Suddenly, Feng Yan heard her even shouting out of another car window.

She moved to the other side and pushed the window open, "What's wrong?" ”

"Is Mrs. Tang's soup cold?" He even took out a new soup girl from his robe, "My lord, let me change it for you." ”

Feng Yan smiled and handed out Tang Yuan, who had already warmed up in her arms.

I took it with both hands.

Feng Yan poked her head out and looked in the direction of Wei Xingzhen - she saw that the distance was full of people, and she couldn't tell where Wei Xingzhen was for a while.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, madam, my lord said that he doesn't have to walk in front of him after he leaves the city, and he can come over to accompany you...... Does my wife have anything to say to the adults? ”

Feng Yan was just about to speak, when she suddenly saw some crystal snow seeds whirling and drifting in the wind.

She looked up at the gloomy sky.

"It's snowing......"

"Well, yes!" He looked up in surprise, "It's snowing!" ”

"You can help me spread this sentence."

“…… Yes? "I didn't even react for a while," what did Mrs. say? ”

"It's snowing, that's it." Feng Yan smiled and slowly closed the window on this side, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Qu Shi stood in place and scratched his head, a little ignorant for a while, he muttered this sentence without a beginning or an end, handed the cold Tang Yuan to the palace people, and then quietly walked back to the front team.

Young officials like Wei Xingzhen stood on the side of the road with their horses, and the slightly older ones also stood, but were followed by sedan chariots or carriages—once the procession departed, the younger ones rode horses, and the older ones rode in sedan chairs.

Wei Xingzhen was talking to a few colleagues, and when he saw that he had returned, he turned around, "It's all delivered?" ”

He nodded, "It's delivered." ”

"Did Ah Yan say anything?"

"Yes," said Go, frowning, "Madame asked me to tell you...... It's snowing. ”

Wei Xingzhen raised his head and also looked at the sky at this moment.

The dark wall tiles of the city gate in the distance looked majestic and solemn in the cold wind of the early morning, and the banners at the head of the city were hunting, and they were like snow seeds the size of sand, and in an instant they turned into small and light snowflakes.

Wei Xingzhen looked back in Feng Yan's direction, and he could faintly see the canopy of Feng Yan's carriage at the back of the line.

"Is there anything else you want?" "If it's okay, I'll go back first-"

"You go for another run," Wei Xingzhen said suddenly, "bring another sentence with you." ”

He was stunned for a moment, nodded, and signaled that he was listening.

Wei Xingzhen's eyes flashed with a gentle smile, "Just say it...... I see it. ”

The more he thought about it, the more he wondered what was going on with the wife and the adults today, and how the two of them were talking useless nonsense.

The time to set off was approaching, Wei Xingzhen retracted his gaze, and at this moment he heard Tang Sanxue's familiar voice coming from not far away.

He followed the prestige, and saw that not far away, Ying Ying got out of the carriage and was following behind Tang Sanxue, walking towards the saint's car.

The two looked at each other, and each of them nodded as a salute.

Wei Xingzhen's hand in his sleeve moved slightly.

- This person is really here.

……

At noon on this day, the snow in Luoyang City had already fallen one after another.

Feng Yishu pushed Ah Yu's wheelchair and took Xiao Qi into the courtyard of the museum, and they waited for a long time in the wing room on the side before waiting to pick them up and go down to the underground guard.

"Shall we go get something to eat first?" Feng Yishu asked.

"Not hungry!" Xiao Qi and Ah Yu said in unison - they had been looking forward to this trip to the museum for a long time, and there was nothing more important than going in to see it.

At the entrance, many people came in and out carrying dusty boxes, and Ah Yu and Xiao Qi looked at the things in their hands with some concern.

The old man who was guarding laughed, "These are all redundant treasures that were counted today, and they will be sent to Si Baojian in the evening." ”

Xiao Qi looked at these boxes with almost identical specifications, "What are these?" ”

"It's a cold stone, also called Chaolu Jade, have you heard of Miss Seven?"

Xiao Qi shook his head, "My father and mother don't love these gold and stone things, but this name is quite good, is it a very precious jade?" ”

The old man shook his head with a smile, "Expensive is indeed expensive, but it's not famous, it's just a plaything of a rich family." The cold stone is a kind of demon element of the mole demon in the bitter cold land of the extreme north, and the color is as warm as jade...... It's just that if people want to wear it by their side, this demon yuan will turn into a puddle of water in less than half a month, so it is called 'Morning Dew Jade' - I can't keep it. ”

Feng Yishu was surprised when he heard this, "How can anyone still buy such useless things?" ”

"Because it's pretty." The old man smiled and said, "The cold stone is moist and clear, and its color should not be comparable to any real jadeite." ”

The old man stopped, he pointed to the boxes stacked not far away, "These should be the stock from twenty years ago, this thing is the same as wine, the older it gets, the more expensive it is, does the fifth master want to get some in a while?" Let you be seventy percent of the price. ”

Feng Yishu was about to refuse, but Xiao Qi laughed, "My brother won't buy it, he won't even look at this kind of impractical thing." ”

"Is Miss Seven interested in this young lady?"

"Don't worry about it for a while," Xiao Qi said with a smile, "Let's talk about it after we come out after we finish shopping." ”

Ayu also nodded.

The three of them followed the old man into the underground, Feng Yishu was still thinking about the pile of cold stones, and asked the old man a lot of details, only to know that this cold stone is hard to find on the market, and every time the museum opens the collection, it is often less than a day before all the inventory is cleared.

Feng Yishu once again has a new understanding of the world in which he lives.

Xiao Qi smiled beside him, "It's not difficult to understand, being as short as morning dew is a disadvantage for you, maybe it's an advantage for others?" ”

"What a good thing is that!"

Xiao Qi immediately replied, "Uselessness is an advantage—it's romantic." ”

“…… What are the waves? ”

"Romance, that's probably ...... It's fantastical, it's poetic, it's indulgent and it's not inhibited. Xiao Qi stretched out his hand and gestured, "The more extreme the attributes of a thing, the more romantic it is."

"Two men fight for the girl they like, this can only be said to be a bit romantic, if two countries fight for a beauty, this is particularly romantic - the princes of the beacon opera are the top romance in the text."

Feng Yishu's brows furrowed, "What ......?" ”

"It's a romance to cling to the idea that it's doomed, it's a romance to hit a stone with an egg, and it's a romance to go out of your way to see the beauty of the gem before it disappears, knowing that it's as ephemeral as morning dew!"

Xiao Qi started talking nonsense, she looked at Feng Yishu with a disgusted expression, but said more energetically.

She talks about "The Magi's Gift", about the "pure tortoiseshell jeweled comb" that she finally exchanged for her husband's gold pocket watch and the "white gold bracelet" that she exchanged for his wife's long hair, and that the two gave up their treasures for each other, but made the last gift useless.

In order to facilitate understanding, Xiao Qi replaced the gold pocket watch and bracelet in the story with a dagger and a sheath, which frightened Feng Yishu into a daze.

"You see, you are more precious than the most precious thing in me—where could there be a better gift?"

"In short, sometimes the more useless things are, the more they can convey meanings that are difficult to express in words, and this is useless use!"

Xiao Qi's voice echoed in the empty underground corridor, and Ah Yu listened intently, letting out a sigh of approval.

Feng Yishu fell into deep thought, and was about to say something, when he suddenly found that there seemed to be a familiar figure not far away.

The man was also in a wheelchair, with a long sword across the armrests on either side of the wheelchair.

With his elbows against his sword, he waited quietly in front of the large iron gate at the underground entrance.

The underground lights were dim, and Feng Yishu shouted tentatively, "...... Ji Ran? ”

Ji Ran looked back.