In the dim light, his eyebrows and eyes were as light as distant mountains.

She couldn't help but hold her breath and didn't dare to take a closer look. It's autumn, and although the sun looks good during the day, it's so hot that people want to sweat, but at night, the warmth gradually fades, but it seems to be extraordinarily cold. She stood in the room with her coat over and holding a lamp, and she still felt as if there was a chill lingering on her body. Wang Ren, on the other hand, sat under the windowsill with his arms crossed, and fell asleep wearing only thin clothes.

Song remembered that Wang Ren was afraid of the cold, more than anyone she knew.

At times like these, he must have put on his thick clothes early, and wrapped himself in the clumsy and warm of a bear in the snow.

But now, he just sat in the early autumn night. The cold wind gusted, gradually bringing a bit of the cold that was approaching in the middle of winter. Song glanced sharply at Wang Ren's two frowning eyebrows, which seemed to be wrinkled even tighter, but he was afraid that he felt cold in his sleep, right?

It's such a big person, and he doesn't go back to sleep in the middle of the night, but he stays here, it's really nonsense.

But when she looked at him, the heart that was beating in her chest suddenly softened into a puddle of water.

The man under the window slept like an uneasy child.

She suddenly became a little nervous, and she didn't know whether she should go and call him up, not to freeze, or to pretend that she had not seen it, so she quietly blew out the light and closed the window and went back to bed to lie down. The former, at best, will not make him freeze to death, but Wang Ren's temperament Song has touched more or less two points, if he is woken up at this moment, maybe he will quietly hide away because he feels embarrassed. But the latter just left him alone. Why should he be frozen?

Thinking like this, Song's feet seemed to be stuck to the ground and took root, and they couldn't move a bit.

She sighed secretly. How could she just go back and lie down, even if she was lying in the bed, how could she sleep when she was thinking about it?

She hesitated, rested the lamp on the long low table by the wall, pulled up her shoes and walked lightly to the bed, so ...... I'm looking for something to shelter him......

Luckily, there is always a shortage of quilts. It's going to be early autumn. Although it was cool, no matter how cold it was, it would not be colder than in the middle of winter, so she was still covered with the quilt that was not thick before. However, Yuzi was afraid that she would be cold at night. In the morning, she took out another thick bedding, and when she felt cold, she spread it out and covered it.

Song picked up the thinner bed, in the silent night. There was a rustling sound.

Yuzi, who was sleeping outside the vigil, seemed to turn over.

Song was taken aback. Her body stiffened slightly, and she waited with bated breath for a moment, but there was no more sound in her ears, and she didn't see Yuzi speak, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

She carefully hugged the quilt and walked back to the bed, glanced out, and couldn't help frowning.

How do you cover him?

If you want to go around, you will inevitably alarm Yuzi.

Fortunately, the windowsill is not too high. If you step on the brocade, you will climb out. That's it. It won't look too good. Song exhaled softly, fortunately it was the middle of the night, and it was pitch black all around, and no one could see it.

She first put the quilt aside, and then quietly moved the brocade to place it against the wall, looked out the window, and stepped on the brocade.

As she pressed her palm against the lattice, she suddenly remembered what had happened when she was young.

Because there are no parents and elders in the family, and her brother dotes on her, she was quite a bit foolish when she was a child. This thing of avoiding the maid and the woman and sneaking out of the window to play has also been done several times.

I never thought that now that I am old, I will start to open the window again.

She shook her head with a smile and a smile of her face, and easily rolled over the window, and the soles of her feet in the eight-treasure satin flat nightshoes fell silently to the ground. She first turned sideways to look at Wang Ren, still asleep with her eyes closed, her breathing sound steady. Song's heart was a little settled, and he leaned out of the window to reach for the thin quilt that he had placed earlier.

Although the quilt is not thick enough, it is better than nothing, first cover it with him, and wait until about dawn, she gets up and quietly collects it.

Song grabbed the quilt, took it out of the room, and unfolded it.

She stood beside Wang Ren, leaned over slightly, and gently covered the unfolded quilt over him.

The sound of breathing in my ears was still flat and steady, without the slightest disorder.

Song tucked the corners of the quilt, and the hair slipped down the cheeks and scattered on Wang Ren's shoulders.

She panicked, hurriedly ruffled her hair, looked at him again, and scurried through the window into the house. The lamp burning inside had accumulated a puddle of clear oil. Song raised the lamp and looked out again, blew the lamp, and gently returned to the bed to lie down, dragging the quilt over the other bed and spreading it out and covering it.

She didn't know that the person who had been closing his eyes outside the window and seemed to be asleep had opened his eyes the moment she closed the window.

Wang Ren has been pretending to be asleep.

Although Song's movement was light, Wang Ren knew it the moment she got up.

He was just at a loss all of a sudden, and he didn't hide or not, so he simply hugged his arms and closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The sound of breathing was so smooth that ordinary people would not have noticed that he was not asleep. The Song clan also doesn't know martial arts, so of course they can't detect it. He was right under her nose for most of the day.

The night was long, the surroundings were silent, and the cold moon hanging high in the night sky gradually became hazy.

Wang Ren's eyes were open, his eyes were clear, and there was no sleepiness in him, but he still maintained his posture and did not move for half a minute. On the quilt that Song carefully covered for him, there was still a faint warmth left, that is...... The temperature on her body ......

And the few strands of hair she had just slipped off seemed to still fall on his shoulders.

The light fragrance on her body also lingered on the tip of his nose, making him feel as if he was in a dream, and he didn't dare to move lightly, for fear that if he moved, he would wake up from this dream, and when he woke up, there would be nothing. So he always maintained his original posture, and he didn't dare to move even half a finger casually.

In the night, he sat on the floor, covered with a satin quilt, and the corners of his lips curled. Laugh at the thief's contentment.

She actually climbed out of the window and gave him a quilt!

She noticed him outside, and did not drive him away, nor did she question him what he was doing sitting outside the window in the middle of the night. Just sneaked out and covered him with a quilt.

Wang Ren thought, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, and it was useless to want to press it.

After seeing Sharman that day, he was very depressed, and there were some things that could not be changed. Even if some bureaus have the ability to turn the clouds and rain, they cannot be broken.

As long as he thought that the Song family might marry someone else again, he couldn't help but tremble with anger.

The men out there were not as good as he was. How can you be worthy of her?

But he couldn't just rush to the Song family and say to her, don't you marry again...... If this is really said, what is it? Not to mention why he is really qualified to say such things. How could he let people not get married?

She's so good. It's still so young.

Wang Ren was melancholy for a long time, and finally mustered up his courage, but when he saw that the Song family looked a little more strange in his expression, he couldn't help but secretly panic.

If you think about it carefully, isn't it because Shaman and Song's aunt and sister-in-law have spoken in the room in the afternoon?

He couldn't help but wonder if Sharman had informed the Song family of the matter? Therefore, when Song saw him again, he was a little uncomfortable?

I feel uneasy. The number of times he walked to the north city decreased.

If she doesn't want to see herself. Now it's just because of the past that it's inconvenient to say that it's forcibly supported, but how is it good. So when he appeared in front of the Song family, there were fewer and fewer of them.

However, after not coming to see her for a few days, Wang Ren couldn't hold it back.

He was eating, thinking about the dishes she had cooked herself; slept in bed, thinking about all she thought about was her smile and smile; As she walked, she almost tripped over herself because she thought about her.

He heard Xiao Liu muttering to Xiao Runzi in private, saying that he was becoming more and more like a walking corpse, and he was not angry at all.

Xiao Runzi grew up with him, and he had never seen this appearance, so he couldn't help but be a little worried, so he slipped out of the palace to see him and asked him what he was worried about recently.

Wang Ren hid it and ignored him, but when Xiao Runzi returned to the palace later, he sat there alone, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. When it was time to hold the lamp, his heart suddenly returned to peace.

He had to see her again, and when he saw her, he put the matter aside and never thought about it again, and only looked after her secretly.

I never thought about it, obviously I thought about it well at first, but when I saw the Song family in Beicheng, he hesitated and couldn't let it go.

All the decisions to kill were empty, and they were all fed to the dogs.

He was like a hairy boy, he lost his sense of proportion, he didn't dare to see her face, and he didn't dare to let her know that he had been to Beicheng, so he hid outside her house in the middle of the night, blowing the cold wind and thinking nonsense.

But just now, the Song family found him, but he did something he never dared to think of.

He stretched his legs, changed his sitting position, buried his head in the quilt, sniffed the residual scent above him, and sighed softly.

The night breeze was slow, and this soft sigh was shattered in the wind.

He was thinking, if he stayed in Yanling back then and never entered Beijing, then wouldn't he have to struggle so much now?

The answer is unequivocal.

He won't struggle, he won't be embarrassed, he won't let go, because if that's the case, he is afraid that he won't have a chance to stand together with the Song family.

Because he entered Beijing and became the chief eunuch of the palm print of the celebrant supervisor, and also the factory supervisor of the Dongji Factory, he was able to bring her injured back to Beijing from Huizhou, and he could stand here and worry about this.

He was suddenly relieved, and every qiē was worth it.

The wind grew louder, and the cumulus clouds obscured the bright moon, leaving only a faint cold glow, and the night seemed more and more deep and viscous.

Wang Ren stood up, opened the closed window from the outside, and jumped in with the quilt in his arms. The soft boots hit the ground, but they walked silently. There was no light in the room, so he put the quilt aside with the thin moonlight shining in from the window, and then walked to the bedside, lifted the corner of the tent, and looked inside, but saw that the Song family's green silk was scattered on the pillow and slept peacefully.

He couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, but he was still reluctant to look away.

Wang Ren held the tent and couldn't help whispering, secretly scolding himself for being like a disciple.

But if you can become a disciple, you can become a disciple, he can't take his eyes off.

After looking at it for a while, he reluctantly put down the tent, and carefully smoothed the wrinkled corner of his own crumpling, and then walked to the window and turned over.

Early the next morning, Song woke up and opened his eyes. But he saw that the room was already bright.

She thought sleepily for a while, then suddenly lifted the quilt and got up and ran to the window, and a pair of hands had already reached out of her sleeves to push the window.

"Babble". The window was wide open, and there was silence under the windowsill, and there was no human figure.

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard someone behind her call, "Madam." ”

Song turned his head blankly, saw that it was Yuzi, and returned a little bit of his senses.

Yuzi came in with warm water and walked a few steps. Suddenly, I saw a quilt piled up in a mess, and I couldn't help but say "huh".

Hearing the voice, Song followed and looked over. As soon as I saw it, I completely sobered up, and said with a haha: "It was a little cold last night, so I changed to another bed, and this pile took up space on the bed." And he left it there haphazardly. You'll take care of it later. ”

"Yes." Yuzi heard that there was no doubt that he was there, and came forward to serve the Song family to wash and change clothes.

Song has always been a little absent-minded, she overslept, and she didn't know when Wang Ren woke up and when she sent the quilt back to the house.

After a while, a mother-in-law brought food up, and she used two mouthfuls to let people remove the things, get up and go outside.

Who knows that he hasn't taken two steps yet. Listen to Yuzi Dao, Yin Gong is here.

She was shocked. One stumbled under his feet and almost fell off the platform.

A figure quickly passed in front of her, firmly held her, and asked urgently, "Have you ever been stuck?" ”

Song Shi hurriedly shook his head and stumbled and said, "No...... There is no ......"

"Where is Little Five?" Wang Ren was not worried, "Yuzi moves slowly, and it is useless at this time." ”

Yuzi lowered her eyes and was silent, just left, except for his wife, who else in this family has not been disliked by Yin Gong? Not much of her.

"I asked Xiao Wu to detain Brother Yi to study." Song stood still and explained softly.

Wang Ren was slightly stunned.

Song said: "I don't go out left and right, I stay at home every day, and I don't need to follow Xiao Wu from time to time." The people around Brother Yi were scattered earlier, and those who stayed in the Xie family stayed there, and there was no one who could use them. I originally said that I would find someone to pick a few, but I didn't let Xiao Wu be out of use for a few days first. ”

"You don't have to choose, I'll just pick two and send them to you." Wang Ren understood, and said, "Find two literate people, if Brother Yi doesn't like it, let him follow me to pick another one." ”

Hearing this, the Song family subconsciously wanted to refuse, how could they even trouble him with this little thing.

But as soon as she saw Wang Ren's eyes, she swallowed the words of refusal again, and she didn't say it and made him unhappy.

She nodded and agreed.

Wang Ren smiled and asked her with great interest, in addition to reading and literacy, what else do you have to choose?

Seeing that he never mentioned last night's incident, Song also had the right to assume that he had never seen the person sleeping under the window, and only continued his words.

But the atmosphere seems to be more familiar than before.

On the eve of his departure, Wang Ren went to see Xie Yi again.

Xie Yi is also familiar with him, because he is the most like the Song family in Wang Ren's mind, and he is also the purest, so Wang Ren will treat him a little more. Wang Ren left him to talk in the study, and asked about Song's desire to let him go back to the academy to continue his studies. Xie Yi said with a bitter face: "You help persuade her, isn't it good for me to stay by her side and accompany her?" I have to go back to the academy to do something. ”

After that, he muttered again: "Besides, if I go far away, if Yan Moshi bullies Ah Man, won't Ah Man even be able to find a maiden brother who can help fight?" Far water can't save the near fire, so I don't dare to go. ”

Wang Ren couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said, "If he really bullies Ah Man, will you be able to beat him?" ”

"If he can't beat it, don't mention it, if he bullies Ah Man, he can't fight and has to fight to be like words!" Xie Yi said solemnly.

Wang Ren smiled unabated, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that at your age, it's too late to learn martial arts." ”

Xie Yi sighed, "You remember to persuade my mother." ”

"Persuade what?" Wang Ren smiled slightly, and looked at him fixedly, "If you can't do martial arts, do you want to end up with a penny?" ”

Xie Yi: "......"

Wang Ren said earnestly: "Look at you, you can't beat others in a fight, but at least you can practice your mouth sharply." It's also good to read a few more books and take them out to others when you have nothing to do. A man's tongue is also a weapon, and if it is used well, it kills without seeing blood. ”

Xie Yi continued: "......"

"So this time, I'm on your mother's side." Wang Ren made up his mind.

Xie Yi cried with a sad face: "Even you said so, who else can persuade her." ”

"But there's no need to rush. The situation is unclear at the moment, and it will be possible to discuss this matter in a few days. Wang Ren soothed.

"In that case, you can teach me to practice martial arts!" Xie Yi said suddenly. "Anyway, it's good to learn some fists and kicks to defend yourself, don't you say?"

Wang Ren carefully looked at his hands and feet, and bowed slightly: "The kung fu of the three-legged cat, you should be able to learn some of it, but you have to ask your mother about this matter first." ”

Xie Yi got the order, and his face was happy. After a few more thanks, he retired first, and trotted to find Song.

Wang Ren stood up slowly, looked at the direction he was going and smiled. Then he went out of Beicheng to Xie Shuning.

He went alone, and he didn't see Xie Shuning, but only quietly saw Yan Huai and said, "I can't let it go." That's it. ”

Yan Huai was stunned. It took a while to slowly come back to his senses and understand what he was talking about.

The two sat facing each other, and there was a jug of wine on the table, but neither of them drank it.

Yan Huai whispered, "Have you thought about it?" ”

Wang Ren glanced at him, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Think about it?

How to think well.

"I can't die without asking." After a long time, Wang Ren suddenly reached out to lift the wine jug, and grabbed an upside-down wine glass with the other hand. Brew yourself a cup and drink it with your head up.

Yan Huai is a person who has come over, and he felt a lot of emotion when he heard this. But after all, the Song family was an elder, and he didn't have much to say, so he had to drink silently.

Wang Ren muttered: "After drinking this pot of wine, I will go and ask her." ”

"Courage?" Yan Huai subconsciously blurted out.

Wang Ren sneered: "I'm not you, what kind of courage do you have." ”

But wine strengthens people's courage, it's true.

Another glass of wine went into his throat, "Anyway, no matter how strong it is, I'm still afraid of it." Wang Ren turned his face sideways, staring at the noisy flow of people below the restaurant, his voice was a little helpless, but there seemed to be two points of resoluteness in this helplessness, "But as long as she is willing, even if she wants to be the enemy of the world, I will never let go." ”

Yan Huai was silent.

After a long time, he still clearly remembered the tone in which Wang Ren spoke at this moment.

It was also at this moment that he suddenly realized that the great eunuch who was sitting opposite him drinking was a man who stood up to the sky and the earth more than many people in his bones!

After drinking a pot of wine, Wang Ren really got up and left.

He drank very well, and when he left the restaurant, he still didn't get drunk. Out of the East City, he returned to the North City without the slightest hesitation. This time, he didn't let people pass it on, and went straight to the Song family. Song was taking a small pair of scissors and bending down to repair a pot of flowers, and the breeze was slow, blowing her cuffs slightly, and she was beautiful.

Wang Ren looked at it, the wine was not drunk, but it was drunk.

He stood a few steps away and called out to her indifferently: "Furou." ”

When Song heard that it was his voice, he turned around without hesitation and smiled: "Why did you come back, but you forgot something?" ”

"I forgot something very important to tell you." Wang Ren nodded.

Song was puzzled: "What's the matter?" Isn't it Brother Yi'er's business? He has come with me before......"

"It's not Brother Yi'er's business." Wang Ren pretended to interrupt her words calmly, there was a fleeting panic in his eyes, but his voice was as clear and gentle as ever, "I still remember the winter day when I first saw you, the plum tree in the Song Mansion in Yanling bloomed very well and very moving...... But it was so cold that day, so cold that people shivered. There was not much snow in the south in winter, but the snow that year was quite heavy, and the ground was full of snow, and it was thick there, and as soon as I lay down, I fell into half of my body, and I was so cold that I was wooden. ”

"When I lay down, I couldn't get up, my neck seemed to freeze, and I could only look at the sky with my eyes open. The plum blossoms happened to be lying across my head, one after the other, red as blood. I thought, just die, it's good to die, it won't be cold, it won't hurt, and it won't be sad. But actually, I don't want to die at all......"

"When I was dying, I saw you."

"You were that tall then." Wang Ren raised his hand and gestured, "The shoes are still decorated with Nanzhu, and the thread fell loose in the snow, and I secretly picked it up." It's a pity that he entered the palace later and couldn't keep it. ”

He looked pity. Song finally remembered-

Many years ago, in the winter, she led people to sneak out of the house, only to find that when she returned home, she found that she had dropped the pink Nanzhu that she had embedded in her shoes......

It turned out to be that day!

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard Wang Ren say, "I want to marry you." ”

Song was stupid.

The wind blew quietly, the flowers and trees swayed gently, and the two stood facing each other, neither of them making a sound.

After a long time, Wang Ren breathed a sigh of silence and turned away.

"I'm happy."

He was shocked and quickly turned around.

Song stood in front of the flowers, his eyes were gentle, as if with a faint mist rising in the morning.

"Really, I'm so happy," she said. ”

Wang Ren's eyes widened and he asked stupidly, "I...... Isn't it drunk......"

"You're not drunk." Song chuckled.

He rushed over and hugged her, "I knew that I had just eaten a pot of wine, of course I wasn't drunk!" ”

Song's face turned white.

Her voice trembled: "Cut ...... Scissors ......"

"What scissors?" Wang Ren's mind was full of her joy, and he didn't know anything beside him.

Song's eyes were red, he didn't dare to push him, and he was worried about the injury, so he almost cried: "The scissors pierced you." ”

When he came, she was pruning the branches and leaves, and she was holding the scissors in her hand, but he suddenly pounced on him, and he was actually pierced.

"Let's see where the injury is!" Seeing that Wang Ren was still not moving, she finally couldn't help crying.

Wang Ren let go of her at this time, looked down at his body, his clothes were stained with blood, and he coaxed her first: "Don't cry, you can't kill people with such a little injury." (To be continued......)

PS: Wipe your sweat, and finally log in to the background to be able to post. Cover your face, today's section is mainly the key scene between Yin Gong and A Manniang, and the big plot will be taken later, and the supporting roles will no longer have such a heavy role~~

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