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In Qinghui Garden, there is a delicate Sanding incense burner on the tea table, and the curling light smoke slowly floats out from the inside. Liu Piao's eyes stared at the incense burner with a dull gaze, and his expression drifted away.

It was snowing heavily, and goose feather-like flakes of snow were dancing slowly across the vast sky.

Liu Piaoyi held a white jade bone pleated umbrella and walked out of the courtyard gate wearing a warm Qiu Fox.

In the corridor of the house, she saw that the third brother Min Xiu and the fifth brother Yun Xiu were talking face to face, she smiled and stared in that direction, paused for half a minute, and didn't know what she was thinking, suddenly turned around and raised her legs and stepped out of the side door of the Xiangfu.

On a snowy day, she came to the Qingluan Courtyard, and the people in the courtyard immediately served hot tea and heated the earth dragon.

"Didn't Mr. Xing come?" Liu Piaoyi asked the steward and servant in the courtyard, the silent flower hall, and she said this to attract the attention of several subordinates in the flower hall at this time.

The servant in charge said respectfully, "Mr. Xing hasn't been here these days. ”

She asked, but there was nothing wrong with that. After all, Xing Ruchen was researching a good medicine for her to treat her body, and everyone in this Qingluan Courtyard knew about it.

Liu Piaoyi took a sip of the teacup indifferently, and then responded to the slave with an "um".

The housekeeper and servant looked at the look of the four young grandmothers, and did not know what she meant, but he did not dare to ask more.

Liu Piaoyi raised his eyes to look at the housekeeper slave, and said softly, "Mrs. Ben asked the subordinates in Liufu in Luoding Prefecture to come to Beijing to settle in this Qingluan Courtyard. ”

The steward of the Qingluan Courtyard immediately nodded in response to her, "The people of the fourth young grandmother, I and the other slaves must have a good life and settle down." ”

"Not just settle down, but let them work with you in this Qingluan Courtyard." That's what she meant.

"Yes, the minion must have arranged a good errand." The steward complimented again.

The corners of Liu Piaoyi's mouth couldn't help but overflow with a smile.

The snow was falling slightly, and the courtyard was white.

Zhou Tang, the guard of the hospital, held an umbrella to protect the master. Liu Piaoming stopped at the snow-covered swing under the trellis, and the snow was so thick that she couldn't sit down.

The woman under the white snow, her skin is better than the snow, but there is a dark color in her eyes.

She thought of the man, the man who made the swing for her.

Coming out of the Qingluan Courtyard, the snow fell one after another, and everywhere she could see was the person she was still thinking about.

On the white road, the man walked lightly in front of her, with a warm smile on his face.

Liu Piaoyi looked at his expression, and a chill gradually hit her back, causing her to freeze in place. Her eyes darkened and brightened.

Xing Ruchen stared at Liu Piao's gaze tightly, and was surprised to see her subconsciously show her after being shocked.

"Let's go." He said gently, turning and walking in one direction.

She followed in his footsteps.

She was walking a little slowly, but he just wanted to get out of the street as quickly as possible. It's just that the direction is too familiar with the Prime Minister's Mansion, but it's not the right way towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

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Near the village.

When a large courtyard attic was in front of him, Liu Piaoji froze and stared at the two words at the door.

"Where is this?" She was stunned and didn't want to go in.

Liu Piao's thoughts are exquisite, but he takes her emotions into his eyes, looking at her eyes, bright and clear, quietly looking like a clear spring, once the eye waves flow seem to be able to hook people's souls.

Chang You's heart has long been pouring into the heart spring, according to the system, he pursed his lips and smiled, he said, "My place, rest assured." ”

Liu Piaoyi looked sideways at the alley, it was the Xiangfu, and the closest to this was the Zixuan Pavilion that used to live in the Xiangfu.

The snowflakes are fluttering, and some fall on the red plum tree in the courtyard, the snowflakes are lined with plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms reflect the snowflakes crystalline, and the end is a beautiful scenery.

The pavilion round platform is floating, the four eyes are wide, Xing Ruchen sits on a wooden chair and makes tea, a face like a fairy face looks focused, but the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are a little less cold in front of the subordinates, and a little more leisurely and chic, not like the killing god that everyone is afraid of in the sect, but like an idler from outside the world.

This is what he used to do in front of her.

Xing Ruchen handed over a cup of tea, "Tea should be calmed down, and a depressed mind will make you ignore the fragrance." ”

Liu Piaoming glanced at him, took the tea, and said indifferently, "You seem to be in a good mood today." ”

"You're looking for me, so you're naturally in a good mood." Xingruchen took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said very naturally.

The corners of Liu Piao's lips moved, and there was not much expression on his face.

Looking at her, Xing Ruchen asked slowly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Jian Xiu......" Liu Piaomei lowered his eyes, and his face was a little gloomy. She only said her husband's name, and then she saw that Xingruchen's gaze suddenly turned cold, and she stared at him with a tight brow.

Or as if he knew what she was thinking, Xing Ruchen watched her expression change, not wanting her to think that he didn't want to listen, and for a moment the cold face chuckled indifferently.

Liu Piaoyi felt that his body was extremely cold, and he was a little jealous of the person in front of him, and he was even more convinced that he could do anything.

"I'm not feeling well." She said unusually cold, and her eyes stared at the vast light outside the floating veil.

"Your body?" Xingruchen immediately tugged at her hand, and two fingers probed her wrist for pulse.

The discomfort she said and the discomfort that Xingruchen understood did not mean the same thing.

I checked my pulse and it was fine.

Liu Piaoyi withdrew his hand from under the palm he was holding, "My body is fine. ”

Xing Ruchen's eyes were slightly different, and he understood what she meant by 'uncomfortable'.

"Zhang Jianxiu's business." In the words with a light smile is his inner awe.

She just looked back and gave him a silent look, but the man suddenly felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart, stood up with a heavy face, walked to a wooden cabinet and took a jar of wine placed on it.

Picked up two glasses and poured two glasses of wine, and handed one of them to her, "Have a drink with me." ”

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Liu Piao's memory didn't move, just staring at his sudden change of mood.

Xing Ruchen saw that she didn't understand his intentions, so he drank a cup alone, but he only felt dull and tasteless.

One cup, two cups, three cups.

"Yi'er, why didn't you ever consider my feelings?!"

Liu Piaoyi got up and walked to the window railing, with a serious expression, and said in a very rational tone: "That's how I am, you know." If not, if not, we will no longer have anything to do with it. ”

The corners of Xingruchen's mouth twitched twice, and he lowered his body and coaxed: "I didn't speak in a good tone just now, Yi'er, don't take it to heart." ”

The line is like dust, the eyebrows are deep, the nose is as straight as a fine cut, and the face is angular, which was originally a righteous and bright face, but at this moment it makes people feel that the outline is too deep, and there is a deep evil in the eyes.

The man drank well, and perhaps the silent pain in his chest made him drunk for a while.

They glanced at each other briefly, and Liu Piaoyi turned his head sideways, and his gaze fell in the direction of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"That place also left my life." Liu Piao's lips raised a slight and shallow arc.

Xing Ruchen got up and approached her, squinted his eyes when he heard the words, and said after a while, "I don't care about anything else, I want to explore what you mean, what are you going to do?" ”

"What I do depends on your sincerity." Liu Piao's eyes narrowed, and her bright eyes were full of fine light.

He smiled stunned.

"Walking like dust, I'm sorry for you, I understand your heart." Liu Piaoyi said lightly, and there was a strange look between his eyebrows.

When he looked at her, he was always looking at flowers in a fog, and he couldn't figure it out, and his eyes were covered with a white fog, and he couldn't see her eyebrows and eyes more and more clearly.

"You're sorry for me," Xing Ruchen's voice was low, with a stiff trill and inhalation: "Yi'er, what are you going to do?" "Xingruchen has a generous face.

She stared back at him, not speaking.

The two of them got a simple answer in their hearts at the same time, Xing Ruchen suddenly broke her body over, hugged her waist from behind, and didn't let himself look at her.

"What do you want me to do?" He ripped off the black silk on her back, and his thin lips were imprinted on the slender and delicate back of her neck.

Liu Piaomei bit his lip lightly, and if the small fish stranded on the shore, the ripple seemed to roll out of the throat with an uncontrollable muffled sound. But it was just a flash, she calmed herself, her eyes cold, "You have to do everything I want." ”

Xingruchen grabbed her earlobe, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is everything with you, and you will give me a trace of tenderness?" ”

Liu Piao's eyes were closed, his brows were frowned, and his heart was full of confusion and fluctuation. For a moment, her eyes were dark and cold, and she replied to him calmly, "As long as it is as I wish." ”

Xing Ruchen's eyes narrowed, and the killing intent was very small.

"When?!" He asked earnestly.

Liu Piaoyi still turned his back to him, and said lightly, "Look at the mood!" ”

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