It's cold outside, and the north wind hasn't stopped.

Song Yi singer holding the soup woman sent by the nurse, I don't know what I was thinking, the whole person sat in front of the bed in a trance, the nurse just came in to look, and began to shout again, the tears are even more flowing, can't stop at all, she has never had a way to take these old people's tears, as soon as she cried, she obediently covered herself in the quilt again, and her body began to warm up inch by inch.

After she fell asleep, everything that had happened in the past few days began to echo in her mind again.

In a drowsy state, she fell asleep, but in her dreams, she couldn't help but dream of the original person, and the boxy courtyard built up by high walls.

The snow fell all over the ground, almost flooding most of the plum roots in the corner.

At that time, she was still in good health, and she ran barefoot to the snow to spread joy, and the snow covered her eyebrows. After a while, another little girl stood under the porch with a hand stove and looked at her, and her eyes were a little bright.

"Sister Yingluo." She shouted, "Can you break me a plum?" I want to take it back and put it in a vase. ”

There was a tuft of plums on top of her head, and she easily broke off a branch of plum on tiptoe, and then ran back and handed it to her: "Here you go." ”

"Thank you, Sister Yingluo." Xiao Yige covered his mouth and smiled, and took the plum blossom into his hand.

The plum blossom bones have a bit of snow on them, and her sparkling eyes are intertwined with each other, which is very unworthy.

"How are you feeling better?" She sat down on the stone steps, her white feet red from the snow, but she didn't know it.

Xiao Yige sat down behind her and blocked the wind and snow: "It's still like that, Sister Yingluo, can you promise me one thing?" ”

"What?"

Xiao Yige leaned over, hugged her from behind, and rested his head on her snow-covered neck: "No matter what happens, please live safely, just for me, okay?" ”

"Huh?" She turned around, because there was snow on her body, she didn't dare to hug her, she could only smile and reach out and pinch her nose, "Why are you talking nonsense again, little girl?" ”

Xiao Yige didn't hide it from her: "I've been flustered these days, and I always feel that something is going to happen, Sister Yingluo, if something really happens, I'm not here, can you promise me one thing?" ”

"Nonsense, you'll be fine, even if the money of the Song Mansion is squandered because of you, isn't there still me? Even if you do your best to my Lin family and the royal palace, you will definitely be able to keep you safe. ”

Who knew that Xiao Yige shook his head: "Sister Yingluo, you can promise me, if something happens to me, you will help me protect the Song Mansion and my brother." ”

She was puzzled at the time, but looking at Xiao Yige's teary-eyed appearance, she naturally accepted it happily.

Xiao Yige raised her lips and smiled, and her tone returned to that delicate appearance: "Thank you, Sister Yingluo, I know that Sister Yingluo is the best." ”

What she said later, she doesn't remember very well, only vaguely remember, after the people from the Song Mansion came to pick her up, her husband also came back from the morning court, and when he saw her, he came over, squatted down in front of her, carefully rested her feet on his body, and then covered his stomach: "Why are you playing in the snow again?" ”

"You've been playing for seventeen years, and you still haven't gotten tired of it?"

Binglingling's feet gradually warmed up in his arms, and she smiled and wanted to take her feet away from his body: "Cold, don't catch a cold." ”

"I'm not afraid of catching a cold, but if Yingluo catches a cold, I'll probably die of distress."

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Song Yige opened her eyes in astonishment, and what she slammed into was not the snow-capped square courtyard, but another black rumbling place, with only boundless darkness spreading in her eyes, and then slowly swallowing her.

The blood on the guillotine is rampant, and there are people who go to the bitter cold land, but live and die in a foreign land.

Her heart kept stirring, and the fierceness almost jumped out of her throat in the next moment, and she reached out and pressed it, as if only in this way would the frequency of the beating decrease.

The scene in the dream was so real, even the temperature in her hand she could really feel it.

But when I woke up, I was alone, and I didn't even have anyone around me who could talk to myself.

This year's winter is really cold.

She shivered and fell asleep again.

Early in the morning, Song Yige was dug out of the quilt that was finally covered with warmth by the nurse.

The Song family has the rules of the province in the morning and dusk, in fact, not only the Song family, but also the slightly larger portals, all have such rules, but in the beginning, the Lin family did not have the main mother, and later married to the palace, and she was the only one among the female dependents in the house, plus the prince took pity on her, how could she get up early, she always slept until three poles in the sun before waking up, but now it is good, she has changed her body, and she has to get up early every day to say hello, which is really painful for her.

So she was drowsy and was dressed by the nurse, and then pushed to Rongfutang.

It was too cold outside, and when she was pushed out of the room, Song Yige felt that she was completely awake, she gathered her cloak and moved slowly.

When he arrived at Rongfutang, Song Yige quickly found that he seemed to be the latest to come.

She rubbed her cheeks, trying to put a smile on her face, and then fearlessly lifted the curtain and walked in.

The laughter in the room came to an abrupt end because of her words.

"I've seen my grandmother with a song." Song Yige bent his knees, and after getting up, he looked at the two sisters sitting in the room, "Second sister, fourth sister." ”

It was probably the heart-to-heart conversation between the two sisters yesterday that played a role, and Song Jinxiu gave her sister a lot of face: "Seventh sister." ”

However, Song Hengbo was still the same as before, lukewarm, but he didn't say anything to choke with her, Song Yige felt that he could go and burn high incense, and he really didn't dare to expect Song Hengbo to say a word to himself like Song Jinxiu, Seventh Sister.

Although Song Yige is ranked seventh in the house, her identity is only higher than them, and when she is ranked, Song Yige is also sitting at the front.

"Seventh sister, it's really good to take care of this time to say hello every day." As soon as she sat down, Song Hengbo helped the hairpin on her bun and opened her mouth lightly.

Song Yige smiled lightly: "Let the fourth sister see the joke, Ge'er's body has not been well these days, and she is a little sleepy." It's bothering the fourth sister and Aunt Song to wait here. ”

Song Hengbo was about to refute coldly, but Aunt Song quickly grabbed her hand: "Seventh girl, the fourth girl has no other meaning in her words, it's just because the seventh girl is not in good health these days, so she plans to care about it." ”

"I understand the care of the fourth sister, but the care of the fourth sister is really special." Song Yige smiled, "Another day, I will definitely have a good experience." ”

After greeting her, except for Song Yige, who was left behind by Mrs. Song, the other four people were sent out by Mrs. Song, she sat on top of the high hall, stretched out her hand to cover her forehead, and did not say a word.

Song Yige was a little apprehensive in her heart, although after she woke up, she had some memories of Song Yige, but she didn't know very well, many places were vague, and she didn't even know if Mrs. Song would be angry with her about it.

After being silent for a long time, Song Yige shouted with some anxiety: "Grandmother." ”

Old Madam Song half-opened her eyes: "Well, Ge'er, come here." ”

Song Yige rubbed for a while, holding the idea that it was a blessing or a curse, and that it was a disaster that could not be avoided, he walked over with a very brisk step, jumped to the side of Mrs. Song and sat down.

Mrs. Song has a very good smell of sandalwood on her body, and I don't know if it is because she often eats fasting and recites Buddha, but after smelling it for a while, she feels very stable.

The room was getting warmer and warmer, Song Yige felt drowsy when she leaned on Mrs. Song's body, she felt that she was going to fall asleep, and when she saw Zhou Gong, Mrs. Song's cough immediately pulled her mind back from a long distance.

Song Yige worriedly hugged Mrs. Song's back: "Grandmother, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Old Madam Song shook her head, grabbed Song Yige's hand and pressed it in her hand, "Ge'er." ”

"Grandmother."

Old Madam Song sighed, touched her hand, and didn't know what she was thinking, but Song Yige felt that the temperature in her hand was really scorching: "Ge'er, I know that you don't like your second sister and fourth sister very much, and they all think it's because of Aunt Song, so your mother went early." ”

Song Yige didn't speak, just lowered his head and listened to Mrs. Song's words silently.

"But grandmother wants to tell you that you can't write such a word as Song with two strokes, your sisters are thin, and you have no brothers around to support you, and the only ones you can rely on in the future are your two sisters, so ah, the grievances of Ge'er's previous generation are a matter of the previous life, so don't add the mistakes of the previous life to your two sisters."

Song Yige didn't know much about the grievances of his previous life, and when he was about to ask, he heard Mrs. Song continue: "Actually, your fourth sister has no malice, but her heart is a little higher, and she has to be unforgiving, but in fact, she doesn't have any bad intentions, understand?" ”

Listening to Mrs. Song put forward Song Hengbo alone, Song Yige remembered Song Jinxiu, she thought about it and said, "The second sister?" ”

Old Madam Song smiled: "Your second sister has a soft temperament and is easy to get along with, but her heart is really a little cold. ”

Song Yige listened, but suddenly there seemed to be something wrong, if it was about the coldness of the heart, she thought, she probably took the first share.

"If there really is such a day......" After Mrs. Song said half a sentence, she was silent, just holding her hand and sighing.

In fact, Song Yige can't quite understand it, now that Huaiyang Hou has come back, not to mention, he has also brought a very talented disciple, the lintel of the Song family will definitely be able to hold up, so why look forward and backward like this.