On the shores of Wangfu Lake.

Due to the overnight snow, a thin layer of ice has formed on the surface of the lake, and when you look up, it is covered in snow.

A silver-gray figure stood by the lake with his hands in his hands, he quietly looked at the frozen lake, and his back looked a little indifferent and lonely.

Ling Ling lifted the corner of his clothes, and after finding the figure, he trotted forward.

Because the snow on the ground melted and turned into ice, seeing that his back was within reach, he slipped under his feet and fell forward......

"Ahh

He suddenly turned his head and saw a white figure weightless falling towards him, and the arm in the cloak instantly lifted up, holding her steadily.

As soon as she looked up, the frightened expression stayed on her flushed face, with a slightly rapid breathing sound, she only felt her heart beat faster, and the corners of her mouth raised,

"Found you!"

His deep eyes were full of indifference, and there was no emotion between his eyebrows, and he said coldly,

"What are you looking for this king?"

Ling Ling was a little stunned, straightened up, and when she thought of last night, she raised the corners of her mouth again and said softly,

"I miss you!"

Bai Feiye's eyes flickered, he didn't answer, just turned to look at the lake, and the hands in the cloak were clenched behind him.

Ling Ling looked at his close back, his heart jumped, and he said,

"Happy New Year, Lord Wang!"

"Hmm."

He snorted.

Did he have something on his mind? She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to ask, only to hear a gentle and pleasant voice not far away.

"It's not night!"

She looked back and saw Murong Xue carrying a tray and walking towards them elegantly and carefully.

She wore a smoky pink brocade wool cloak, a soft smile on her slightly powdered little face, and Saixue's skin was slightly red.

She slowly walked up to Bai Feiye, looking at him softly with smiling peach blossom eyes.

"It's been a long time, I've been waiting for a long time." There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she didn't notice Ling Ling on the side in the slightest.

"Xue'er came to the palace as a guest, there is no need to do this."

Bai Feiye's attitude was soft, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he looked as warm as the sun in the cold winter.

Ling Ling's heart twitched, his eyes were full of puzzlement, why was his attitude so contrasting?

"This is the medicinal diet I specially made for the prince, it snowed all night last night, and drinking some medicinal diet can ward off the cold."

"Okay."

Bai Feiye raised his hand to pick up the porcelain bowl on the tray, took a bite, raised his eyes to look at Murong Xue who was smiling at him, and there was an obvious smile on the corner of his mouth,

"It's delicious."

The two of them were smiling and looking at each other, and they were both very good-looking, and they looked like they were a natural pair.

A touch of jealousy rose in Ling Ling's heart, but at this moment, she felt like an outsider who should not appear, she held back the doubts and discomfort in her heart, lowered her eyes lightly, and said softly,

"I'll leave first if there's nothing to do."

"I was only concerned about delivering food to Fei Ye, and I forgot to say hello to my sister, and asked Sister Xiahou to forgive me."

Murong Xue turned her eyes to look at Ling Ling on the side, her pretty little face was filled with a happy smile.

Ling Ling pulled the corners of his mouth a little uncomfortably,

"It's okay, you don't have to care, you continue, I'll go first."

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave, but a trace of pride flashed in Murong Xue's eyes, and he immediately said,

"Fei Ye once said, my salute is the best-looking, sister, look at it, Fei Ye said, is it true?"

Murong Xue grabbed Ling Ling's hands and left her in place, then the angle of her hands was just folded in front of her lower abdomen, she slowly turned her head and looked at Bai Feiye, everything was so natural, so just right.

Ling Ling's mind buzzed, and she looked at Murong Xue with her eyes open, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Murong Xue looked at Bai Feiye, raised her hand and pressed lightly, the angle was just right, she smiled gently,

"See the prince!"

Some thoughts sprung up in Ling Ling's mind, and the fingers in the pear blossom white cloak pinched into the palm of her hand, and she struggled to suppress her trembling body.

Murong Xue looked at her and smiled, "I don't know sister, what do you think?" ”

Ling Ling pretended to be calm, at this moment, she was very glad that the corners of her mouth were naturally raised,

"Very, pretty."

The smile on Murong Xue's beautiful face was even bigger,

"In the past, I always said that my handwriting was not good-looking, so I practiced more, and some time ago I wrote a poem when I was idle and had nothing to do, and I asked my sister to appreciate it."

She took out a neatly folded piece of rice paper from her cloak and elegantly handed it to Ling Ling.

Although Ling Ling had doubts in her heart, her hand took the piece of paper uncontrollably, and she slowly opened it......

When she saw the beautiful and flowing font on it, she only felt that her head was swollen and her heart was throbbing.

The handwriting on the rice paper was extremely familiar to Ling Ling, wasn't that the handwriting on the model rice paper that Bai Feiye gave her in the first place?

So...... From the very beginning, she learned Murong Xue's manners and behaviors, and she also practiced Murong Xue's words!

The hand holding the rice paper trembled slightly, Ling Ling maintained a trace of sanity, she looked at Bai Feiye with a cold face, there was still a little expectation in her eyes, she said in a slightly hoarse voice,

"Snow Pavilion ......"

"Sister Xiahou doesn't know yet, Xuening Pavilion was built for me by Fei Ye, and the furnishings inside are all made by Fei Ye according to my preferences. After the Xuening Pavilion was built, I just went to visit, and I haven't been in to live, since my sister has lived for me for a while, I wonder if my sister can tell me that the residence is still comfortable? ”

Murong Xue maintained a beautiful and harmless smile on her face, and her tone was soft, as if she was telling a beautiful story.

Ling Ling's body flickered, she controlled the vestiges of reason, endured the trembling emanating from her heart, and looked at Bai Feiye coldly.

She needed to know the truth, the truth that came out of his mouth......

"You asked grandma to teach me etiquette and talent, because grandma is the one who single-handedly cultivated her, so I will learn to be more like her?"

Bai Feiye's deep eyes carried boundless coldness,

"Hmm." He snorted.

"You taught me calligraphy to make me more like her?"

Her fingers pinched her palms hard, trying to keep her awake, and her breathing gradually accelerated.

"Hmm."

"That'...... Then why did you let me live in the Snow Pavilion? ”

"And that's not because it's not a night ......"

"Shut the fuck! I didn't ask you! ”

Being suddenly roared by Ling Ling, Murong Xue was like a frightened rabbit, and she looked at Bai Feiye with an indifferent face with red eyes.

“……”

He didn't speak, just grimaced.

Ling Ling's body trembled uncontrollably, and she struggled to restrain her chaotic breathing,

"In the beginning...... You treat me as a substitute for Murong Xue? ”

"Yes."

There was no emotion in the tone.

"Why?" Ling Ling frowned vigorously and opened his eyes wide to prevent the tears from coming out of his eyes.

"Xue'er, she doesn't want to marry the royal brother." He lowered his eyes and said coldly.

"That's what you mean by asking me to help her marry?"

Her heart was clear, and tears dripped uncontrollably, and she immediately raised her hand to wipe them away.

Hold on a little longer! If you cry, you have no dignity! Don't cry!

Ling Ling gritted his teeth and forcibly endured the discomfort that had bred in his heart.

"Yes."

There was his magnetic and beautiful voice in her ears, but at this moment, this voice sounded so harsh to her.

She held back her emotions, looked at his handsome face with red eyes, and asked softly with the last glimmer of hope,

"So, ...... last night"

"Nothing happened."

His cold voice hit Ling Ling's heart hard, and she only felt uncomfortable in her heart.

After being silent for a long time, she suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled lightly, although her eyes were resolute, her eyes were full of desolation.

"You've done a really good job," she said softly, "but it's a bad move,"

With a long sigh, she raised her eyes and glared at the face she was so excited about,

"Even if I die, I won't be a substitute for someone else."

With a bright smile, she pulled her cloak neatly and turned away.

His cold eyes looked at the slender and resolute back, and gradually moved away from him.

……

I choose, give you freedom.