After leaving with a warm scroll in his hand, a few red plums bloomed in the yard. The snow has not broken for the past few days, as big as a flower, as small as jade chips, and a thick layer of white on the top of the eaves and branches. The newly added little palace maid of the Broken Hong Pavilion had her hands red from the cold, dug half a basin of snow into the copper basin, staggered through the curtain and entered the door, wrapped the snow with a handkerchief, and rolled on Mu Jingxian's face. Mu was lying on the bed, excited by the snow, frowning and humming...

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