Is it snowing?

Wu Minzhi remembered that year, there was a rare heavy snow in Chang'an. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He built a snowman with Yueniang, and wanted to give it to A-Niang when she came back from the palace.

However, when it got dark, A-Niang did not come back.

The people who came from the palace brought an edict from the aunt, saying that from now on, A-Niang will stay in the palace for a long time, because the aunt is ill and needs to be taken care of by A-Niang.

His aunt also rewarded him and Yueniang with many treasures.

Xu was playing too crazy with Yueniang, sweat soaked his clothes, and a gust of wind blew, rolling up large snowflakes and covering his face all over the world. As soon as his body temperature warmed up, it turned into water.

The snow was mixed with sweat, and he stood there, suddenly feeling so cold, cold to the bone.

The sound of the wind and snowflakes whistling wildly in his ears, and the snowflakes rushed to his face, sealing his mouth and nose, and leaving him breathless.

He was crumbling.

A pair of hands timidly held him up.

The temperature on his fingertips was transmitted to his body, arousing the uncontrollable desire for warmth in his heart.

He grabbed the hands and held them tightly in his own.

Then with force, he pulled the owner of those hands into his arms.

A soft and warm body, trembling gently in his arms. He was so greedy for the temperature on her body that he was reluctant to let go for a moment. He hugged her tightly, so hard that he couldn't wait to pull her into his body.

The sound of the wind and snow was still whistling in his ears, but he was not as cold as before.

He let out a long breath and rubbed his chin over her face. Her face was smooth and hot, and he felt comfortable and satisfied.

Chun Siniang burst into a foul mouth in her heart, she has not been ...... by a man like this Yes. In later generations, men and women will no longer give or receive kisses, which can be regarded as sexual harassment, right?

Was this good in ancient times?

She remembered the woman who was touched by a man and cut off her arm, and she was very worried for a while.

Of course she wouldn't think so, Datang's male and female defense is not so strict, but it is not open enough to be like this...... Right?

What will the ancients of the Tang Dynasty think about this? Will you think that you are Wu Minzhi's person? If he doesn't die, he must be a concubine? If he dies, will he be forced to keep the feast, or will he be buried himself?

She glanced at the door, and fortunately, she closed it herself.

Well, it shouldn't be enough to keep festivals or be martyred, after all, women in the Tang Dynasty have a high status, and it is normal to remarry.

"Yueniang ......" a call full of affection pulled Chun Siniang back to reality.

Her face was hot, why did she think of remarrying?

Wu Minzhi stretched out his trembling hand and gently stroked Chun Siniang's face, holding his breath.

It's Yueniang, it's really Yueniang.

His caress was gentle and careful, fearing that the slightest exertion, the face would turn into powder and disappear under his fingertips, as he had done so many times in his dreams.

"Yueniang." His fingertips slid across her eyebrows, eyes, and lips, and he kept whispering Yueniang's name in his mouth.

Chun Siniang first sighed, and suddenly she was happy.

The Wu family did not dare to use force and dragged Wu Minzhi out of the mourning hall, firstly, because he was the master, and no one dared to go against his will.

Of course, at the moment of life and death, the ancients would not be pedantic to this point, but this is ancient times, and he can't be infused or injected with nutrient solution, so what if he was dragged out of the mourning hall?

If he himself does not have the will to survive and is unwilling to eat, is he not a death?

They can't be strong with Wu Minzhi, and they can't use strong with Chun Siniang, they can afford her.

The evil feudal society.

He has always loved Yueniang, and Chun Siniang refused to listen to his words, what about Yueniang?

Chun Siniang quickly made up her mind, took advantage of his delirium to recognize the wrong person, and fed him as much as possible, and it was serious to hang this life first.

She stroked his chapped lips and said coquettishly, "You hurt me." ”

For the sake of effect, I originally wanted to call a brother.

However, she was very sober, afraid that he would settle accounts afterwards and deduct himself from a big hat that blasphemed Yueniang, so it was okay.

Anyway, whether he calls or not, he thinks he is a sister, so why bother digging a hole for himself?

Wu Minzhi was a little panicked, pursed his lips, and wanted to moisten his lips, but his mouth was already dry and smoking, how could there be a trace of saliva?

Chun Siniang smiled and said softly, "I'll pour tea for you." As he spoke, he tried to break free from his arms.

He was reluctant, but still hugged her tightly.

"I'm thirsty, not only thirsty, but hungry." She said pitifully.

Wu Minzhi hurriedly let go of his hand.

"I'll be back in a moment." She smiled at him.

When I opened the door, I was already waiting outside with a food plate.

Seeing her come out, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Chun Siniang gave her a thumbs up: "With tacit understanding, it came just in time." ”

"Ah Lang ......" Chu Yi's face was full of anxiety, and he wanted to probe in, but he didn't dare to make it too obvious.

"It shouldn't be a problem." Chun Siniang took the tray, "...... Are you all set? ”

She didn't know what she said, but Chu Yi understood: "The doctor is waiting." And he said, "The lady is so good." "I admire it very much in the first year of junior high school.

Chun Siniang did not dare to take credit: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still have to work hard." ”

Although Chu Yi didn't understand this, he guessed it, and immediately piled up a worried face.

"Wait outside." Chun Siniang entered the meditation room with a food plate.

Wu Minzhi's gaze was glued to her from the moment she entered the house.

The attachment in her eyes made her heart tremble.

She trotted back to Wu Minzhi in two steps.

Chu Yi is really a good girl, the porridge is full of color and flavor, not to mention Wu Minzhi, who has been hungry for a few days, even Chun Siniang wants to eat two bowls.

The temperature of the tea is not hot or cold, just right.

Chun Siniang let Wu Minzhi drink tea first. Seeing that his lips were moistened, he picked up the porridge bowl, scooped a silver spoon, smiled at him, and said softly: "Good, try if the porridge I made is not to your taste." ”

Wu Min Yi looked at her face for a moment and opened his mouth obediently.

A cup of tea, a plate of porridge, Wu Minzhi's palm became warmer, his face was better, and even a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

Chun Siniang borrowed Yueniang's mouth again and retold what Fang had just said. Fang didn't dare to say it, but also said it: A-Niang has a spirit in the sky, and she definitely doesn't want to see her like this, she definitely hopes that you will live well. Also, our lineage is thin, the rise and fall of the family's honor and disgrace is tied to you, and the burden of reproduction is also on your shoulders, and the responsibility is heavy.

This time, Wu Minzhi fell into deep thought.

Chun Siniang was secretly happy in her heart, afraid that he would come back to his senses and make trouble, so she deliberately added a sentence, "The mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more, so it is better to take pity on the people in front of you." ”

After speaking, I remembered that Concubine Ling said this, she was selling herself to the scumbag, and she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

However, seeing that Wu Minzhi listened very carefully, he put this uncomfortable aside.