This year, the year is cold.

Beginning in October, Yang Yuanchu and Xie Chongzhang led a large army into Xuanzhou.

The two armies were fighting anxiously, Wu Jianzhang was a fierce general under Wang Xing before, and the An clan of Ludi sent a large army to help him.

Yang Xie Chong's three armies were not able to win immediately.

This year's winter came very fast and very cold!

On the contrary, peace has also been restored in Yuezhou, and the people's lives have gradually returned to normal.

In the first snow in Yuezhou, the first good news was finally ushered in, the three armies attacked Wu, and finally broke through the gate of Xuanzhou, and Yang Xuming killed Wu Jianzhang in one fell swoop.

Xingzhi lies in front of the window and looks at the snowflakes in the world.

Last month, I went to Qingpu Mountain to visit my mother and sister, they are all right, my mother and Mrs. Mu get along very well, and the two sisters seem to have adapted to life in Qingpu Mountain.

Xiao Xingyou also grew up, and she was very flexible when she got up, and when she saw her, she would grin and kiss her with a mouthful of saliva.

In addition, except for the occasional care about the business of the clan, she spends most of her time in the green house. Practice, read, and practice.

"After the New Year, I'll be in time." Xingzhi looked at Yang Xutang, who was making tea on the side, and his eyes flashed.

"I know." Yang Xutang saw that the tea soup had boiled, and her slender fingers picked up the teapot and poured her cup of tea into the tall celadon cup.

Xingzhi sat down beside him and put his head on his shoulder: "And then ......"

"It's okay to give you a ceremony for the teacher?" Yang Xutang looked sideways at her.

Xingzhi pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the tea and took a sip, the tea soup was mellow and sweet, and she was in a good mood.

"You are a man, how can a male master give a ceremony to a female disciple." Xingzhi said.

"Do things and do things!"

On the day of the trip, the snow fell greatly!

Yang Xutang personally made her a Luan Feng hairpin, and Aunt Gu knew that she was a woman, so she made her a skirt to enjoy plums under the bamboo. The skirt is elegant and atmospheric, without losing the playfulness and agility of a girl.

Xingzhi had already put on her skirt, and when she combed her hair silently, she was still in a daze. Her son-in-law in the mirror has pink cheeks like snow, bright eyes, pink lips, and is extremely beautiful.

"Childe, you're so beautiful......"

Xingzhi smiled and stared at himself in the mirror: "What do you say the teacher will do when he sees me like this?" ”

"I must love it!"

Seeing such a son, his heart was pounding.

Xingzhi was expecting what kind of expression he would show when he saw his daughter's appearance?

"Comb your hair!"

In the mirror, her son-in-law combed the current woman's double mustache, and only two beaded hairpins were pinned.

Without saying a word, she put on blush and rouge, and her behavior immediately added a bit of brightness and beauty.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he smiled: "I don't know myself anymore." ”

"In Yuezhou City, there is no woman who can have a son and you are beautiful." I can't help but speak.

"Just your sweet mouth......" Xingzhi laughed.

Aunt Gu presided over her ceremony, but Xingzhi was wearing a skirt and her body was slim, and when she appeared without saying a word, Yang Xutang's eyes never moved away from her.

It's just that his expression seems to be a little too calm.

When she walked in front of him and knelt down slowly, Aunt Gu on the side read the words of the courtesy, and when Yang Xutang pinned the Luan Fengchai that had been made earlier to her hair, his hands trembled slightly. For a moment, he almost forgot what he was going to say?

Xingzhi didn't care about any etiquette or rudeness, but when the teacher put a hairpin on her, she slowly looked up at him: "Teacher, I've grown up!" ”

A bright and delicate girl's face was in front of him, Yang Sutang smiled very deeply, yes, she has grown up!