When she went to Song Jinxiu Courtyard, she was holding her hand stove and sewing an old dress.

It's been a long time since the clothes were washed, and the color was washed and white, but she still sewed them carefully, and every stitch and thread was extra careful. The maid lifted the curtain and let her in.

As soon as I entered, the cold air on my body melted away in an instant.

"Second sister." Song Yige walked to the table and sat down.

Song Jinxiu raised her eyes and smiled when she heard this: "Why did the seventh sister come back so early?" But the two girls of the Tang family are not very compatible? ”

Without waiting for Song Yige to speak, Song Jinxiu buried her head and continued to chuckle: "Those two girls are the pearls of the Tang family, and their temperament is more squeamish than that of ordinary girls, and the seventh sister should be more tolerant." ”

Listening to these petty words, Song Yige only smiled slightly, but was not angry: "Second sister, are you complaining about me?" ”

Song Jinxiu shook her head: "I have never complained, I understand my identity, although my grandmother treats us equally, but in the eyes of others, it is not the case." The seventh sister is the concubine of my Hou Mansion, and I am just a concubine, the two girls of the Tang family are Jin Gui, and it is indeed something that I can't wait for, but although I think so, I don't necessarily think that the fourth sister is also like what I think, she has always been arrogant, probably because of the blood of the Tang family in her blood. ”

said that although it was not pretty, he also picked one cleanly, and then said in a roundabout way that Song Hengbo had a high heart and looked down on them.

Song Yige took Song Jinxiu's hand, but sighed in his heart, feeling that Mrs. Song had probably looked away this time, Song Jinxiu was not a fuel-efficient lamp, at least if Song Hengbo and Song Jinxiu were against each other, I am afraid that the former would not have the power to fight back at all.

"The fourth sister is such a character, today's thing is that the fourth sister did something wrong, and I hope the second sister will not worry about the fourth sister."

Song Jinxiu sighed and put down the needle and thread: "How can I worry about the fourth sister, is this just complaining to the seventh sister?" ”

"We are our own sisters, I don't think there is anything, but in the future, the fourth sister will always want to get married, and after getting married, where can she be as wanton as she is in the house now." Song Jinxiu shook her hand, "Seventh sister Xu is still young and doesn't understand much." ”

"If there is no man in charge of the house, be the backbone, most of the girls who get married will be bullied, but the fourth sister is still so arrogant, I am really worried."

The cold air rolled in with a slightly open curtain, Song Yige's body trembled slightly, Song Jinxiu was a careful person, and immediately found that it made people add some charcoal.

The room was a little warmer, dissipating the cold.

Song Yige didn't talk about it, but talked to Song Jinxiu about the female celebrity.

When she was leaving, the twilight was four, and there were dark clouds on the horizon, as if there was a heavy rain, about to fall.

Lu Zhu held an umbrella for Song Yige: "Isn't the girl going to take a look at the fourth girl?" ”

The corners of Song Yige's lips curled: "The fourth sister has a high heart, she must still be angry now, why do I have to hit my head up, let's dry it for a few days." ”

In the matter between the masters, they don't talk much as maids, so they can only lean over slightly: "Yes." ”

In winter, there is very little heavy rain, at most it is some freezing rain when the weather is cold, the rain is not strong, but it can freeze people to freeze.

One day when she had nothing to do, Song Yige sent someone to find some ice cubes, all piled them up in the corner of the yard, and after dinner in the evening, she took a carving knife and put on a cloak, and walked to the corner of the yard alone.

There were countless ice cubes scattered in the corner, and she chose a few of them that were in better shape, and regardless of how stiff the ice was in her hand, she wrapped her cloak and squatted down facing the corner like a red rabbit, carefully carving one knife at a time.

Her hands are skillful, and the gadgets carved out are also vivid, and the ice sculptures are crystal clear, which is even more beautiful under the halo.

Song Yige was extremely satisfied with her craft, and after she carved one, she went out happily.

The promenade has lanterns hanging high.

The bluestone slab under the feet is also cold and slippery for some reason.

Song Yige ran very fast, and he didn't notice that there was a person standing at the corner of the corridor, with a long body and a jade body, as if he was one with the night, and there was a kind of indescribable loneliness and loneliness.

She didn't see it, and ran on a rampage.

At the right time, Fu Yanshan also heard the sound of footsteps, he frowned lightly, and just about to turn around to avoid it, he felt a pleasant fragrance come out, and then there was a soft body, which fell softly into his arms.

He subconsciously wanted to push it away, but the person who rushed over was treated as driftwood, and he grabbed it steadily.

At the same time, he heard the sound of something landing.

It's very crisp.

Then, the person in his arms suddenly pushed him, and the whole person rushed towards the place where the sound came from, Fu Yanshan was caught off guard by her, and he didn't stand firmly, and his body was against the pillar between the corridors.

Song Yige wanted to cry without tears holding the ice sculpture that was broken into several pieces, turned back pitifully, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a face like a cold moon and a dazzling array of pearls.

She took a step back and cautiously called, "Cousin Fu, why are you here?" ”

Fu Yanshan's cold gaze slowly moved from her frightened face to the ice sculpture that had been broken into several pieces that she held in her hand like a treasure.

Ice sculpture...... Fu Yanshan's expression suddenly became in a trance, and even the hand hanging down on his side was tightly clenched and clenched together, and there were green tendons bulging on the back of his hand, which was very terrifying.

Song Yige naturally saw it, for some reason, from the first day she looked at Fu Yanshan, she felt that this person was a little scary, especially when his thin and cool eyes without any color looked at you, it was also the tightest time for her heartstrings.

Song Yige took a step back, trembling and leaning against the pillar that was still dripping with water: "I accidentally bumped into Cousin Fu just now, I'm sorry." ”

After speaking, Song Yige turned his head and ran back quickly, turning his head from time to time to see if he had followed.

Fu Yanshan's eyebrows drooped slightly, but that gaze never left the ice sculpture in her hand from beginning to end.

Half an hour later, Song Yige shrank in the room, waiting for the message of the guards beside Fu Yanshan.

He said: "I'm sorry to disturb the girl, but Zifang looked at the ice sculpture in the girl's hand, and remembered the old man for a while. ”

In the eyes of the nurse and Lu Zhu, who were like wolves, Song Yige had to bite the bill and reply a letter to Fu Yanshan.

Although the letter was written by Song Yige for a long time, when Fu Yanshan unfolded it, there were only a few words on the plain paper-

I haven't been disturbed, and it has nothing to do with you.

Song Yige was extremely happy when she handed over the letter to the guard, fortunately her nurse and maid were illiterate, otherwise they would definitely force themselves to sit on the bookcase, and write a long letter with emotion, which was forwarded to Fu Yanshan by the guard.

Then, Xu is this Hou Mansion is going to add a pair of resentful couples.

The night is getting darker.

The sound of the wind gradually stopped, and the room was as warm as spring as ever.

The nurse brought a soup woman over again, stuffed it into Song Yige's hand, and held her hand with a smile: "I've been busy these days, and the old slave has no time to ask, girl, what do you think of your cousin?" ”

"Cousin." Song Yige remembered that when she was still waiting for the boudoir, one day her brother came to look for her, and asked like this-Sister, what do you think of King Qin?

At that time, they were interested in King Xiang, and the goddess had a heart, so she smiled and bowed her head, and replied shyly: "It's good." ”

Now, Song Yige curled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly: "Cousin Fu is very good, standing with the second sister complements each other even better, but it reminds me of what a golden boy and a girl are." ”

Listening to the first half of the sentence, the nurse felt that this matter was quite promising, but in the second half of the sentence, the smile on the nurse's face suddenly faded: "Girl, the old slave ......"

Without waiting for the nurse to finish speaking, Song Yige yawned and re-entered the quilt: "Nurse, I'm sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, Song Yige wrapped himself in the quilt and directly covered his head.

The nurse stood by the bed for a long time, but after all, she could not resist her, sighed and turned out of the house, and after a while the green beads came in again, blowing the candle flames, and the whole room fell into darkness in an instant.

Song Yige carefully ripped the quilt off her face, and the darkness invaded, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

As the saying goes, she thinks about it every day and dreams at night, but she dreams about the old things again.

In the dream, the light and shadow are bright and dark, and the red silk is even more overwhelming in an instant, followed by layers of snow, spread on the red wall of the eaves, and a plum tree proudly blooms in the corner.

She hugged Shen Tan's fox fur, squatted in the corner of the wall and carved ice cubes with a knife, thinking about waiting for Shen Tan to come back and surprise him.

At that time, they had only been married for more than a month, and the red silk cloth in the house had not yet been torn off, which contrasted with the snow in the courtyard.

She squatted in the corner of the wall for almost a day before Shen Tan came back.

Fortunately, it was winter now, and those ice sculptures would not melt away, so he came over in a fox fur and picked her up from behind: "What are you doing?" ”

She pointed to the ice sculpture in the corner with great interest: "Do you like it?" I'll carve it for you! ”

Shen Tan held her in his arms, and some cold lips were pressed against her forehead: "As long as you send it, this king likes it, and he likes it very much." ”

Song Yige raised his head with a smile, and saw that Shen Tan's face suddenly changed, fading a little bit like water, and thus adding a little bit of coldness like the moon, and the faces of the two overlapped strangely.

Frightened, she pushed people out desperately, and the snow was all over the sky, and the north wind was raging.

When I looked back, there was no trace of that person in front of me.

Even the overwhelming red silk in the house is also stained with a bit of dust, foggy, and the surrounding scenery is dilapidated and withered, like an old mansion where no one enters or leaves.

I don't know how long it has been sealed.

Song Yige opened his eyes in a trance, the sky was pouring outside, and there was the sound of the maid sweeping the snow.

She was in the world, but she felt that she had entered a hell where no one was.

It's a cold winter.