She watched Qin Moxuan get up and get the cloak, but she remembered that Qin Moxuan shouldn't know where the cloak was.

Because she has been staying in the Luanfeng Hall these days, Qiu Yue put her cloak in the closet and did not put it in a conspicuous place.

Qin Moxuan went into the inner room, turned around, and found no trace of the cloak, and finally opened a wardrobe directly.

He saw a moon-white handkerchief, neatly folded, and a small corner of the handkerchief was embroidered with the word "Qingqian", and the handwriting was as graceful as the words written by the moon.

Qin Moxuan didn't hold back his desire to see it, so he took it out and spread it out on the palm of his hand.

On the white handkerchief of the moon, in addition to the name embroidered on the corner, there is also a red plum embroidered in the middle, which is lifelike, and it seems that you can smell the cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

There was also a brocade box under the handkerchief, which was not covered, and a corner of white material was exposed on the edge.

Qin Moxuan compared the material with the handkerchief in his hand, and it seemed that it was also a handkerchief.

He hesitated slightly, but opened the box, and sure enough, there were a lot of handkerchiefs in it.

He flipped through it, and the patterns on the handkerchief were all different, but there was no name embroidered on it.

And the embroiderer seems to be different.

The handkerchief in his hand should have been embroidered by Yue Qingqian himself, and it can be seen from the name. And what is in the brocade box should be embroidered by someone else.

Qin Moxuan stared at the handkerchief in his hand for a while, looking a little distracted.

By the time he came to his senses, he had already put the handkerchief in his hand into his sleeve.

When Qin Moxuan realized what he was doing, his face was a little hot.

When he heard movement outside, he hurriedly restored everything to its original state, closed the wardrobe as if nothing had happened, and opened the other.

Finally found the cloak, Qin Moxuan directly took the thickest one, which was the fox fur.

At this time, Yue Qingqian happened to walk in, and when she saw that Qin Moxuan already had an extra cloak on his arm, she smiled and said, "The concubine is still afraid that Your Majesty won't find the cloak, so she came in to take a look." ”

Qin Moxuan had already returned to normal, closed the cabinet door with his hand, and said lightly: "Found it, let's go." ”

Yue Qingqian hesitated a little, and she found that the cloak seemed to be the thickest one. She usually wears it when she walks in the ice and snow, and although it is cold and snowy outside, she just stands in front of the window and looks at the scenery.

"What's wrong?" Qin Moxuan saw that Yue Qing's shallow expression was a little speechless, and asked.

Yue Qingqian said: "Your Majesty, is this cloak thicker, and the concubine is not going out." ”

Qin Moxuan looked at the fox fur in his hand and said, "It's not thick, it's just right for you." ”

He seems to have someone make a thicker cloak, and on the first day of the first lunar month, she has to go to Yue's house.

When the time comes, it will be freezing on this day, and she is afraid that her body will not be able to hold on.

Qin Moxuan had a plan in his heart, and went out of the inner room with Yue Qingqian.

Yue Qingqian was also helpless in her heart, what Qin Moxuan recognized, she couldn't refute it if she wanted to.

He had no choice but to walk to the window with Qin Moxuan.

Yue Qingqian just wanted to take the cloak from Qin Moxuan's hand and put it on herself, but Qin Moxuan had already shaken it off and draped it on Yue Qingqian's body.

Yue Qingqian was a little surprised, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

Qin Moxuan's hand that was about to open the window paused slightly, and finally opened the window without saying anything.

The cold wind carried the snowflakes in and blew in, and the cold that came to her face made Yue Qingqian a little unaccustomed for a while, and coughed lightly.

Qin Moxuan hurriedly closed the window again and said, "Qingqian, how are you?" ”

Yue Qingqian shook her head and said, "The concubine is fine, but I haven't gone out to feel the cold outside for a few days, and I'm just a little unaccustomed to it for a while." ”

"You stand aside first." After Qin Moxuan was sure that she was indeed fine, he said again.

Yue Qingqian nodded and stepped aside.

Qin Moxuan opened the window again, and Yue Qing put on his cloak and walked to the window.

The scenery outside was as she had imagined, snow-white.

It's like heaven and earth are one with each other.

There are no people, no noise, just silence and calm, and there is a sense of Zen.

I don't know what kind of scene is in this moonset nunnery.

In fact, even if you don't look at it, you can still imagine it when the moon is shallow.

She has been watching those beautiful scenes for many years, so she can naturally remember them.

At the beginning, I didn't think that those beautiful scenery were precious, but I only felt that the realm was very beautiful.

Now, I feel that I have wasted a lot of time not seeing those beautiful scenery.

In front of the window, there are a few small bamboos, and the leaves and bodies of the bamboos are basically covered with snow, leaving only a little emerald green.

Yue Qingqian is now a little used to the cold wind outside the window, and there is a bamboo tree next to the window, as long as you stretch out your hand to touch it.

The snow on the bamboo leaves was very pure white and looked very soft.

The light in Yue Qingqian's eyes became more and more intense, and she couldn't help but reach out and want to touch the white snow on the bamboo leaves with her fingertips.

But Qin Moxuan grabbed his wrist, and a slightly cool voice came from his head: "Xue Han, don't touch it." ”

Yue Qingqian raised her eyes to Qin Moxuan's eyes, and stopped talking.

There was a flash of loss in her eyes, but she still smiled lightly and said, "Okay." ”

Qin Moxuan was a little distressed, obviously he wanted to touch the white snow, but as long as he begged him again, he would relent.

However, she still put away all her emotions and said "yes" with a light smile.

Could it be that in front of herself, she has to keep pretending like this?

Disguise all your emotions, leave only a light smile, and then comply.

In front of him, can't she have a little more self?

Qin Moxuan's hand was still holding Yue Qingqian's wrist, his star-like eyes kept looking at him, his eyes were getting darker and darker, as if some emotions had gathered.

Once, he felt that Yue Qingqian was used to pretending her emotions very well, and she was very suitable for being a queen. He also admired her calm appearance in trouble, as well as her calm and breezy personality, all of which are so suitable to be a queen.

Occasionally, she will also reveal some small emotions and habits that surprise and surprise, such as fear of pain and bitterness.

Because, these make her look a little more vibrant, and she looks like an ordinary young girl.

He was also happy to see her like this, but, after all, such opportunities were rare.

Moreover, some habits and emotions have gradually been polished and mellow because of being in the palace, and her smile has become more and more like a mask.

Nowadays, even drinking medicine is no longer like before, thinking of ways not to drink.

I don't know if I'm not even afraid of hardship, or am I forcing myself to get used to it?

Yue Qingqian didn't know why, Qin Moxuan's mood seemed to have changed a lot.

Standing beside him, she felt a little cold, colder than the ice and snow outside.

What's more, the snowflakes outside were blown in by the breeze and fell on the two of them. Time seemed to stand still all of a sudden.

"Your Majesty?" Yue Qingqian struggled with the hand that was held by Qin Moxuan, and called softly.

Qin Moxuan's mind was full of thoughts, but he just sighed in his heart, let go of Yue Qingqian's hand, and said softly: "Go and touch it." ”

Yue Qingqian didn't react for a while.

"If you want to touch the snow, go ahead." There seemed to be a slight smile in Qin Moxuan's eyes.

Yue Qingqian was stunned for a moment, and chuckled: "Your Majesty Xie." ”

This time, there was finally a smile in her eyes instead of a loss.

A green jade hand stretched out the window, slender and slender fingers touching the white snow on the bamboo leaves.

The white snow was really as soft as she imagined, although it was cold, but Yue Qingqian felt that the touch made her heart happy.

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he said softly: "If you use this snow water to cook tea, it should be excellent." ”

Qin Moxuan didn't pay attention to Yue Qingqian's words, his gaze was always on Yue Qingqian's white jade-like hand.

The complexion of this hand was comparable to that of this white snow, and he watched her bare hand play with a ball of snow. A half-fist-sized ball of snow swirled across her fingertips.

For a moment, Qin Moxuan was a little envious of the snow ball in Yue Qingqian's hand that had been played with very smooth.

Yue Qingqian saw the red plum in the courtyard, which was inserted in the snow by the autumn water, and the red plum was independent of the cold snow.

It adds a touch of glamour to this plain white Luanfeng Palace.

There was already a slight amount of snow on the red plum, but it was only a thin layer.

Qin Moxuan's gaze had moved from Yue Qingqian's hand to her face, he looked at her somewhat pale but still beautiful side face, looking at the shallow smile on her face, his heart was a little itchy.

He heard her say, "If you use the snow on the plum blossom to turn it into water and make a pot of tea, it should taste even better." ”

Yue Qingqian remembered that when she was in the moonset nunnery before, when it snowed every year, she would always store a few jars of snow water, especially the snow water on the bamboo leaves. In the spring of the next year, boil a pot of tea with the snow water and drink it with others.

There are no plum blossoms planted in the temple, but there are a lot of bamboos.

She had already tasted tea made with snow water from bamboo, but she had never tasted tea made with snow water from plum blossoms.

Now I have the opportunity, but I can't experience the joy of picking snow on plum blossoms myself.

After hearing this, Qin Moxuan quietly walked to the palace gate and instructed some things to the people outside. Then, he returned to Yue Qingqian's side.

Yue Qingqian was immersed in her own world, but she didn't notice this.

Even the snowball in his hand has begun to melt, and he hasn't come back to his senses.

Qin Moxuan raised his eyebrows, grabbed Yue Qingqian's wrist, and threw the snowball that had melted a little small in her hand out of the window.

His tentacles were cold, and the warmth of his hand was only warmer than the snowball in her hand just now.

Qin Moxuan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't mean to let go. And he held Yue Qingqian's hand, and he didn't mean to let go, but covered his other hand as well.

Yue Qingqian was already shocked by his abrupt movements, but now she was so shocked by this even more abrupt action that she couldn't speak.

He...... Is this a hand warmer?