very puzzled. Great literature

"The emperor's dragon body is not safe, and the early dynasty has been pushed again in the past few days," Zhongli Wenjun was a little helpless, he knew that since King Fu left, the emperor and his concubine were sweetly drunk and dreamed of death, and the government was also carried down, and the hammer did not go to court for three days, and the ministers could only rule for a few days after the impeachment of the emperor many times, and a few days later.

When Zi Yan heard that the emperor was sick, she was very worried; "Brother Huang'er, why is he sick again, Wenjun, can you accompany me to the palace to visit him after breakfast?" Zi Yan said as she put on her clothes.

Zhongli Wenjun was reluctant to meet the emperor in his heart, just because he desecrated the goddess in his heart. Wen Jun was able to ignore these things in the process of work, but he could not forget them in his daily life, so he hoped to have as little contact with the emperor as possible except for state affairs.

"Zi Yan; I can't accompany you because I still have a lot of official business in my yamen, so you can go by yourself, but it's still snowing outside, and when the snow stops, I will say what do you think? Zhongli Wenjun said to Zi Yan in a consultative tone.

Although Zi Yan is a person with a very good idea, she has no idea in front of Wen Jun, as long as Wen Jun says it, she will obey it, she is not angry that Wen Jun is not worthy of entering the palace to visit the emperor; "Okay, I know you've been doing a lot of things in the yamen lately, so if you don't accompany me, I'll go by myself. By the way, yesterday, Lord Ouyang Zhong sent someone to send a post to let you go to the banquet tonight, and I excused me, if you don't say it, I really forgot about this errand. ”

Wen Jundao; "You don't have to talk to me about such a small thing in the future." As he spoke, Wen Jun pulled Zi Yan out of the bedroom, pushed the door, and faced the snowflakes flying in the sky.

As soon as the two of them went out, the maid Caiyun and Xiaoyun greeted the two with a smile, they greeted each other, and then parted in two.

"Ah; It's a lot of snow. Zi Yan's scream pierced the silence of the morning, she let go of Wen Jun's hand and rushed into the snowflake flying, and then stretched out her two little hands to let the snowflakes fall on her hands.

Zi Yan saw a thick layer of snow piled up on the ground, and then she squatted down and began to build a snowman, while Zhongli Wenjun also stood in the snow, letting the flying snowflakes kiss his face to the fullest, and his fever. Wen Jun quietly looked at Zi Yan who was building a snowman, Zi Yan's love for snow was as innocent and agile as a child, and the kind of love for snow was more poetic and demure. One of the two women in his life is moving, one is quiet, one is like water, one is hot, one is like summer, one is like autumn, one is imprinted in his soul, one is in his heart, one is the regret of his life, and the other is the debt of his life.

After a while, Zi Yan built a big snowman, and when she looked up and saw Zhongli Wen Jun in a trance, she looked sad, of course Zi Yan understood what Wen Jun was thinking and thinking, so she had to stop his thoughts and cut off his thoughts immediately. She hurried up to him and gently nudged him; Laughed; "Genius, what are you thinking? Do you want to write a poem urgently? "At this time, Zhongli Wenjun was busy, and his thoughts were pulled back, and then he touched Zi Yan's hair, and said warmly;" Don't be playing, hurry up and get ready for breakfast. "It's okay not to say breakfast, but when it comes to eating, Zi Yan feels that her stomach is starting to sing "Empty City Plan".

The two of them walked into the room one after the other, and when they had finished washing, Caiyun came over and told them that they could eat.

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