The bamboo curtain lowered its head.

Her gaze was terrifying at this time, known only to herself.

The figure of the old lady slowly shrank smaller and smaller in her eyes, and finally disappeared into the snow.

The bamboo curtain looked up at the vast snowflakes and suddenly laughed.

"You are good-looking, your realm is high, and you have the favor of the old lady, all because you are the daughter of the county lord. But what would you do if one day, the county lord was gone?"

Her smile was like the coldest thing in the sky and the earth.

......

......

Ying Tanxi did not go to Huang Chunqiu.

Because her purpose wasn't for a snowball fight in the first place.

But for what exactly, perhaps only she herself knows.

Is it because of boredom?

But why is she bored?

Because of that Luo Ning?

She shook hands gently, and the snowball gradually turned into an ice lump in her hand.

But she didn't choose to hold the lump of ice and melt it.

She let go slightly, and the ice fell on top of the snow.

......

......

At this time, there are many people who want to have a snowball fight.

There are many people who want to see the snow.

Yin Ziqing didn't want to.

The maid called him for a long time, but he was just chopping the pieces of wood in the backyard.

The sword in his hand no longer knows how many wood-chopping actions have been completed.

Because Luo Ning's words were in his ears, "When he learns the Yi Shui Sword Intent, then Yin Shanhe will be able to come back." ”

He didn't know that he might not be able to learn Yi Shui Sword Intent in his life.

He didn't know that Luo Ning was lying to him.

The maid was dressed in a thick coat, and looked very happy in the goose-feathered gray-white snow.

She kicked the snowflakes with her feet, and the snow was chaotic.

The maid looked at Yin Ziqing and shouted happily, "Let's have a snowball fight?"

Yin Ziqing held the sword and looked at her, "I'm stupid, I'm not very good at fighting." ”

The maid laughed.

"You won't, I can teach you. ”

Yin Ziqing lowered his head, "I'm stupid, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn." ”

The maid smiled again, "There are so many smart people in this world, you say you can't play?"

Yin Ziqing looked at the sword in his hand and said hesitantly, "But I want to practice the sword." ”

The maid pouted, revealing a look of extreme disdain.

"Why are you two so strange? Luo Ning locked himself in the upper floor of an inn for months at a time, and you listened to his words to chop this wood here, and a chop is a few months?"

Yin Ziqing lowered his head and whispered, "Brother Immortal's words are always listened to. ”

The maid asked, "What if I have to let you play with me?"

Yin Ziqing hesitated and said, "I may be able to play with you for a while." ”

The maid laughed happily, "Then I'll teach you." ”

......

The maid lowered her head slightly, and the distance between the two of them in the snow was extremely close.

Naturally, there is no way to have a snowball fight at such a distance.

She gently took his hand, then placed the snowball she had made into his hand.

The maid asked softly, "Look, that's it. It's not hard, right?"

The snowball takes shape in the hands of two people.

Didn't turn into an ice lump.

Just a round snowball.

But he didn't feel the air colder, not because the snow didn't get cold, but because of the other hand that held the snowball.

He whispered, "It's easy, I've learned." ”

He learned as he spoke, but somehow his hand didn't let go.

The maid didn't let it go.

Yin Ziqing just felt that this matter was a very simple matter.

It seems simpler than anything in the world.

He looked at the girl's face, and suddenly felt that this was a difficult thing, as if it was more difficult than anything in the world.

This is a question that even people like Ying Tanxi and Qin Boyi will find difficult.

So maybe it's normal for him to find it difficult.

The snowball finally turned into a lump of ice in the hands of these two men.

Yin Ziqing sighed and said, "The snow has melted." ”

The maid looked at him and asked, "If you melt it, will you pinch another one?"

Yin Ziqing then smirked, he let go of his hand, and then went to the ground to gather more snow.

He said, "Let's make a big one." ”

......

In the distance, Luo Ning's room in the inn still didn't move.

Only the heat emanating from the sword-forging furnace inside could make one feel that there was still a person living inside.

The snow was on the upper floor of his room.

Ying Tanxi stood at his door.

Really.

What it was like when I left in the morning, and what it looked like when I came back.

The door is closed.

Except for the heat that emanated, there was no movement.

She pouted, and felt angry, because the tomatoes and eggs she had scrambled in the morning were supposed to be brought to him, but he was like a dead man and did not move.

Ying Tanxi looked at the closed door and said, "Are you dead?"

There was still no movement in the room.

She shook her hand angrily, turned around and walked downstairs again.

She just felt that she was in a terrible mood today.

Ying Tanxi suddenly felt a little thirsty.

She turned her head to look, but the maid was gone.

What about the maid?

Where did the maid go?

She scolded herself in her heart, saying that when a person is unlucky, he will stuff his teeth when he drinks cold water, and she doesn't even have cold water to drink now.

She screamed several times in succession, but she didn't see the maid.

So she left the inn alone again and walked up the long street.

......

Snowflakes fall.

She skirted a street to the backyard of the inn.

Today, the backyard of the inn was extremely quiet, and without the sound of Yin Ziqing chopping wood, she just felt very strange.

She walked over lightly.

His feet left two shallow footprints on the snow.

——

There were two people in the courtyard.

It was the maid and Yin Ziqing.

They didn't know how long it had been since they had moved, and the snow was already a little thick on their clothes.

Their hands were holding.

In the midst of the snow were a snowball that had turned into ice.

Snow White.

The snow flowed down the hands of the four men to the ground.

It's a beautiful picture.

She watched silently, and suddenly felt a little envious.

Ying Tanxi's face suddenly showed a demented smile.

This is the kind of smile that any girl would smile at the sight of such a picture.

She stood in the wind and snow, for fear of disturbing such a beautiful picture.

......

......

The maid lowered her head, and she whispered, "This one is melting again, can you catch another one?"

Yin Ziqing raised his head, just about to answer.

Then his gaze fell on the back of the maid, and suddenly became a little nervous.

He said, "Sister." ”

The maid laughed, "Why did I hold a snowball, and then I became a sister?"

Yin Ziqing said in a panic, "It's a fairy sister." ”

The maid turned her head and saw Ying Tanxi.

She exclaimed, "Miss." ”

Ying Tanxi's almost demented smirk's expression froze in the wind and snow, as if he was smiling but not smiling, very embarrassing.

She shook her head, withdrew her saliva, and waved her hand and said, "I didn't see anything, you go on." ”

The maid nervously lowered her head and asked, "Miss got up in the morning to fry tomatoes and eggs, haven't you eaten yet?" I'll pour you a cup of tea......

Ying Tanxi said in his heart, do you remember that there is a young lady like me?

As soon as she saw the two of them, she thought about Luo Ning, who seemed to be dead upstairs.

A stream of sour water poured up.

Ying Tanxi said, "I don't like tea. ”

The maid said nervously again, "Then I'll cook for you, and I'll go to the North Street barbecue restaurant to buy Miss's favorite barbecue." ”

Ying Tanxi calmly looked at the hand she was holding with Yin Ziqing and said, "I'm full." ”