When the cruise ship came back, the snow seemed to be a little smaller, Mu Jinghong wanted to send Ling Jiantong home, but Ling Jiantong insisted on sitting on the hillside for a while, Mu Jinghong couldn't resist her, so he had to accompany her. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ.

A pot of hot wine went down, Ling Jiantong's little face was flushed, she looked at the lake not far away, and said with a smile: "Jinghong, this is obviously the cold winter wax moon, how did you find this lake that does not freeze?" ”

Mu Jinghong followed the direction of Ling Jiantong's finger, and the corners of his 'lips' rose slightly, where would there be a lake that would not freeze in this cold winter, this was just that he ordered dozens of subordinates to melt this thick ice day and night, just to give Ling Jiantong a surprise.

"I just happened to find it."

Ling Jian smiled with a smile, his slightly drunk head leaned on Mu Jinghong's back, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and suddenly, a melodious song came from his ears, which was very good.

Mu Jinghong held the piccolo in his hand and played a song tactfully and long, so icy and snowy, so atmospheric, and the fusion was just right.

So much so that as soon as he finished blowing the song, Ling Jiantong suddenly came to the 'spirit' spirit, kept pulling his sleeve, took the piccolo, looked at it carefully, and said curiously: "Jinghong, I didn't expect you to play the flute, say, didn't you often blow it to those girls who admired you when you were in Jiao Zi Pavilion before." ”

Her questioning tone made Mu Jinghong smile, and then reached out and gently covered her little hand, and a pair of good-looking ink 'jade' looked at her, as if she wanted to see her inside and out: "Eyes, are you jealous?" ”

Ling Jiantong's cheeks, which were originally slightly red, were now even more red because of the distance of the ruler, she lowered her eyes, and said stiffly while stuffing the piccolo back into Mu Jinghong's arms: "Where do I have it, it's just ...... I just think it sounds good. ”

"This song is another gift I gave you, I will only play it to you alone in my life, if you think it sounds good, then I will teach you another day, okay?"

"Why is it another day, today, can't it be at this moment?!" Ling Jiantong was a little impatient.

But Mu Jinghong stretched out his finger, nodded her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You have drunk too much today, besides, this snow seems to be going to fall again, you are weak, let's go back early, if you get sick, I will feel distressed." ”

Ling Jiantong hummed and chirped on his lips, not reluctant, and looked unwilling, but when he saw Mu Jinghong about to summon the horseman under the hillside, Ling Jiantong smiled slyly, hugged his neck and said, "I can promise you to go back, but you must go back with me on your back." ”

Ling Jiantong was just joking at first, but he didn't expect Mu Jinghong to really agree.

His back was very thick and warm, Ling Jiantong's cheeks were leaning against it, very relieved, and the snow 'flowers' fell, wetting her eyelashes unconsciously.

"Jinghong, thank you for everything you gave me today, I love it very much, this is the best birthday I have ever had in my life." She muttered.

She suddenly remembered that when she met Mu Jinghong for the first time, he took her back to the capital, and her feet were blistered halfway through and she couldn't walk, so he carried her back to the capital.

At that time, there was a very unique plum 'flower' fragrance on his body, and now, this taste is still there.

They have experienced so much between them, noisy and noisy, divided and combined, and his silent protection, she sees it all in her eyes......

"Eyes, if you're tired, go to sleep first, and when you open your eyes, maybe we'll be home." Mu Jinghong was afraid that Ling Jiantong would be too tired, so he instructed carefully.

Ke Ling Jian Tong listened to his words, his nose was a little sour, from this angle, under the moonlight, the outline of his side face was as handsome as a knife carving, like 'jade', such a Mu Jinghong, she had to admit that she ...... Tempted.

Her hands used a little strength, she leaned on his shoulder, and whispered: "The two of us have never loved each other as deeply, Mu Jinghong, promise me, wait for me, this time I will love you well." ”

Mu Jinghong's eyes widened because of astonishment, for a while, he thought it was his own auditory hallucination, but her breath was so close, the words just now lingered in his ears, how could it be an illusion?

After going around and around for so long, they finally really ran into each other.

At this moment, the snow 'flowers' are flying, and the journey home is long, but the beloved is by your side, and no matter how far away it is, it is a kind of happiness.

In the Zhenguo Mansion, Situ Qianchen sat at the table, a pair of eyes were looking at the bowl of noodles that had already been cold in front of him at the moment, and the position opposite him was empty, although there was no one, but there was also a bowl of steaming clear soup noodles.

The chopsticks didn't move, he looked sideways at the snowfall under the night outside the window, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his lips opened slightly: "Cut your pupils, happy birthday." ”

He remembered that before he left her, he had promised her that when he returned, he would give her food himself, but now, he was still there, and she was long no longer by his side.

There are some things, once missed, there is really no room for recovery.

Early in the morning, Situ Qianchen would get up 'bed' and wash up after breakfast under the service of the black eagle under the service of the black eagle, but today was slightly different.

An old 'woman' lingered for a long time at the big 'gate' of the Zhenguo Mansion, her expression was full of nervousness, and she looked up at the mansion from time to time, as if she was hesitating about something, and when Situ Qianchen went out of the 'door' to prepare to take the carriage, the old 'woman' knelt in front of him with a "plop".

Black Eagle frowned, blocking the middle between the old 'woman' and Situ Qianchen, and said sharply: "Who are you?" Don't you recognize this as the Zhenguo Mansion?! ”

The old 'woman' kowtowed several times in a row, and then looked up at Situ Qianchen, and her tone was extremely humble: "The old slave knows, it's just, it's just that the old slave has something important to look for...... Find Miss Ling. ”

Situ Qianchen stretched out his hand to signal Black Eagle to retreat, and then picked up the old 'woman' with one hand, and replied coldly: "She no longer lives in my house. ”

When the old 'woman' heard the news, her eyes that had lit up suddenly dimmed, and the carriage stopped at the 'gate' of the Zhenguo Mansion at this time, Situ Qianchen was about to get into the carriage, but the old 'woman' behind her suddenly said: "General, the old slave has something urgent to find Miss Ling, I don't know ...... you."

Before the old woman's words were finished, Black Eagle interrupted: "Where does the second master have time to listen to what you say, if you have anything, go to the local government, we are not a place for you to redress your grievances casually." ”

"Black Eagle" Situ Qianchen glared at Black Eagle, then turned around and walked to the old 'woman' who had been bowing his head, and examined: "You just said that you are looking for a cut pupil, but what is the matter?" Do you know her? ”

The old woman nodded, but shook her head again.

When Situ Qianchen saw this, he summoned the black eagle and ordered: "I will take leave today, if the emperor asks, he will say that I am sick." ”

"Second Master" Black Eagle wanted to persuade, but was glared back by Situ Qianchen's cold eyes, and he had to bow his head and obey.

Situ Qianchen looked at the old woman: "Now the cut pupil doesn't live in my house, but I can take you to the place where she lives." ”

When the old woman heard this, she was immediately 'excited'.

Situ Qianchen took the old 'woman' to sit in the carriage, and soon arrived at the mansion of the Seven Princes' Mansion, the 'waiter' guarding the 'door' naturally recognized Situ Qianchen, and saluted one after another, wanting to report Mu Jinghong, but who knew that he was stopped by Situ Qianchen, he took the old 'woman' into the 'door' of the mansion and walked directly to the hall.

Skirting the verandah, before reaching the hall, I heard the sound of laughter coming from the courtyard, and the unpleasant whimpering sound of the piccolo.

Situ Qianchen's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and his footsteps turned to find the sound and left.

In the courtyard, Mu Jinghong was teaching Ling Jiantong to play the piccolo, last night's song was so good, Ling Jiantong woke up, and pestered Mu Jianhong to quickly teach her the song, but unfortunately, Ling Jiantong's talent is not very good, how many times Mu Jinghong has taught it, Ling Jiantong is still very ugly.

"Eyes, I usually see you 'very' smart, why did you become so stupid when you played the piccolo?"

Ling Jiantong glanced at him, and then muttered angrily: "I'm 'very' smart, it must be that your teacher taught me too poorly, it's been so long, I haven't even learned half of the tune." ”

Mu Jinghong looked at Ling Jiantong, suddenly leaned over and pressed down, the handsome face in front of him suddenly enlarged, Ling Jiantong was nervous for a while, clenched the piccolo in his hand, and closed his eyes.

It's a pity that Mu Jinghong didn't want to 'kiss' her, and then looked at her closely for a moment before slowly opening her eyes, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Eyes, you can't talk and don't talk, who told me last night that you want to love me by herself?" ”

Ling Jiantong's cheeks flushed, and his white teeth bit his lower lip slightly, and then he shot back: "I said it, but you are too unqualified as a teacher, shouldn't you be punished a little." ”

"Oh?" His tail tone was raised, and he was extremely charming: "Eyes, what punishment do you want?" ”

His breath was in her ears, Ling Jiantong's whole face was about to burn, and seeing his face getting closer and closer, Ling Jiantong's heart was about to jump out.

Such a harmonious atmosphere was suddenly broken by a 'chaotic' jumping stone.

When they woke up from their dream and looked up at the verandah together, embarrassment immediately appeared on their faces.

Situ Qianchen stood there, looking at them with a complicated expression, a tense face, making it impossible to guess whether he was sad or angry.

This strange atmosphere stayed for only a moment, and Mu Jinghong walked in front of Situ Qianchen and barely pulled out a smile: "Second brother, why don't you say a word when you come." ”

Situ Qianchen's gaze brushed over Mu Jinghong and fell directly on Ling Jiantong's body, and then said meaningfully: "If I had said it in advance, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen the good show just now." ”

"Second brother, I just have something I want to tell you......"

"No need" Situ Qianchen raised his hand to signal, then glanced sideways at the old 'woman' who had been hiding behind him for a long time, and said coldly: "Aren't you looking for Ling Jiantong?" Here she is. ”

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