The wind and snow were all over the sky, Gu Fenglin was only wearing a white brocade robe, white frost condensed on his eyelashes, and his face was as pale as snow.

Gu Yilan frowned and stared at him: "It's not good that you don't care for yourself like this." ”

Gu Fenglin smiled and saluted decently.

Gu Yilan said indifferently: "Since you are back, you can stay at ease." It's too high and too cold for you to come to, or a place for you to stay for a long time, and go home early tomorrow morning. ”

He turned and walked down.

Mu Rong hugged her swollen ankle and glared at Gu Fenglin hatefully, it was this hateful and ominous crow that caused her to fall.

She couldn't imagine that the noble and elegant priest's wife appeared in front of people, but she had to limp.

Seeing Gu Yilan approaching, she immediately collected the hatred in her eyes, looked at him timidly, and burst into tears: "Husband, you go back first, I'll come slowly." ”

Gu Yilan said: "Is this wrestling?" ”

Mu Rong pursed her mouth aggrievedly and forced a smile: "I'm fine......"

The maid was aggrieved for her, and couldn't help but say, "Just now, the lord suddenly threw away the lady's ......"

"Shut up! How can you speak! Mu Rong spoke sharply, turned her head to Gu Yilan but was full of spring breeze: "Husband, I'm fine." ”

Gu Yilan squatted down to check her ankles, frowning: "It's swollen." ”

Mu Rong looked at him expectantly, if he could hold or carry her down......

Gu Yilan pointed to a healthy woman and said, "You, carry the lady down." ”

Then he looked up at the sky, and his cold face showed a little anxiety.

Mu Rong clenched her skirt tightly and said with a smile: "Husband, you go back first, I will definitely be able to get home safely." ”

"Hmm. I have something to do, you don't have to wait for me. Gu Yilan walked down the stairs and never looked back.

Mu Rong lowered her head deeply, for a long time, and said with a cold face: "Carry me down." ”

When she turned around, Gu Fenglin was no longer visible, and the steps were empty, only the wind and snow were still there.

It was as if he had come out this time simply to see the couple clearly.

This year, it snowed heavily in Lanjing.

The plum blossoms in Mufu are in good bloom, and the fragrance fills the whole garden.

The female relatives of the Mu family sat in the warm pavilion, surrounded by Mrs. Mu to enjoy the snow and plums, everyone was a fox fur and mink fur jacket, surrounded by beads.

Mrs. Mu said tremblingly: "I haven't had such a heavy snow for many years. ”

Mama Gou on the side sighed very much: "It's still that year." ”

Old Madam Mu sank her face and looked at her with disgust.

Mama Gou lowered her head and smiled, not daring to say more.

Mu Rong held her chin and said, "Mama is talking about the year when King Xianjun rebelled?" It did fall heavily that year, and everyone said that it was a punishment for the traitor, God was happy, and the snow was a good year. ”

At the mention of that year, the crowd that was still lively just now instantly quieted down.

When I was a little older, I remembered the former Mrs. Mu Da who died unexplained, and Zhao Ruhong, the young daughter of the prince of Xianjun.

and her daughter who has been smart since she was a child.

This strange atmosphere made the current Mrs. Muda very displeased, she lowered her head and secretly clenched the stove.

Old Madam Mu frowned: "Okay, what are you doing with these things?" ”

Mu Rong pressed the corners of her mouth with a silk handkerchief and said with a smile: "That's the case, my daughter sent Ah Lian's dead girl out on errands a few days ago, and she got something back." ”

Mrs. Mu said: "Ah Lian, this poor thing, didn't he die somewhere? ”

"Liuxian County." Mu Rong said with a smile.