In the early morning of deep winter, the faint sunlight in the small courtyard is covered with heavy white. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huan'er hurriedly stepped on the snow with hot water, and the cheerful sound of squeaking on the snow was heard.

"Miss, get up and freshen up." Huan'er pushed the door in, and a wave of coldness quietly followed.

Shen Qiwu answered lazily and got up with a yawn.

Huan'er hurriedly put on a dress for her, served her out of bed, and washed her cheeks with hot water before starting to dress up.

"Miss, what's wrong with your eyes?" Huan'er inadvertently saw Shen Qiwu's appearance in the bronze mirror and exclaimed.

Shen Qiwu half-squinted his eyes, and he actually had two huge dark circles under his eyes in the bronze mirror.

Shen Qiwu raised his eyebrows slightly, and bared his teeth into the bronze mirror.

"It's okay, it's okay, this is Miss's new makeup, do you think it looks good, Huan'er?"

"Miss is the best-looking person in the world, but this makeup is just too weird." Huan'er tried her best to hold back her laughter, and her little face turned red, as if dyed with the sunset.

Shen Qiwu glanced at her and hummed.

Huan'er used a fragrant wood comb to comb her hair, her movements were very careful, and her expression was meticulous.

"Miss, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Hmm."

Shen Qiwu was listless, yawning and drowsy.

Huan'er put on a hairpin for her, and then examined it carefully, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, I just listened to her whisper, "Actually, I heard that the prince is very good, handsome and talented, and his temperament is also very filial." He will definitely be a good emperor in the future. ”

Shen Qiwu glanced at her, and Huan'er closed her little mouth in a little panic.

After freshening up, the next person served breakfast.

Looking at the various gruels on the table, Shen Qiwu suddenly remembered the taste of breakfast in the past, where it was either gruel or pastries.

Luxury, this life is too luxurious!

Shen Qiwu had breakfast and walked on the snow in a fox fur.

Huan'er followed her inseparably, her little face was a little red and purple because of the cold, and her mouth kept pouring hot air into her hands.

Shen Qiwu thought it was funny and didn't speak. The two walked calmly, leaving a trail of footprints on the snow.

It stands to reason that Shen Qiwu should go to say goodbye to his grandmother after getting up. Grandmother's age is too old for her to travel far, and she will not leave the Shen Mansion easily in the future. Returning to Beijing this time, Shen Qiwu estimated that it would be difficult for him to have another chance to meet this kind old man.

However, the grandmother didn't seem to want to see her, probably because she was afraid that she would not leave here, so she ran out of the door early in the morning to worship the Buddha.

Shen Qiwu was full of slander in his heart, and felt that his grandmother was really making a big fuss. Isn't it just going back to Beijing, isn't it just going to the palace again to face a saint, I, a high-level intellectual in the 21st century, will be afraid of this?

Well, but it's scary to think about. Shen Qiwu squinted his eyes and wrapped the fox fur tightly, because it was really a bit cold this day.

Out of the courtyard, Shen Qiwu took a photo with Shen Kai, this Shen Kai is the grandson of the old housekeeper in the Shen Mansion in the capital, and he is also the person sent by Shen Qiwu's father to urge her this time.

Shen Kai seemed to be guarding the outside of the courtyard early in the morning, with a lot of snow on his shoulders, and the snow on his felt hat had even piled up more than a foot high.

"Miss, the luggage is all packed, when can we leave?" He kept rubbing his hands, and his cheeks were even a little frostbitten, and he looked very haggard.

Shen Qiwu squinted his eyes slightly and spat out a breath of hot air.

If this Shen Kai didn't say anything, he would really look like a snowman.

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The small courtyard was very busy, and the people were busy carrying Shen Qiwu's luggage, and they set off to return to Beijing after all the carriages were loaded.

Shen Qiwu never left the scroll in his hand, and stood on the snow wrapped in a fox fur.

Grandmother did not return to the house, and Shen Qiwu thought about saying goodbye but did not have a chance. She held the scroll and looked at the bamboo fence outside, which was a small vegetable garden.

My grandmother usually likes to grow some melons and fruits by herself, but now because of the wind and snow, there is a white color in the small vegetable garden, and only a black cat likes to play there.

Huan'er came to Shen Qiwu's side, supported her, and helped her into the carriage.

Grandmother was a nice person, a really kind old man. In addition to Huan'er around her, grandmother may be the person Shen Qiwu is most willing to be close to.

Shen Qiwu took a deep look at the gate of the Shen Mansion and gently lowered the curtain.

I don't know when I will have the opportunity to see this kind old man again.

"Let's go."

Shen Kai, who was riding a horse at the front, gave an order, and a group of guards surrounded Shen Qiwu's carriage and set off towards the capital.

Nowadays, the border is turbulent and unstable, and foreign armies will come to invade the border at any time. Although it is an important border town with the most elite troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are still refugees everywhere on the official road.

They were in rags, their faces were sad, they did not have the joy of the arrival of the New Year, their faces were covered with dirt and full of anger about leaving their homeland, and they supported each other to move forward on the official road.

The carriage came to a halt and there was a jolt. The voices of the guards scolding the refugees were a bit unbearable.

The refugees were scattered, and some walked in the middle of the official road, delaying the carriage and horses.

Shen Qiwu raised the curtain of the car, frowned and said nothing.

Huan'er sat beside her, looking a little uneasy.

Shen Qiwu's brows were furrowed heavily, making people feel that there was some gloom in it.

"Miss, I'll get out of the car and stop them."

"Oh, by the way, give them something to eat."

"Huh?" Huan'er was stunned.

Shen Qiwu raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the curtain and held the scroll and stopped talking.

Huan'er realized, put down the curtain and got out of the carriage.

Soon it was quiet outside, and the carriage and horses were moving slowly again.

There were bursts of grateful voices from the refugees behind him, and Shen Qiwu's brows relaxed.

There are too many ordinary people fleeing along the way, most of them are poor people whose homes have been destroyed by the war and can only leave their homes.

Shen Qiwu didn't feel that he would be the savior of this world. It's just that since you have met, you will inevitably have compassion in your heart.

Huan'er got into the carriage and saw Shen Qiwu with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

Huan'er hurriedly found a coat to cover her, and concentrated on embroidering female red on the side.

The carriage and horses slowly walked towards the afterglow of the setting sun.

It is getting closer and closer to the capital.