Looking at the snowflakes flying outside the window, Sheng Mingzhu's heart suddenly surged with a strong impulse.

She wanted to see him.

The thoughts in my head are together, and I can't cover them anymore.

……

At this time, in this weather, in this place, she must be crazy to do such a crazy thing.

The families who received the funeral letter in Beijing sent people to come to mourn, dozens of carriages were parked in front of the old mansion of Changle, and Sheng Mingzhu's carriage was hidden at the end, if you don't pay attention to it, you won't notice it at all.

Sheng Mingzhu sat in the car, did not get down, the curtain of the car was lifted from the inside, the icy cold wind mixed with snowflakes came to her face, and the biting chill made her dizzy head slowly wake up.

Jade Liuli didn't follow, and Xia Yu and Xia Xue sisters sat in the car.

The two of them don't talk much, and they rarely ask about Sheng Mingzhu's trivial matters, seeing Sheng Mingzhu lifting the curtain and poking her head, she thought she was just trying to see the situation outside, but seeing that she didn't shrink back for a long time, the sisters glanced at each other, with the same doubts on their similar faces.

"It's cold outside, Miss, be careful if you catch a cold." Xia Yu stepped forward and wanted to lower the curtain she had opened, but was stopped by Sheng Mingzhu waving her hand.

"Leave me alone."

After calming down, Sheng Mingzhu had a feeling of being at a loss.

At the thought of it, I eagerly and urgently wanted to come over and see him, but when I really arrived at the door at this moment, I hesitated.

The intersection between the two of them, speaking of which, is pitiful, except for some childhood memories that have long been blurred, there are only a few sides that can really be called intersections between the two.

No, he doesn't even remember who she is?

Are all memories of past lives and after death really true? Could it be just a ridiculous dream of hers? Especially as I see that many things are slipping towards a completely different trajectory little by little.

Was their Sheng family really wiped out? Did she really see him at the mass grave after his death?

And that intimate title, the vow, really didn't come up in her mind?

Sheng Mingzhu was lying on the side of the carriage window, looking at the brightly lit courtyard mixed with grief and weeping not far away, the white flags hanging on the wall of the courtyard outside the mansion, and the people who came in and out were dressed in plain clothes and cloth, and they were in a hurry.

The high walls of the courtyard blocked the mourning inside, and also blocked her line of sight.

Leaning out of the car, his head was covered with snowflakes, the tip of his nose was cold, his hands were lying by the window, his chin was on his hands, and his eyes were motionless staring at the figure coming out of the door.

Knowing that he couldn't see it, he couldn't help but have a trace of fantasy.

Xia Yu and Xia Xue behind them wanted to speak and stopped.

I don't know how long it took, until his hands were cold and unconscious, and until his black hair was white, Sheng Mingzhu slowly let go of his hand, retracted his head, and lowered the curtain.

"Let's go back!"

Sheng Mingzhu sat back in his place, reached out and dusted the snowflakes from his hair, and commanded the coachman outside.

"Miss, are you going back?"

Xia Yu was a little puzzled, so late, such a cold weather, hurriedly let people prepare a car to rush over, is it possible to take this trip?

"Miss, come here, but if you want to see someone, or if you want to find something, if you don't go in, you can let the slave and maid in." Summer Snow Road.

The two sisters just now, but they saw her eagerness when they came.

Why did you just get here, and before you got off the bus, you have to go back?

Sheng Mingzhu didn't look at the two of them, although she didn't speak, but her expression was obviously a little moved, the reason why she came and left, the impulse on the blood dissipated, and the more reason was that she was not suitable to appear here at all.

The letter of the old lady of Changning Houfu to report the funeral did reach their Guogong Mansion, but it was not her turn to mourn, this big night, she was a young lady of the Guogong Mansion, appeared here against the wind and snow, if it was discovered by others, it was necessary to gossip and speculate.

Sheng Mingzhu was indeed a little moved, "Can you take me over the courtyard wall?" If you don't come from the front door, find a secluded place, can you get in with such a high courtyard wall? ”

Thinking of this possibility, Sheng Mingzhu's voice couldn't help but jump with joy.

At this time, it was Xia Yu and Xia Xue's turn to be dumbfounded, and they turned over the wall, and they still wanted to take her? If there is a regret medicine to take, Xia Xue is only afraid that she can't wait to pour back what she just said.

"Miss, isn't that right? What if someone finds out and mistakes you for an assassin and injures you? Xia Yu and Xia Xue shook their heads desperately.

If the two of them mixed in, it would be simple; But if you take Sheng Mingzhu with you and go over the wall, there are too many unknown factors in it, if you are a little careless and hurt their young lady, think about the terrifying punishment of the second son, Xia Yu Xia Xue's face turned pale, and her head shook faster.

"No, it's too dangerous."