Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment and looked at the soft couch. Where do you want her to sleep? That's his soft couch.

Yun Rongjue took off his high boots and saw Jiang Wu standing still for a long time, "What are you doing standing stupidly." ”

Jiang Wuxiao had a deep hesitation on her face, Yun Rongjue read the emotion in her eyes, he lay down lazily, and said lightly: "This hall lets you go to sleep, you go to sleep, otherwise, you will go to the door every night to sleep in the wind and snow." ”

A tangled horror appeared on Jiang Wu's little face, and Nunu powdered her lips, so she could only agree.

Yilan Xuan's candle flame gradually dimmed, Jiang Wu walked to the soft couch with light steps, she looked at it, she was in a trance for a while, she didn't know why Yun Rongjue suddenly asked her to rest here, such a comfortable and warm place she always felt that it shouldn't belong to her.

took off his shoes and Jiang Wu lay on the soft couch.

So soft and comfortable!

Jiang Wu clutched the quilt tightly, and the quilt was even stained with the smell of agarwood.

"It turns out that the quilt can be so soft and comfortable."

The little girl hugged the soft quilt tightly, her little face was deeply satisfied, she had never covered such a soft, warm and comfortable quilt, where she used to sleep, the quilt covered, only to drive away some of the cold, sometimes even not enough.

She remembered that one year Nanjiang's winter was very cold, as if to freeze people's noses, at night she and the mother and the concubine slept together, the two bedding were not enough to drive away the cold, she and the mother concubine were cold and curled up together, the mother concubine hugged her tightly, wanting to give her the warmth on her body.

Mother ......

Jiang Wu thought about it, the tip of his nose was sore, and tears couldn't help but fall.

The wind and snow are still outside, and this night is a rare night of warmth for Jiang Wu for a long time.

In the middle of the night, when the wind and snow stopped, Yun Rongjue walked out of the inner hall, and his eyes fell on the small figure on the soft couch.

The little girl curled up and slept, a few candles reflected on the little girl's little face, he approached slowly, fixed looking, the little girl's little face was flushed with a faint flush, and the small and delicate nose was closed one by one due to breathing.

Yun Rongjue's eyes were like the wind and snow outside the hall, gradually softening.

……

The next day, the wind stopped and the snow was still there, but it wasn't as strong as yesterday.

When Jiang Wu was packing up his things, someone from Yilan Xuan came, it was the prince named Yuan Jing who was wearing a stone blue robe on the table yesterday.

Yuan Jing stepped into Yilan Xuan, and after greeting Yun Rongjue, his eyes fell on the little girl who was tidying up in front of the wooden bookshelf.

"Sit." Yun Rongjue said lightly, flicked his sleeves, and sat on the futon, in front of him was a half-way chess game.

Yuan Jing's chess skills are a must, and the two of them will meet in chess when they are free, which is the game that the two of them played halfway through before.

"After the banquet dispersed yesterday, Yuan Jing picked up something, can the fifth brother be interested in taking a look?" Yuan Jing's eyes fell on the black and white chess game and said.

Yun Rongjue made a soft sound between his noses, and his hand fell on the sunspot.

Yuan Jing held a white chess piece in his right hand, and the palm of his left hand was spread out, and in the palm of his hand was an ivory-white pearl, and he said slowly: "This was picked up in the center of the pavilion yesterday." ”

Yun Rongjue's hanging eyelashes lifted a slight arc, and he saw what was in Yuan Jing's hand clearly.

Seeing that Yun Rongjue was silent for a long time, Yuan Jing spoke again, "Yesterday's singing and dancing was very good, although the dance of the little girl next to the fifth brother was not as good as those dancing girls, but she also had her wonderful features, if you don't fall in the end, it will be more perfect." ”

Yun Rongjue dropped the sunspots and picked up a few white seeds, Yuan Jing's eyes widened, and a trace of regret crossed his eyes.

"Thank you." Yun Rongjue said as he took away the pearl in Yuan Jing's palm.