The wind and snow are howling.

Outside the city of Jinling, on the top of the mountain.

A hundred-year-old plum tree grows meanderingly, and its dark branches are strong and powerful.

The old man with white hair and beard wears a virtuous crown on his head, his wide Confucian shirt is clean and dusty, and the jade around his waist shows the style of a gentleman.

He sat at the stone table under the plum tree, playing alone.

A man with a clear posture came with an umbrella.

The man was dressed in a Taoist robe, his lacquered hair was tied up with an ebony hairpin, and he smiled kindly, "Teacher." ”

Dean Sikong picked up a sunspot, "Cao Gang, what's wrong?" ”

Huai Jin seriously injured Yan Qiansui, and the other party committed suicide. The token of the Cao Gang fell into the hands of Su Jiu. We won this battle. ”

After he finished speaking, a woman's loud laughter suddenly sounded on the top of the empty mountain.

A beautiful woman, with a delicate figure, came by stepping on the snow.

The maid who held an umbrella for her, with apricot eyes, was clearly the poem that Su Jiu met in the Cao Gang.

Behind the woman, there were two guards, each holding a sword and a sword, with a cold and serious posture.

The woman's laughter was like a silver bell, she sat down at the stone table, and picked up a white child, "It is worthy of being a closed disciple trained by Dean Sikong himself, even if Yan Qiantose is defeated in his hands." In time, he will become the best sword under Dean Sikong, right? ”

Talking and laughing, Bai Zi fell into the chess game.

As soon as the son fell, Bai Zi, who was originally at a disadvantage, actually fought against the black dragon in the court, and the situation was magnificent, and it was difficult to see that this move was actually from the hand of a delicate woman.

"The snowy night is cold, the mountains are high and the roads are slippery, Mrs. Zhao is so elegant, playing against the old man here......" Dean Sikong stroked his beard and smiled, "Mrs. Zhao is different from the woman next to her, no wonder she is as eccentric as Yan Qiansui, and she will also have a soft spot for Mrs. Zhao, and she has not even married a wife for thirty years." ”

Mrs. Zhao laughed.

A woman in her forties is as well-maintained as a twenty-eight girl.

When she laughs, her eyes are bent into crescent moons, and she is as cute as a little girl.

Such a woman is very eye-catching.

"The high door and the poor family, the difference between the cloud and the mud. Me and him are not all the way after all. ”

She fell casually, "Speaking of which, Xu Jishui is a good seedling, stronger than his brother." I included him in the chess game because I wanted to use his strength to pave the way for Shen'er. It's a pity that Xu Jishui is more than brave and resourceful, and he can't see that Xiao Tingchen is at the end of his crossbow, and he lost the opportunity to occupy the Cao Gang in vain. However...... Although Xiao Tingchen took a big advantage this time, how many times in a person's life can he win by luck? Dean Sikong, I think the next confrontation will end very differently. ”

She childishly brushed aside the black chess that Sikong Chen had just landed, and winked at him playfully, "Dean is generous, why not let the little girl have a hand?" ”

Slender jade hands, neat and neat.

The winner is divided on the chessboard.

The woman got up and smiled away.

On one side, the man in the Taoist robe who had been standing quietly for a long time with an umbrella stepped forward to clean up the mess.

The goose feathers and snow fell, he cooked tea under the plum tree, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and he smiled kindly like a spring breeze, "Teacher, Huai Jin is seriously injured, I will prepare a heavy gift to visit him." By the way, take a look at that girl, too. After all, it was I who asked Huai Jin to wait for her in Peach Blossom Mountain. ”

Dean Sikong closed his eyes, "Mrs. Zhao has begun to lay out, which means that the princes of the court and the central government are ready to move. Runmo, this world will not be peaceful for a long time. ”

"Yes."

……

Cliff.

A beautiful woman with a delicate figure, standing quietly in the snow.

The halo of the lantern does not shine through the darkness in the distance.

She reached out to catch the falling snowflakes.

The charming phoenix eyes contain incomprehensible emotions, like mockery, helplessness, and nostalgia.

Shishi whispered, "Madam, the wind and snow on the top of the mountain are too big, let's go down the mountain and go home, right?" ”

"Yes, the wind and snow on the top of the mountain, it's too big......"

The woman murmured, and soon laughed again.

The phoenix's eyes are rare, and it is rare gentleness.

She thought that for the rest of her life, there would be no man who quietly sent her ten million taels of gold on Chinese New Year's Eve every year.

There is no man who robs beauties from all directions, just to find a girl who looks similar to her.

There is no man who has guarded the Qinhuai River for her for thirty years.

The woman walked on the snowy bluestone steps, under the umbrella, and her eyebrows were resolute.

The wind and snow were heavy, but she was not afraid.

She will not let Xiao Tingchen go.

She also has people to protect.