The always prosperous capital has rarely settled down after a baptism of heavy snow. Those pampered rich and noble people are hiding in the house that burns the earth dragon and is as warm as spring at this time, holding the exquisite stove in their hands, drinking tea and chatting. On weekdays, the financiers don't go out, so the small traders naturally collect their stalls and stay idle for a few days.

Haoying Mountain and the bamboo forest are on the east and west sides of the city, so to go to the bamboo forest, stealing jade needs to pass through the graceful imperial capital. The Tang Mansion is located on Suzaku Street, the main road of Qicheng, which can be described as a necessary road. However, stealing jade was like deceiving oneself, winding and winding many paths, but he did not pass by the luxurious mansion.

When I came to that bamboo forest, I hadn't walked in yet, just looking at it, and I felt inexplicably at ease when I stole jade. The grievances and resentments of the past few days have turned into wisps of green smoke at this time, dispersing everywhere. The snow pressed the tall and thin bamboo, which was originally tall and green, and at this time bent down slightly, but refused to give in, and wanted to stand up straight. It is no wonder that the world admires the integrity of Xiuzhu, which is indeed high and tenacious. Because it is inaccessible, the snow in the bamboo forest is pure white and immaculate. Stealing jade traveled all the way, leaving behind two strings of fine footprints.

The small house still stands alone in the deepest part of the bamboo forest, as if forgotten by this lively world. Stealing Jade walked over slowly, suddenly feeling a little nervous in her heart. I don't know if Gongzi Rong is here? The last time I went to Huainan to say goodbye to him, I was disappointed. I came over without saying hello this time, wouldn't it be a little presumptuous? No matter, she wanted to see him anyway. Thinking of this, Stealing Jade raised his hand and gently slammed the door.

There was a sound of soothing sound in the room, and Stealing Jade was overjoyed. Sure enough, a man in white with a long body opened the door. Seeing the girl standing outside the door, Rong Jiyu couldn't help but be surprised: "Eh? Jade stealing girl, why are you? ”

"I'm ......" Stealing Jade blushed, scratching her head and supporting herself, "I passed by here, so I came over to see ......"

How could anyone pass through such a secluded place? Her excuses were as bad as when they first met, and she was as clumsy as she was when she concealed why she was being hunted down. But he never cared about those, he looked at the "uninvited guest" in front of him who made him happy: most of his delicate and beautiful face was covered by the hood under his hood, and only his eyes were bright and flashing, which could not be ignored. A strand of black hair drooped down her left cheek, making her skin even whiter. The heavy white fox cloak still couldn't hide her slender and moving figure. She appeared outside his door in a snowy patch, like an elf sneaking into the world to play.

Before opening the door, he thought it was someone sent by his father. Every winter, when the year was approaching, he had to be "invited" back to his father's mansion to face people he didn't want to see. Originally, I opened the door out of disgust, but I didn't expect that someone came to steal jade. Unconsciously, the whole heart warmed up. He stepped out of the way and led the jade thief into the house: "It's freezing outside, the jade thief girl come in quickly and warm up." ”

Stealing Jade happily responded, and followed him into the warm bamboo house.

The small bamboo hut is as warm as spring.

The furnace burned fine silver charcoal, red, but without a trace of choking black smoke. The bamboo hut is not blackened and does not cause discomfort. The furnishings in the house were no different from the last time the jade was recuperating here, probably because of the cold weather, there was just a huge white tiger skin, which was spread flat on the ground. Stealing Jade looked at the tiger skin and thought to herself that stepping on it barefoot must be very soft and warm. There are still a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and there is a red guqin by the window, which is different from the one Rong and met before.

It's just that the jade stealing was too young at that time. She had never looked closely at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, let alone the name of the cashier. The painting was from the hand of Qiu Xingzhi, the first talented painter in the Guangyan Dynasty, and his works are hard to find; The large, beautifully peeled white tiger skin, undamaged, with smooth fur and no trace of variegation, was worth more than the same weight of gold; It is said that the silver charcoal burned in the house can only be shared by the master above the concubine in the palace, and the amount is not enough to be used for heating every day. Although silver charcoal is also burned in the Hidden Heaven Mountain Villa, only the master and a few of their big disciples have it. And this inconspicuous little bamboo hut in the bamboo forest, any thing, is worth a fortune. Even if it were their master, Forsythia, I am afraid it would be difficult to achieve such luxury. If she had had one more mind at that time, instead of only dreaming of a girl, she would have easily discovered how noble and different the beautiful man in front of her was.

At this time, Stealing Jade just took off his heavy cloak and sat on the white tiger skin. And Yu asked her with a smile: "The jade stealing girl is a distinguished guest, come to me, how do you want me to entertain?" ”

The jade stealing eyes rolled, and he read randomly: "Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove." If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing? Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a jade bead falling to the ground, and her expression was vivid and delicate, which made her a little crazy.

He adjusted his feelings and said, "It turns out that the jade stealing girl came to me to beg for a drink." Coincidentally, I have a jar of good bamboo leaves, and I have never been willing to drink it. Take it out for the girl to taste today. ”

"Hmm," Stealing Jade pretended to be strict and picky, "My mouth is very picky, I don't know if your wine is to my liking." Master has a lot of good wine there, so my mouth that has been raised will not be satisfied. ”

While smiling, he took out a shovel from behind the door: "The wine is hidden outside by me, and it needs to be dug out." ”

"I'll go with you." Stealing Jade got up from the white tiger skin and jumped up and down behind him.

Coming out of the warm room, the cold wind whistled and blew, and Stealing Jade couldn't help but tremble. The man in white in front of him seemed to be dressed very thinly, but he didn't see him cold like himself. Then he went around to the back of the bamboo hut and used a shovel to cut the soil on the ground, revealing the dark brown wine jar inside.

Stealing Jade poked his head and found that the wine jar was tightly sealed, and there was not a trace of the smell of wine. The stealing jade fox stared suspiciously at the ugly-looking wine jar, his expression was like that of Ah Yu with doubts and disdain. And when he saw her like this, he just smiled, and then walked to the house with the wine jar in his arms.

And when he took a clean handkerchief and carefully wiped the soil on the surface of the wine jar, he sat beside him with his cheeks and watched. His expression was so serious, like he was looking at a rare treasure. His hair is soft and black, his eyebrows and eyes are too deep and charming, and his young and full white skin is lined like the snow falling on the bamboo leaves outside the door. His lips are always smiling, and he has a subtle and seductive opening and closing that is fascinating.