Chapter Twenty-Eight: Snow

Gu Qinghuan sat on the small pestle behind the door curtain, and stretched out his hand to roast the fire on the edge of the charcoal basin in front of him.

The heat came out, and the house was warm.

"Is she just going to get to the fourth elder brother, so she wants to get rid of all of us?"

Yaqi sat beside Gu Qinghuan, hugging her knees, looking at the flickering fire in front of her. The tone was ethereal, and I don't know what came to mind.

"The human heart is unpredictable."

Gu Qinghuan thought for a while and said, "Let's all come to mind, we don't know what she's thinking." ”

"Hmm."

Yaqi bowed her head slightly, and then raised her head and looked at Gu Qinghuan seriously. Immediately afterwards, he moved to Gu Qinghuan's side, and reached out to hug Gu Qinghuan's arm.

"It's good to have you." Yaqi gritted her teeth, suddenly choked a little, and said, "It's so cold in this palace. Thankfully, with you, I feel a little warmer. ”

"Suiyuan used to hide in the shadows, we don't know. Now that she's showing her claws and no longer with us, she can feel a little more at ease. ”

"Hmm." Gu Qinghuan patted Yaqi's back and said, "It's getting dark, let's go and rest first." ”

"Okay." Yaqi yawned and stood up, then went back to her bed, covered it with a thick quilt, and lay down with her back to Gu Qinghuan.

Gu Qinghuan listened to Yaqi's even breathing and relaxed a little.

When Suiyuan arrives at Yonghe Palace, can he really rest assured?

Since she is Aunt Shuyi's niece, why didn't she show it at all when she entered the palace?

Concubine De, what kind of thoughts are hidden?

If she didn't know, why did she bother to keep Suiyuan like this? If you know, just to stuff a person by your son's side, why do you do things like this?

She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't know where to start.

But in any case, Suiyuan is a person who can't let it go.

After that night, it snowed heavily in the Forbidden City. In the middle of the night, the branches outside the window were crushed by the snowflakes, making a clicking sound.

After a night, what came into my eyes was a blanket of silver.

Since the Suiyuan incident, Aunt Yuehua has once again screened some of the current eunuchs and palace maids in the elder brother's office. But anyone who has a little flaw in his life experience has directly arranged other errands.

All of a sudden, the originally quiet Ah Ge seemed even more deserted.

In the small room in the side courtyard, Mama Zhuang was holding scissors and colored paper in her hands, and was teaching Gu Qinghuan and Yaqi to cut some festive gadgets.

For example, red double happiness, magpie Dengmei, and two immortals and other colored paper patterns.

"Oh, if you go down with these scissors, I'm afraid the magpie's head is going to be bigger, be careful!"

Yaqi carefully gestured at the scissors, and finally was slightly deflated.

"My hand is so stupid..."Yaqi slapped the back of her hand, leaned over her head and glanced at Gu Qinghuan.

A symmetrical double happiness has been cut. After slowly unfolding, it is the word "Xi" holding hands by two hands, which is very delicate and beautiful.

"It's amazing..."

Yaqi couldn't help but sigh and said, "Qinghuan, you are very good at embroidery, and you are so good at paper-cutting, you are really ingenious." ”

Unlike her...

She seems to be able to handle it, except for cooking, it's gone.

"Paper-cutting, like embroidery, requires patience and observation." Gu Qinghuan put the cut red double happiness aside, took out Yaqi's pattern, and taught carefully.

Half an hour later, Mama Zhuang was busy with other things, and Yaqi reluctantly cut out a magpie Dengmei. Although it is a little shapeless, it can barely be seen as a bird.

"It's so ugly," Yaqi said sincerely, but she carefully put away the paper cutouts.

Although... Ugly is a little ugly. But this is also what she put a lot of effort into making it, and she herself does not dislike it.

"It's already pretty good."

Gu Qinghuan followed and comforted Yaqi again.

On the other side, Mama Zhuang, who had been busy for a while, came back again, and couldn't help but smile when she saw the two little girls who were still fighting paper-cutting.

"Okay, my old woman won't be restrained by the two of you."

Mama Zhuang pointed outside the house and said, "The snow seems to have stopped." You've got a thick layer, why don't you go out and build a snowman? ”

This year, it's approaching the end of the year.

But because Empress Xiaoyi had just passed away, Kangxi Ye ordered that everything should be simple for the New Year this year.

There are few people in the Elder Brother Institute, and there is nothing to buy. Yinzhen's heart was cold, and Aunt Yuehua knew this very well, so she didn't arrange it.

It's rare, the year that should have been busy, so I have a leisure.

"Okay!"

Gu Qinghuan and Yaqi looked at each other and smiled, naturally agreeing.

Wrapped in a thick jacket, he walked out of the house, and sure enough, the snow was almost on the verandah. The bushes in the courtyard showed only a little green tip, and there was a thick layer of snow underneath.

"When I was young, it was freezing when it snowed, and there was a layer of ice on the river."

Yaqi said: "In my spare time, E-niang will take me to ice skating. I'm so good, it's a pity that there is no place to play in the palace. It's not bad to build a snowman, did you build one when you were a kid? ”

"Of course it's piled up."

As Gu Qinghuan spoke, he had already reached the middle of the snow with a thick ball of snow, ready to tamp the snowman's "foundation" first.

"Come, I'll help you."

Yaqi looked at Gu Qinghuan's hesitant appearance, and hurriedly hugged a ball of snow from the side.

The two people in the snow were so busy.

A quarter of an hour later, Gu Qinghuan squatted on the snow and hugged Tang Pozi, and by the way, he let out hot air, trying to make his hands warmer.

The snow and ice are too cold.

The moment I held the soup woman, my hand seemed to melt, and all my senses recovered.

"Your nose is frozen red."

Yaqi also squatted beside Gu Qinghuan and hugged Tang Pozi, shrunk into a small ball, and looked at Gu Qinghuan.

Even if Qing Huan is frozen red, it still looks good. Clear and beautiful, like the auspicious doll on the New Year's painting, it makes people feel like it.

Herself...

Yaqi remembered the scene when she was a child when she was cold and her nose was red and her nose was runny.

E-niang still laughed at her.

“…”

Gu Qinghuan only found that Yaqi looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Are you laughing at me?" Gu Qinghuan stretched out his hand and scratched Yaqi, followed suit, and stretched out the cool little hand that had not yet fully warmed up to the side of Yaqi's neck.

"I didn't!"

Yaqi almost jumped up, and hurriedly shrank back.

"Ahh

The two of them squatted on the ground for a long time, and the heat seemed to be transferred down. The snow melted a bit, and the grass became much more slippery.

Yaqi stumbled like this, almost falling down.

"Be careful!"

Gu Qinghuan hurriedly pounced and pulled Yaqi up.

Fortunately, neither of them fell.

It's just that... Why does it look like there are two more black shadows on the ground?