"Miss, miss, this snow is getting thicker and thicker, shouldn't the carbon fire in Miss's room be added, Qingling thinks that Miss is a little cold." Rubbing her hands lightly, she thought it was a little cold, let alone Wen Xian'an.

Wen Xian'an wears a thick one, no matter what it is, it is better than lightness, this is the difference between a young lady and a maid, which is fundamentally difficult to change.

Wen Xian'an shook the small stove in his hand.

"What do you think this is? Do you still think I'm cold? It's okay, I've been dressed up so thick by you, and the carbon fire in the house is also added, if I'm still cold, then I'm sick, don't worry, I'm really not cold, but I want to ask if the people in this yard are cold? If it's cold, I'll divide some fabric for you to make thick clothes. Wen Xian'an noticed that he hadn't paid attention to the health and living conditions of the people here for a while, and he couldn't help but start to care.

Qingling looked at the other maids and minions all dressed thickly.

"Miss, you are good enough for us, whether it is clothing or other aspects, the people in the house know that Miss is benevolent, and the servants and maids in Anyuan are not short of clothes or food, and if Miss worries about it, it will seem that her identity is different." Qingling looked at Wen Xian'an's neckline and quickly sorted it out for Wen Xian'an.

Wen Xian'an could also imagine that the people in his yard should not be bad in terms of life after listening to the light words, so Wen Xian'an would not continue to worry about this.

"Qingling, I handed over these things to you, I believe you can handle them well, and I won't worry about it." Wen Xian'an patted Qingling's shoulder, and was very relieved about Qingling.

He smiled lightly.

"Miss rest assured that she is light, and she will definitely make the arrangements in Anyuan clear." Light and Ling agreed.

Looking at the snow all over the ground, as well as the maids and servants preparing to deal with the snow, Wen Xian'an suddenly thought of something.

"Light, let them not sweep, such a good opportunity should be played, it's a shame not to build a snowman." Wen Xian'an didn't know why such an idea appeared in his mind.

Light spirit is a little unexpected.

"Miss, Qingling remembers that Miss didn't think about this every year when it snowed in the past, why did she suddenly want to build a snowman this year, this weather is cold, Miss's hands will be frozen, Qingling doesn't agree." Qingling waited a little behind Wen Xian'an, and he could also look at the snow all over the ground, which had been covered with a thick layer.

"It's okay, I just want to have fun, and Qingling still doesn't agree?"

Qingling's head was lowered, she didn't dare to look at Wen Xian'an's gaze, she knew that her identity was a maid, no matter how much Wen Xian'an valued her and liked her, she was a maid, this was a fact that couldn't be changed, and Qingling didn't feel that she had anything special.

"If Miss wants to play, she has to protect her hands, and she will prepare a warm hand for Miss to wear and play, what does Miss think?" Light Ling thought of other ways above.

Wen Xian'an nodded twice.

"Yes, that's fine, let them all play together, the snow in this yard doesn't need to be swept away." Wen Xian'an looked at their busy figures, and couldn't help but want everyone to stop and have a good time together.

Although it is very cold in winter, it is still necessary to have a little fun appropriately, which is Wen Xian'an's very normal thought.

Qingling immediately said to the people in the courtyard.

"Let's stop, Miss said you don't need to sweep, Miss wants to play in the snow, let's play together." The light spirit commanded the people.

They all had big eyes.

Wen Xian'an, who had always been gentle and quiet, suddenly had such an idea, which made them all quite curious.

The weather is cold, Wen Xian'an is golden, and they don't want Wen Xian'an to freeze when they are slaves.

Wen Xian'an stood on it and looked at the different expressions of each of them, and it looked a little funny on his face.

She saw surprise, and stunned, and overwhelmed, and she saw fear and fear.

Everyone here is a person who was by her side in her previous life, Wen Xian'an has a lot of things to know about their habits, these people can't be the same as Qingling, and it is impossible to compare with Qingling's status.

The distinction between important and unimportant is vividly reflected in some cases.

"The slave understands, the slave understands." The voice sounded directly, and they all knew that this was Wen Xian'an's order, not that they were asked to do it by Light Ling, so they became very obedient.

Qingling took the handguard and put it on Wen Xian'an, it was white, and it looked very warm, Wen Xian'an waved his little hand, and now it was difficult to move.

Looking at his hands, Wen Xian'an couldn't cry or laugh.

"Light, how can I play like this?"

Light spirit subconsciously looked over.

"Miss, yes, it's not heavy, Miss, you see they have already made two big snowballs and are ready to build a snowman, Miss should hurry up and play, you can't lose interest." Qingling called Wen Xian'an.

Wen Xian'an went down with a dumb smile.

She did very little, she only needed to put something on the snowman, which was perfect.

"Look at you, all I did was put something on them, alas......" Wen Xian'an sighed.

Her identity is impossible for these maids and minions to play with her with peace of mind.

Wen Xian'an could watch them have a snowball fight and throw them around each other.

She could also throw it around at them, but Wen Xian'an finally gave up such an idea.

Throwing it over will also not get a response, it will seem boring to go on like this, Wen Xian'an doesn't want to do these meaningless things.

"Why did Miss suddenly stop playing?" Light spirit has always been by Wen Xian'an's side.

"Light, look at this way I can play happily? You are different from me, I shouldn't have expected this, I wanted too much, and in the end I didn't get anything, it's my fault. Wen Xian'an also understood a lot of things.

Some things shouldn't be forced in the first place, but if they are forced too much, it seems that Wen Xian'an is not good.

"Why did Miss suddenly think like this, Miss already has a lot of things, is there something that is not good about lightness? Miss Jean suddenly had these thoughts? Light and incomprehensible, Wen Xianxian's emotions at this time.

"There's nothing wrong with lightness, it's just that I suddenly thought of a lot, it's okay." Wen Xian'an smiled towards the light spirit.

Qingling also breathed a sigh of relief.