Chen Ying took two steps forward, stood beside Zhishi, and said in a very soft voice: "I'll just say it here." When you go home in the next day, you will go to Ah Niu and ask him to find a few clever beggars, keep an eye on the Chengji clothing shop, and write down everything in the shop, no matter how big or small, report to me. ”

At this point, his voice paused slightly.

She really wanted to ask someone to stare at Xingwei and Chen Li again.

But after thinking about it, she still gave up.

Chen Li lives in Dongcheng, where nobles gather, and beggars can't get close to it at all, and it is too difficult to keep an eye on; And Xingwei and his people are in the house, just find a few mothers-in-law and small servants to keep an eye on, and there is no need to bother.

With a certain number in his heart, Chen Ying gave a few more words of advice, and retreated.

Chen Ying stepped forward and closed the door, put down the cotton curtain, and for a while her heart was crowded and her thoughts were divergent, so she didn't have time to check the medical records, so she only sat quietly by the window.

In the charcoal stove, there was still a faint red light, and the warmth was faint.

Chen Ying didn't feel cold, and put up the ridge window a little more, looking at the empty courtyard.

Under the corridor, there is no Su Li's figure, the eaves are covered with snow, the vermilion fence is dyed with frost, and the thin stone path has been covered by snow.

And the heavy snow has not stopped.

Raise and throw one by one, such as flying in spring, silver leaves in autumn, when landing, make a small and quiet sound, leaning into it, you can see the snow on the steps pale, covering the footprints when coming. A snowflake suddenly drifted into the window, and she reached out to take it, and a drop of water condensed on her fingertips.

Chen Ying was slightly distracted.

When it snows, although the wind is there, it is not strong, and occasionally it comes and goes, and the plum branches scrape the pillars, and there is a subtle cool fragrance.

She seemed to be awakened by the aroma, laughed at herself, and slammed the drops of water on her veil.

Suddenly, something in her sleeve was in her hand, she reached out to take it, and touched a thing that was slightly warm and hard, and when she took it out, it was the small box that Pei Shu threw over.

She laughed.

I was so busy that I forgot about this stubble.

Lift the lid of the box, on the black velvet base, fall a clear crystal water droplet, the size of the belly, the center of the water drop condensed a small purple flower, delicate five petals, enclose a complete circle, in the center of the circle, the delicate stamen tremble and stretch, delicate, like a living thing.

It turned out to be an amber.

And it is also an extremely rare flower amber.

Chen Ying was extremely surprised, and was pleasantly surprised, and couldn't help but touch it with his hand.

The slight cool and soft slippery is as if touching time, the universe and life, and the moment of silence of everything is in this small transparent microscopic object, in the light touch of the skin of her fingertips.

Chen Ying's heart trembled slightly.

For the sake of this gift of nature and time, and for that person.

This gift shows his intentions.

She was overjoyed.

Picking up the amber carefully, she realized that the clear water dripped down, connected with two swallowtails, but it turned out to be an amber golden hairpin, amber is the head of the hairpin, coiled with a gold base, falling two rows of beads, among which there is a small golden bell, gently shaking, just like the wind.

Chen Ying bent her eyebrows, and there was a smile in her eyes.

She really loved this delicate and lovely object, and it was hard for such a gangster to have such a delicate and gentle mind.

She clasped her hands gently, her palms cold.

Outside the window, the snowflakes fall spontaneously, the plum branches in front of the corridor are withered, and a few cold finches are perched, chirping and chirping, and a handing sound, embedded in the heavy snow, silent and shaky......

A foot of snow outside the city at night, and the same is true for the courtyard of the village.

Guo Wanzhi sat in front of the window, the sashes were closed on all sides, and thick brocade curtains were hung to block the bleak cold of the world. The silver frost charcoal furnace was full of warmth, and the falling frost splashed on the embroidered curtain in front of the door, quickly turning into water stains.

"This place is called Guanxue Pavilion, and it is really exquisite." The pearl on the side accosted and handed over a cup of red date white fungus soup: "Madam, this is what was boiled all night last night, you can taste it." ”

Guo Wanxin took it, the small silver spoon rummaged a few times at will, and the red in the lacquer cup turned over the plain rolls, and she smiled: "This looks like white snow and red plums." Then he pointed out the window with a silver spoon and looked back at the pearl: "Look, isn't it very similar?" ”

Outside the Snow Pavilion, there is a tree of early plum, the color is like rouge, lined with the tree Qiongke jade branches, delicate and gorgeous.

"Madame's words, it's really like that." Pearl smiled, and lowered her voice again: "Madame, drink some quickly, warm up, it should be cold in a while." ”

Guo Wan took the silver spoon and scooped it a few times, but she only tasted it lightly, pushed the small cup aside, frowned, and said, "Sweet and greasy, who wants to drink it." He smiled at the pearl again, and pointed at the jade cup with his white and tender fingers: "There are so many left, but it's a pity to pour it, why don't you drink it." ”

Pearl was suffocated, and then bowed down with a smile: "Since it is given by the lady's love, the maid will be cheeky to bear it." ”

After finishing speaking, he picked up the small cup, drank it dry in a few sips, and wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief with a smile: "It's really sweet." ”

"Next time, ask the kitchen to put less sugar." Guo Wan smiled and waved her hand to go down: "I don't need you to serve, I'll enjoy the scenery by myself." ”

Pearl bowed back a few steps and quietly left.

Guo Wan turned to look out the window again.

In the gray sky, the snow flakes are falling, coming from an unknown place, soaking the earth, a tree, a flower, a stone and a bridge, all into the painting.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

It's really a glass world, clean is clean, but who knows, what is buried under the snow?

A good snow can make rotten wood and mud into the painting, which is really ridiculous.

Guo Wan pinched her eyes.

The cold wind penetrates the bones, and there is only cold in the eyelids.

"Madam, the people from Jinan Mansion have arrived." Outside the curtain, a stereotypical female voice sounded.

Guo Wan immediately got up and laughed: "Is it Aunt Cui?" Please also come in and speak. ”

"Yes, ma'am." The voice said, the embroidered curtain was gently lifted, and a woman in a royal blue palace dress stepped in, it was the female supervisor beside Guo Wan - Cui Yuying.

According to the regulations in the palace, the palace people of the "jade" generation are still considered to be juniors, far less senior than the "Chao" generation and the "Shun" generation, so Cui Yuying's steward is just taking care of the living life of the little children in the East Palace.

And looking at the entire harem, there is a Jiang Yusheng in the Changle Palace of the Empress Dowager Xiao, who is young, so he has to be reused, and he has a meritorious service in the last rescue, and he has been promoted by half a level, and he is in danger of being on a par with He Shun'an, which is also unique.

"Aunt Cui is really, she is so polite to me, and she comes in directly to reply that she wants to suffer the cold wind and snow outside." Guo Wan frowned and was annoyed, but there was a smile on her face, and her face was stunning, which made Yutang Huawu lose its color.

After speaking, he raised his pink and snow-white jade fingers and pointed to the little golden pestle on the side: "Auntie, don't stand, sit down and talk." ”

"Mrs. Xie." Cui Yuying was not polite, bowed her waist and thanked her, sat down on the side of a pestle, did not say a word, sat with her eyes down, and just waited for someone to ask.