Huai Sleeve heard this, and hurried to let Xue Yan wait to change clothes.

Before leaving, he looked back at the vermilion lacquer wooden box on the eye-incense case, and said to Xueyan, "Take that box with you." Xue Yan agreed, picked up the box, and went out with her sleeves.

After the beginning of winter, the city of Beijing encountered several windy days, the temperature plummeted by more than ten degrees, the leaves on the trees seemed to be blown yellow overnight, and were blown away overnight, and now the dry branches withered with a few dead leaves swaying with the wind, which looked particularly bleak.

After the winter of self-reliance, Zhu Hetana strictly ordered not to ride a horse again, one is because of the cold, and the other is that the road is slippery on the icy day, and it is not safe for the horse's hooves to slip, so she specially ordered to prepare a light warm car with cotton felt inside for the sleeves to go out.

Hearing that Huai Sleeve was going out, someone had already put a small copper stove to warm his feet in the carriage.

He wore a silver fox jacket on the outside of his sleeves, and a newly made silver-white poplin robe inside. Still dressed in men's clothes, Xue Yan followed into the car with a vermilion lacquer wooden box in her arms.

The copper bell hanging on the corner of the car shook rhythmically, and the sound of the horse's hooves was particularly crisp and loud on the sparsely populated street, and the car soon came to the gate of the Ming Mansion.

jumped out of the car with his sleeves in his arms, and saw six people carrying a double green-topped official sedan chair parked at the entrance of the house. She guessed that there was no one else in such a magnificent sedan chair except Mingzhu.

Sure enough, as soon as I looked up, I saw Mingzhu walking out of the mansion surrounded by several servants who were waiting with him. It just happened to be opposite to the sleeve.

Huai Sleeve stopped, and bowed to Mingzhu: "Huai Sleeve to the Lord to say goodbye." ”

Mingzhu, who is known as the smiling prime minister, saw Huai Sleeve, and immediately smiled on his face: "Huai Gongzi has not seen him for many days, and I told Rong Ruo that day, when I have time, I will go to Master Ma's house to ask for chess skills!" ”

Huai Sleeve heard this, and said modestly: "Don't dare, don't dare." The two only exchanged a few words, and Mingzhu got into the sedan chair and left.

After that day, Mingzhu heard Kangxi personally praise Huai Sleeve's chess skills, according to his observation, judging from Kangxi's attitude that day, this little Gege will be deeply favored when he enters the palace for selection.

At that time, it is impossible to say whether the sixth palace is favored, coupled with her background background, her position in the harem in the future cannot be wrong, maybe...... Mingzhu suddenly remembered that he came from Queen Xuetian, and Kangxi's throne was still vacant.

Thinking of these, Mingzhu couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "This Master Shangshu Ma of the Ministry of War is silent on weekdays, and he looks like he eats idle meals and doesn't care about salty things. ”

Mindfulness chattered, suddenly remembering the relationship between Huai Sleeve and Rong Ruo, Mingzhu couldn't help but wrinkle her brows......

Standing at the door of the Ming Mansion with his sleeves, he watched the sedan chair with Mingzhu walk out of a section before entering the mansion. Passing by the Lushui Pavilion, the lake has formed a thin layer of ice, and the weeping willows on the shore in the past are now only bald and thin whip-like willows, which keep swaying with the wind and whining, like a woman with her hair scattered and weeping.

Walking through the cloister by the Lushui Pavilion and passing through a hanging flower door, it is the Tongzhi Hall where Rong Ruo lives and reads books on weekdays.

As soon as Huai Sleeve entered the courtyard, Xiao Anzi, who was guarding the door, saw their master and servant with sharp eyes, and was about to shout, but Huai Sleeve hurriedly waved his hand at Xiao Anzi.

Xiao Anzi immediately nodded knowingly, pointed to the door, walked to the porch with his sleeves in his arms, relaxed his steps, gently opened the curtain and walked in.

As soon as he entered the house, a smell of decoction came to his nostrils, his sleeves frowned, and when he looked around, the sound of turning the pages came faintly from the warm pavilion in the middle of the building.

Huai Sleeve smiled slightly, raised his feet, walked over softly and slowly, walked to Rong Ruo's bed, took advantage of his unpreparedness, and reached out to pull the book in Rong Ruo's hand.

"Hey!" Rong Ruo raised his face and was about to reprimand, but when he saw that it was his sleeve, his eyes were immediately full of softness, he reached out and pulled his sleeve to sit beside him, and reprimanded softly: "On such a cold day, you can't stay at home for a long time, and you ran out and froze to death, which made a dry person feel distressed!" As he spoke, he wrapped a pair of small hands in his palms and warmed them.

"You'll enjoy your leisure, you won't come to see me when it's cold, so I'll have to come to the door myself." Huai Sleeve deliberately pursed his lips and muttered complaints.

Rong Ruo knew that she said this on purpose, so she smiled and said nothing, and her deep eyes only stared at the face with her sleeves and looked at it seriously.

Seeing that Rong Ruo was only staring at himself, he reached out and wiped it on his face, and asked, "Is there something on my face, why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Rong Ruo only frowned slightly, and for a moment, he couldn't help but reach out and gently caress his cheeks, which were as white as a lotus, and whispered: "It's my chess that makes you so thin." Between the words, the feelings of pity rippled infinitely.

Huai Sleeve just came in from the outside, his skin was still thinly cold, and his cold cheeks touched the warmth of Rong Ruo's palm, feeling very comfortable, greedy like a cat, and gently rubbed Rong Ruo's palm a few times.

The sleeve is just a cute little action, but it provokes the fiery tenderness in Rong Ruo's heart to swell and churn in an instant, and the arm exerts a force to imprison the sleeve into his chest.

"I just came in from outside, and I'm cold, will it hurt your illness?" Lying on Rong Ruo's chest, he asked worriedly.

Rong Ruo smiled casually: "Whatever, he can hold you like this, and he will be happy when he dies." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Huai Sleeve hurriedly pressed Rong Ruo's lips with two fingers and scolded lightly.

Rong Ruo lightly printed a kiss on the finger of his sleeve, and said with a smile: "You are familiar with Lao Zhuang, I thought you would have been detached a long time ago, but I didn't expect to mind so much." Death is the destiny of life......"

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll leave now, I really ignore you!" Huai Sleeve was annoyed and wanted to break free from Rong Ruo's arms.

Rong Ruo hurriedly tightened his arms and comforted softly: "Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, let's not talk about this." Rong Ruo looked sideways, saw a wooden box with vermilion lacquer on the table, and asked, "Is this what you brought?" What's good? ”

Seeing Rong Ruo's question, Huai Sleeve smiled, left Rong Ruo's arms and walked to the table, holding the wooden box in front of Rong Ruo.

Rong Ruo took the box and opened it gently, a refreshing and elegant fragrance wafted out, Rong Ruo felt that every nerve in the nose seemed to be slowly pulled by this smell, and was gently massaged, from the forehead to the temples on both sides, a burst of soothing and smooth.

"What kind of treasure is this, it smells so good?" Rong Ruo asked with a few deep inhales.

"Do you recognize this incense?" Huai Sleeve didn't reply to him immediately, and deliberately asked.

Rong Ruo carefully took out a piece, looked at it carefully for a moment, thought about it for a while, and said with a light smile: "It is recorded in the "Luan Luan": Panyu people make the heart word incense, and use frangipani jasmine half-open in the purifier, with agarwood to split layer by layer, seal it, the day is easy, do not wait for the flower to wilt, and the flower is fragrant. After speaking, he sniffed a petal a few more times, and asked with a little surprise: "Is this the fragrance of the heart word contained in the "Luan Luan"?" ”