Light snow fell one after another, and a thin layer of snow accumulated on the ground. The cold wind howled, like a cold sword and frost sword, cutting people's faces with pain.

The carriage slowly stopped outside King Chen's mansion, Mu Lingluo got out of the carriage with Forsythia's men, the car was covered with a soft woolen blanket, and there was a stove to warm her body and hands.

She tugged at her cloak, "Let's go, it's too cold outside." It's such a cold day, I don't know if Ah Mo is there? Let's go in first! ”

Everyone in the guards and managers of King Chen's Mansion knew that Mu Ling had fallen, after all, he was the one who wanted to become the future princess of King Chen's Mansion, how could they not know each other, and they all politely invited Mu Ling into the mansion at this time.

But it is true that as Mu Lingluo guessed, although the court is busy now, Su Zimo, who is the king of Chen, still has a holiday in this Laba Festival.

Seeing Mu Ling coming, Su Zimo was a little surprised, but he was still very happy, and hurriedly welcomed her in. "Why are you here on this cold day? It's cold, so let's warm up first! As he spoke, he ordered the little servants around him to go down and prepare to guard the stove.

Because Su Zimo himself is not afraid of the cold, and the earth dragon is burned in the house, it is very warm, and he basically does not have those charcoal stoves. But Mu Lingluo is a woman in the end, and she is more afraid of the cold.

Mu Lingluo took off his cloak and gave it to Forsythia, and let Su Zimo lead him inside. "It's rare Laba, I'll come to see you. I thought you were busy with Laba, didn't you go to the palace to accompany your aunt? ”

Su Zimo shook his head, "I used to be away all year round, but I didn't have this habit, and I don't like to go to the palace, and the queen mother also knows my temperament, if it wasn't a necessary banquet, she wouldn't have asked me to go." ”

"Have you received Laba porridge from the palace?" Mu Lingluo blinked and asked.

Su Zimo seems to have never been favored by Emperor Dewen, this Mu Lingluo also knows, but Su Zimo is the son of Emperor Dewen, he even sent Laba porridge to the minister's house, and it stands to reason that he will not forget Su Zimo.

Mu Lingluo actually thought it was very strange all along, Emperor Devin obviously didn't like Su Zimo, but he gave Su Zimo the order of the three armies. Although this is all earned by Su Zimo's own efforts in the sea of swords and guns, if Emperor Devon is really unwilling to increase the help of the crown prince and increase the bargaining chips for the queen, he should not let Su Zimo hold a heavy army. He can even casually find a name and send Su Zimo away, after all, he is the prince, and military power has been a big trouble for those in power since ancient times, either he holds it himself, or he trusts it. But Emperor Devin did not shy away from it, and the errand for Su Zimo has always been an important key.

Such a Devon Emperor made Mu Lingluo a little incomprehensible.

Su Zimo nodded lightly: "Well, they were all distributed to the guards in the mansion." ”

When Mu Lingluo heard this, he couldn't help choking, and he couldn't cry or laugh. "You're generous."

In the Liuguo Mansion, those masters fought for a bowl of laba porridge, and they could only get that little bit. When he arrived at Su Zimo, he was good, and he was even distributed to others in the house. If this is called the Liuguo Mansion, or even other people in the capital know, I am afraid that they will have to cry.

Su Zimo tilted his head suspiciously, "It's just some laba porridge." And although the palace is said to be well-selected, it is not very brilliant when it is cold. I'm more than that, and I'm looking forward to you making it for me. After a pause, Su Zimo's eyes darkened slightly, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to have a whirlpool, staring at Mu Lingluo tightly, "Moreover, there are few people in our house, and we don't need so much laba porridge." If you think it's a pity, then marry quickly, and in the future, we will have a few more litters of boys and girls, and the New Year will become more and more lively. ”

His warm snort sprinkled on Mu Lingluo's sensitive earlobe, and Mu Lingluo's ears suddenly turned red. She hurriedly pushed him away, raised her eyes and glared at him, because her eyebrows were dyed red, and the glare was like a seductive glance, like a hook, tickling people's hearts.

"What nonsense?" Mu Lingluo glared at him, "What litters, I'm not a pig, where can I give birth to a few litters, pay attention to the quantifiers, okay?" ”

"Measure words?" Su Zimo was not annoyed when he was pushed away, but he was also a little puzzled by the meaning of Mu Lingluo's words, and couldn't help asking.

"It's just, you can't describe it as a nest!" Mu Lingluo didn't know how to popularize language knowledge like Su Zimo, so after thinking about it, he could only reply like this.

At this time, Xu Gui had already come in with an oval hand stove of painted enamel opening birds and beasts, followed by a smooth and shiny snow-white tiger, as if it smelled the breath of the girl it loved, it seemed very excited, and pounced on Mu Lingluo's body.

The ambiguous atmosphere that originally permeated the room suddenly made this person and a tiger completely destroyed.

Su Zimo couldn't help frowning slightly, the displeasure in his eyes could be seen, and he coldly glanced at one person and one tiger, especially looking at the little white tiger that pounced on Mu Lingluo's body, he became more and more displeased.

The snow group didn't seem to notice it at all, but Xu Gui didn't have the snow group, he saw that Su Zimo's face was wrong, and he didn't dare to stay longer, so he only put the painting enamel open bird and beast oval hand stove in his hand on the table respectfully, and bowed to Su Zimo and Mu Lingluo, "Lord, this is a hand stove for the princess, it's not hot." ”

Xue Tuanzi was very happy to see Mu Lingluo, and his little tail swept happily behind him, like a snow-white whip, which was very eye-catching.

Because of Mu Lingluo's feeding, it is now very close to Mu Lingluo, and in its eyes, Mu Lingluo is the owner, and he is even better to it than his own master. At this time, it grinned widely, and sniffed at Mu Lingluo's neck and shoulder, without the slightest coldness as a white tiger beast.

If Mu Lingluo hadn't been the first to know about its breed, and its ears and tail had betrayed it, she would have thought it was a Samoyed.

She lowered her head and kissed its forehead, touched its ears, and scratched its cheeks, "Xiao Xuetuan, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are fat again, and your fur is shiny, just like satin." It seems that the national teacher still takes good care of you! ”

No, Xue Tuanzi is not as big as an adult Samoyed now, and at best it looks like the size of an adult Chinese pastoral dog. However, compared to the image of a little milk dog that Mu Lingluo first knew about it and was only bigger than a man's palm, at this time it just had the same qualitative changes, especially in the eyes of the national teacher and Su Zimo, who had raised it for a long time but had not seen how it had risen, it was like eating feed, and it had grown so big in a hurry.