After the frost fell, it began to snow, and it rained for three days, and everything was covered with silver. In the Qingge Courtyard, the plum forest is in full bloom, the fragrance is overflowing, the white snow accumulates a little thick on the branches, the cold wind blows, and the snow falls in the branches in the trembling.

At noon, the sun poked slightly, and the plain white snow was dyed with mangse, and the reflection was dazzling.

The snowflakes were still dancing, and there was a gust of wind, and a peerless Fu man hurriedly came accompanied by a group of maids, wearing a colorful silver flower velvet brocade, covered with clouds, smoke, daffodils, and white fur, tall and plump, with innate nobility and coldness in his eyebrows and eyes.

Passing through the small bridge of the lake in the courtyard, you can see a thin figure kneeling in front of the magnificent building in the distance, the back that has always been uprooted is now weak, but the hair and shoulders are very clean, and there is not a single snowflake stained after kneeling for a day and a night.

Fu Ren walked up to him and stretched out his hand: "Uncle Feng, get up." ”

The corners of his eyes were haggard, his eyes were bloodshot and the loyal servant shook his head and refused, Fu Ren did not insist, after he walked up the steps, the prosperous and luxurious gold wood carved door was gently pushed open, the sound was not like the squeak of the ordinary wooden door, slightly heavy and dull, whimpering and silent.

The room is not warmer than the outside, a cold wind blows, and there is a unique fragrance in the air, which is a mixture of Du Ruo's aroma and the cold plum outside the house. Fu Ren tilted his head slightly, and his voice was like a pearl: "Go and close the open doors and windows, and then send someone to fetch some charcoal." ”

"Yes."

Behind him, a group of handsome-looking maids Qi Qifuli, with a dignified demeanor comparable to ordinary big ladies.

Fu Ren took off his white fur and hood and walked towards the inner room: "Cheng'er." ”

A figure with a long pen stood in front of the window, wearing only a thin green shirt, and the snowflakes danced wildly, stained with his long black jade hair and thick sword eyebrows.

He stood quietly, his snow-white skin was bloodless, and the thinness of Yin Hong, who had always been pale, looked lonely, cold as a cold plum outside the window, and lonely as a pine and bamboo in Lingfeng.

Fu people looked to his right. Not far away there is a costly hollow multi-treasure pavilion, on which are placed countless precious vessels and celadon antiques, in the nearest position, there is a mottled wooden statue, at first glance it looks like peeling off the red paint, only to find that those dull vermilion is not red paint, but dried blood.

Fu Ren called again: "Cheng'er." ”

The man finally turned around, Heiyu's eyes were slightly drunk, and he looked at the person who came lightly: "Mother." ”

Fu Man frowned. Walk slowly. Standing on tiptoe and gently patting the snowflakes off his shoulders: "Isn't it cold?" ”

"Cold."

"Since it's cold. Why don't you close the window? ”

The man looked back at Merlin, and his voice was as soft as a fine snowflake falling to the ground: "I'm wondering, how did she survive being so cold before." ”

Fu Man smiled. The gorgeous posture shows the gentleness that never shows in front of outsiders: "Is it that Tian girl?" ”

The man paused and nodded slightly: "Hmm." ”

The cold wind brought up his long hair, which was messy and twisted behind his ears, Fu Ren stretched out his hand and gently combed it, and said softly: "If that girl sees you like this, she must be distressed." ”

didn't hear the answer, Fu Ren said again: "Just like Uncle Feng kneeling outside the door, you are also distressed, but instead of melting the snow off his shoulders." It's better to let him go back to the house to rest, it's cold, and his body will not be able to stand it when he gets older. ”

"I didn't ask him to kneel."

"If you don't stop it, he'll keep kneeling."

The man stopped talking, silent.

"Cheng'er......" Fu Ren looked at his handsome side face. My heart ached, "Does that girl really like you so much, there are so many young ladies in the capital, you don't often come into contact, do you want to go and see." ”

The man turned a deaf ear for a long time, and his slender fingers with white fingers stuck out of the window to catch a falling snowflake: "Mother, do you think she can really see me?" ”

"Cheng'er ......"

Qing Lonely Hantan's eyes became a little distant, and the man said softly: "Will you feel distressed when you see it, if you feel distressed, will you come to talk to me?" ”

Fu Ren Yu stopped talking, and finally snorted red, the man suddenly laughed at himself, and his voice was as cold as plum fragrance: "It shouldn't be possible, how can she get into the formation of Yang Mansion, she hates her life so much, maybe she can't wait to go to Yin Division to reincarnate." I don't know if she's reluctant to let me ......."

Fu Ren paused, and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you tell me, what kind of girl she is?" ”

"What kind of girl?" The man raised his head, looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and looked at the distant eyes: "She likes to laugh, she didn't cry before, but once she was angry with me and cried, she was out of control, and she loved to cry more than anyone else." She often quarrels and fights with people, not because she is aggressive, but because she has a bad temper, but she is very sensible and knows that she will apologize if she does something wrong. ”

"It's like a child."

"It's a kid indeed." The man smiled and quietly recalled: "She will treat the people she likes very well, and she will hide away from the people she hates, and then say all the bad things about them behind her back, and say a few words about everything and nothing, and often laugh alone over there after speaking." But the people she hated, she didn't mention a word, the more people she hated to the core, the less she mentioned. ”

Fu Ren chuckled: "This girl is so funny. ”

"She seems to have no heart and lungs, laughing and laughing every day, but in fact, she is more bitter than anyone else, and she never tells anyone about the pain on her shoulders." The man whispered, his dark eyes filled with heartache, "Mother, I don't want to see her hurt the most, but she always relies on her body to cause injuries everywhere, although she will recover, but the pain is no different from ordinary people, she always doesn't let me worry...... I always wanted to protect her, but I still lost her, and the thought of her despair and fear made my heart ache and feel so uncomfortable. ”

Fu Ren stepped forward: "Cheng'er ......"

The snow was flying all over the sky, fluttering and sprinkling, the man raised his head slightly, the clouds in the sky and the clear smiling face in his memory were superimposed, as if he could still see her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and his thick long eyebrows were soothed, he continued: "She loves snow the most, her birthday is in the month of Layue, and she is so happy every winter every year." I like to play with her in the snow, her nose is red when it is frozen, it is so cute, I often can't help but bully her, but this stupid. The man smiled lightly as he spoke, "Every time I give her a delicious pastry, she immediately forgets it all, and if she gives more, she can help me play tricks on her master." ”

Fu Ren frowned: "Such a girl ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the man shook his head and interrupted: "Mother, it's not that she's not strong-willed, on the contrary. She's stronger than anyone else**. ”

"She is possessed by turbidity, learning things harder than ordinary people, but she memorized all the witch books on the mountain, ordinary people learn things once or twice, she has to learn more than a dozen times, I asked her if she is bitter, she said she doesn't want to achieve nothing, this bit of suffering is nothing. But she is really stupid, she has done a lot of stupid things, and she is the one who wants to harm others and is unlucky in the end. ”

Fu Ren chuckled: "I heard that you used to be vindictive. She's trying to hurt you. Seems to be a girl who doesn't admit defeat? ”

The man stopped talking. The cold wind carried the snowflakes into the window, blowing through his elegant eyebrows, looking at the cold plum outside the window, he was suddenly stunned. After a long time, he looked back with red eyes: "Mother, what I am most afraid of is her persistence and stubbornness, she trekked through mountains and rivers to find me but did not see me, what Uncle Feng said...... If she hadn't died, with her temper and personality, she would have avoided me and refused to see me, and she would probably never have been in contact with or heard of anything related to me, and maybe I would never see her again in this life......"

The wind is moving. The plum branches swayed, and thin layers of snow fell. Fu Ren looked at him quietly, this son who has been cold since he was a child, doesn't like to talk, and is not close to outsiders. His eyes were red in front of her and tears flowed from him, not hiding his sadness and heartache in the slightest. As a mother, she couldn't help anything, her heart was sour, she reached out and gently wiped the tears from his face, and could only give pale comfort: "She won't, she must be reluctant to you." ”

The man looked at her blankly: "Will you really be reluctant to me?" ”

Fu Ren also had red eyes, turned around and picked up the purple velvet fox fur on the case and draped it on his shoulders, the man stroked the luxurious fox fur, and said sadly: "She has always been very inferior, always feel that I am from a good background, but she doesn't know how much I have learned from her, those principles of life that are known to the world but often ignored She remembers better than anyone else, responsibility and belief have always been her persistence." ”

There was bitterness in her eyes, and she remembered what she said: "The family brings you glory and wealth, and you should ...... for them"

He interrupted her, but he didn't forget her earnestness.

He liked to see her seriousness, to see her self-confidence, that kind of brilliance was more moving than any beauty with delicate facial features.

Another string of tears slipped down, the man's thick eyebrows tightened, and he suppressed his feelings and said softly: "Mother, I miss her so much......"

The death of the girl from Tian failed, and the dark people, maids, subordinates, and guards of the Qingge Courtyard all thought that there would be thunderous anger, but they didn't. In the following days, Yang Xiuyi ate as usual, handled family affairs as usual, and received all kinds of guests as usual. It's just that the people close to him have changed from Uncle Feng to Chang Ke and Guan Jiu, and Xingge, who doesn't like to talk much, has become more and more silent, sometimes stopping unconsciously when walking in the house, and often retreating left and right, sitting alone under the plum forest and looking at the plum blossoms. At night, the candles in his room were never lit again, and sometimes on moonlit nights, his slender figure could be seen standing in front of the window, standing all night.

There was no angry scolding, no broken porcelain glass, no temper loss from beginning to end, and it was quiet beyond everyone's imagination.

Until the fourth day of the lunar month, he threw a thousand gold to send people to Xuancheng, after the ninth day of the first month, Wanzhan Qu became famous all over the world, and then his calm and lonely height was difficult to hold himself, although he still ate and acted as usual, but every morning he would be drunk in various places, sometimes flower houses, sometimes plum gardens, sometimes roofs, sometimes pavilions in the lake. The dark man hidden in the shadows didn't dare to come forward to help him, because even Uncle Feng would beat and scold him when he was drunk and crazy.

Before the Lantern Festival, Qingge Academy added a few maids who were not good-looking, and their eyebrows and eyes were very similar to each other, all of which were personally selected by Uncle Feng, and a few dark people who had seen Tian Chujiu in Cicheng naturally understood what was going on.

Ruge is one of the new maids, she learned from a big maid named Light Kite why she was chosen here, and she was happy for the first time because of her bland complexion. Although the young master was still blank when he saw her, when he was distracted, his eyes often involuntarily fixed on her face. Once she had a small dispute with a maid, the young master took someone to pass by, and without asking the reason, he sent the maid out of the Qingge Courtyard and went to work at the Huanyi office. The thoughts of her daughter's family made her feel more and more that she had some status in the young master's heart, so she often fought to work and ask for more opportunities to be cheeky.

But the next day after the Lantern Festival, the young master disappeared, leaving a letter saying that he was going to leave home to find someone, and Qingge Academy, whether it was a maid or a housekeeper, was severely punished by his wife, including her.

Half a month later, a middle-aged man with a dusty bearing brought the young master back, and as soon as he came back, the young master was punished by the master to kneel in the Yang family hall, ten days later, the young master was seriously ill, she rushed to serve, and saw the young master who burned the mi-paste in front of the couch and cried bitterly at the middle-aged man.

Before going to bed that day, she tossed and turned, can the arrogant young master be crazy and become such a woman really looks very similar to her, if she can marry into the Yang family, even if she is a shadow, what does it matter, not to mention that it is a man like the young master, I am afraid that all the maids in Qingge Academy have this idea.

That woman named Tian Chujiu is really happy. rp！。