These are seen by the heroine, and they have become the hope of extinction.

  Until, the male protagonist ushered in his wife, and her hopes became a joke and she was one step closer to the abyss.

  The girl withdrew from the plot, looked back at the distant palace wall, and said, how many women's infatuation should be locked up for the royal grievances?

  Ah Sleeve didn't know what her young lady was lamenting again, and she always felt that those eyes seemed to have seen through all the joys and sorrows in the world, full of vicissitudes.

  Bai Ji: "......"

  This baby just has feelings.

  Although she thinks like this, she still doesn't know anything about human feelings, and it's a shame that she has been with Yue Lao for so long, but she hasn't even learned a little skin.

  She waved her hand casually, and when she was about to leave the palace gate, she lowered her eyes and asked Ah Sleeve to bury the cloak somewhere at will.

  After all, although the folk customs of this dynasty are open, a girl holding a man's things will inevitably cause more trouble.

  Ah Sleeve obviously thought of it too, and immediately stepped the cloak into the snow.

  Seeing her so rude, Bai Xi pulled the corners of her mouth.

  Doesn't she know that there is no difference between buried and unburied?

  Ah Sleeve also stepped on it for a while before she realized that she still seemed to be able to see it, and she smiled awkwardly.

  But the girl looked calm, as if nothing had happened, and went straight towards the palace gate.

  Ah Sleeve hurriedly followed.

  The turquoise oil-paper umbrella walked in the vast white world, and as soon as the feet stepped out of the palace gate, there was no other movement in the long corridor, only the wind that blew from time to time was whistling, and there were flying snowflakes falling on the snow, slowly adding another layer to the snow, tirelessly, and the cloak that was buried in the snow was picked up by one hand.

  The owner of the hand chuckled, very pleasantly.

  After sitting in the carriage for a while, Bai Xiao came out of the palace, he did not have an umbrella, his hair did not get a lot of hoarfrost, and his beard was not spared.

  Bai Xi saw that she came out safe and sound, so she showed a smile, obediently like a glutinous rice dumpling.

  Bai Xiao, who was still in a pity that Song Jinchao's plan failed to succeed, suddenly felt comfortable, and even secretly happy, fortunately he was retained, he was reluctant to marry so early.

  However, thinking of the emperor's suspicion and all kinds of court disputes, he frowned again, he was always old, half of his body was in the loess, and he had to take care of everything in the future for Nannan.

  Of course, Bai Xi knew that Bai Xiao had not dispelled a future plan for her, but she chose to pretend not to know, poured a cup of hot tea from the pot, put it in the palm of the middle-aged man's palm, and said in a soft voice: "Daddy drink hot tea, don't get caught in the cold." ”

  The carriage moved, the curtain shook, and the horses in front of it let out a low whimper.

  Bai Xiao nodded and took the hot tea with a smile.

  The restaurant on one side of the order.

  The man took off his coat and sat upright on a chair, his hair dyed a little frosty.

  Qi Xiang patted the snow on his body and muttered, "It looks like the New Year is coming to an end, when will the snow stop?" also let people not have a good New Year; 1？ ”

  The man took a casual sip of hot wine.

  This is the best peach blossom brew in the wine shop, which is picked from fresh peach blossoms containing spring dew, and then made into mellow and luscious wine, and then sealed in the altar and sunk under the peach tree, and the next year will be a more fragrant wine.

  Qi Xiang saw that his old god was there, and when he thought of something, his eyes narrowed, and he sat opposite the man: "You know, did I hear something just now?" ”