Two plum trees are planted in the small courtyard of Liujutang, and the fragrance lingers in winter, and the plum blossoms loom under the cover of snow.

After lunch, Mu Ningxuan saw that the snow had stopped, and the courtyard was white, so she asked Aunt Su to take out a white brocade cloak printed with plum blossoms.

"Does the county lord want to go out?" Aunt Su asked.

Mu Ningxuan smiled and said, "I just ate a little bit, I want to walk around the courtyard to eliminate food." ”

"The county lord is weak, and he can't stand the cold." Aunt Su persuaded.

"It's okay, Aunt Su." Mu Ningxuan said with a smile.

"Then the county lord put the small hand stove in his hand." Aunt Su put on the cloak for Mu Ningxuan, and at the same time instructed Qiu Mo to go to the inner room to get a small hand stove.

Mu Ningxuan, who was caged with a small hand stove, just stepped out of the door, and experienced a chill, this day was really cold, but fortunately, Mu Ningxuan's clothes were thick.

Mu Ningxuan stood in the middle of the small courtyard, looking at the layers of snow on the ground, and couldn't help but shudder. Once, in such thin clothes, she was curled up in the snow, and there was nothing around her except for the carriage that had fallen to the ground.

"County Lord, are you a little cold?" Qiu Mo, who was following behind Mu Ningxuan, saw Mu Ningxuan shuddering and hurriedly asked.

Mu Ningxuan frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "It's not cold, Qiumo, accompany me to fold a few plum blossoms." After saying that, Mu Ningxuan walked towards the plum tree, the snowy road was difficult, Qiu Mo carefully followed the side to help Mu Ningxuan.

As soon as she broke off the three red plums, Mu Ningxuan heard a familiar voice outside the hospital.

I saw Yutang leading the third sister Mu Ningjia in.

From a distance, Mu Ningjia was wearing a light blue cloak given to her by Mu Ningxuan, and if she looked closely, she could vaguely see the washed white old cotton clothes inside, and the maid Ruocao next to Mu Ningjia was dressed even more simply, only wearing two plain old cotton clothes together. The faces and lips of the master and servant were a little purple from the cold.

The third sister walked in front of Mu Ningxuan and made a serious blessing, "Ning Jia has seen Sister Xuan, Sister Xuan is fine." ”

Mu Ningxuan immediately reached out to help, and said, "My sisters don't have to be so restrained. ”

"Yes." The third sister lowered her head and blushed slightly.

"Let's go, come into the house and talk." Mu Ningxuan took the cold hand of the third sister and entered the house.

As soon as she entered the house, Mu Ningjia felt so warm, her hands slowly became hot, and her face became ruddy.

Xiaofu brought milk tea and snacks.

Mu Ningxuan said softly to Mu Ningjia: "Third sister, drink some milk tea to warm up." ”

Mu Ningjia was a little flattered, thinking of the charcoal fire and quilt objects that Mu Ningxuan sent in the morning, Mu Ningjia's eyes turned red, and she choked up: "Thank you, Sister Xuan." ”

Mu Ningxuan couldn't bear to say when she saw such a humble third sister: "Third sister, since I entered the palace, you have been by my mother's side, I have long been your dear sister, you must know that I treat you differently from the fourth sister and the fifth sister." ”

"Sister Xuan......" Mu Ningjia was speechless for a while.

Mu Ningxuan continued: "I know that you and your little lady have had a hard time in the mansion these years, don't worry, I will definitely find a way." ”

Mu Ningjia knelt down in front of Mu Ningxuan with a puff, and cried: "Sister Xuan, my little mother, little lady she ......"

"What's wrong with Lan Xiaoniang?" Mu Ningxuan said urgently.

Mu Ningjia burst into tears.

"What's going on?" Seeing that the third sister was crying so sadly, Mu Ningxuan turned her head and asked the maid Ruocao beside her.