As the time approached, the snow finally fell in the sky, and the whole world was covered in silver in a short time.

The Jiang Mansion was also shrouded in pure white, and the main courtyard was so quiet that there was not a trace of sound.

A gust of wind arose, and the silence was finally broken by the snowflakes falling from the branches, and under the pine forest, there was a faint girl's voice, with some pleading and trembling.

"Miss, it's so late, why don't you go again tomorrow······"

"If you don't want to go, you can go back first." Another girl interrupted her coldly, her voice so gloomy that it seemed like it was about to drip water, "Don't bother me. ”

The maid bit her lip, and didn't dare to persuade again, so she could only hold the lantern and follow the figure in front of her, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow, even if she fell into a snow pit, she only opened her mouth silently and did not make a sound.

They walked forward against the wind for less than a quarter of an hour, and when they came to a remote courtyard, the petite figure wrapped in a silver-white rabbit down fur cloak in front of them stopped, and the maid behind her, who was shivering with cold, immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The maid slapped the knocker, and the bronze knocker made a dull crashing sound, and a somewhat hoarse voice came from inside, asking impersonally.

The maid didn't know how to answer, so she looked at the young lady next to her, but she didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't notice this little thing, and the side face surrounded by a circle of wind hair looked good in the snow.

The maid had no choice but to say to herself: "Open the door, it's the young lady of the Song family, who has come to visit the fourth young master." ”

After answering this sentence, the surroundings fell silent again, and occasionally only miserable birds whimpered, which was creepy.

The maid began to tremble again, this time even her teeth chattering.

I don't know how long I waited, the courtyard door finally opened slowly, and a figure came out sideways, stretched out the lantern in his hand in front of him, and shone on the two people, which made the door crack open wider.

After bringing in the two people, the young man who received him said, "Miss Cousin, the young master said to let you go to the side room and sit first." ”

Song Zhenzhen glanced at the small stone road that was flooded with snow, and in the room with the main entrance closed at the end of the road, a warm yellow light was shining from under the erected window.

She didn't say anything, turned around and followed the little maid into the wing.

Ji'an went out again, and after a while came in with two cups of tea and placed them on the small square table.

Song Zhenzhen lifted the tea cup, and a smell of old and sour tea came to her nose, and she forcibly endured a feeling of nausea and covered the tea lid.

"How many years has this tea been sitting? My brother is still this virtue. Song Zhenzhen couldn't help frowning in the end.

That is, he stood with his bow, and did not answer.

She said it herself, and she felt bored, and her eyes looked around again, but unfortunately the room was empty, only a square table and a few faded old wooden chairs, and a pot of orchids in the east corner.

Other than that, there were only three people left.

Song Zhenzhen waited for a while, and gradually felt a little clammy and cold, and just wanted Ji'an to urge Jiang Yuzhi, when there was a steady footstep outside the door.

She pressed it, put on a smiling face to greet her, hugged the arm of the visitor, raised her head and said sweetly: "Brother, are you busy?" Tired or not? I'll pour you water. ”

Jiang Yuzhi glanced at her noncommittally, pulled out his arm, sat down at the small square table, leaned idly on the back of the old wooden chair, and asked her, "What are you doing here?" ”

Song Zhenzhen seemed to be familiar with his movements, and he was not angry when he was thrown away, and he also sat next to him.

"Brother, don't you want your sister?" Song Zhenzhen held the poured teacup in both hands and presented it to Jiang Yuzhi, pursed his lips and smiled: "I haven't seen you for half a month, I miss you very much." ”

Jiang Yuzhi didn't react at all, he was playing with something in his hand, and his eyelids didn't even lift, let alone go to pick up tea.

"Getting to the point." Thin lips cherish words like gold.

Song Zhenzhen withdrew her hand stupidly, a little embarrassed, she waved her hand and let her maid and the rest of her life.

Ji An didn't go down with the maid, but looked at Jiang Yuzhi.

Jiang Yuzhi finally raised his eyes to look at Song Zhenzhen at this time, his slightly brown eyes seemed to have no focus, which inexplicably made Song Zhenzhen's heart tremble - she took a deep breath and almost forgot that this person hates others pointing fingers at him the most.

She made up her mind and asked softly, "Brother, aren't you surprised, how can Jiang Yu still be alive!" She can't be, something weird······"

Jiang Yuzhi's fingers paused, revealing a small piece of warm jade between his slender fingers.

He snorted softly, "You already have the answer in your heart, why bother to ask me." ”

The wind outside the window gradually rose, and a few traces leaked into the house, causing the candle flame to shake, and half of Jiang Yuzhi's face was shrouded in a layer of shadows, which became more and more invisible.

Song Zhenzhen was stunned for a while, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "Then I'll do it myself, but if I still encounter a good time like last time, I still hope that my brother will help, but don't just watch." After all, my mother is gone, and we are the only ones left to rely on each other. ”

After smiling and saying this, Song Zhenzhen was satisfied to see that Jiang Yuzhi's body was straight.

She got up and walked out, and as she pushed the door, a deep voice came from behind her, "What are you going to do?" ”

Song Zhenzhen smiled silently and coquettishly, and when he turned around, his little face was full of joy: "I know that my brother is the best for me." ”

She sat back beside Jiang Yuzhi, looked at him and said, "I heard that there is a winter hunting competition in Guangling City every year, and it has become a custom for various nobles to take turns to hold it in the east. Coincidentally, this year's winter hunting competition is the turn of the Dongqu family, and it will start after the year. ”

When Jiang Yuzhi heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a mocking smile. "The eldest son of the Dongqu family is coming back, and it must be very lively at that time."

Song Zhenzhen nodded and smiled coquettishly: "That's natural, the old lady of the Dongqu family loves face and likes people to hold high, but I'm afraid that the eldest prince will not only come back alone at that time, but also invite some nobles from the capital." Not to mention anything else, the prince of the Jin Dynasty, who had always been good friends with him, couldn't escape. ”

Jiang Yuzhi nodded, his fingers swiped over the unfinished mark at the bottom of the white jade plate in his palm, and asked, "Is he still the fourth princess?" ”

"Hehe, what about him, that short-lived princess, I heard that she died a long time ago, but the saint was afraid that the queen mother of the middle palace would not be able to stand the blow and would not be able to get better, so she deliberately concealed it."

Jiang Yuzhi raised his hand to take a teacup for himself, and while pouring tea, he said casually: "You know a lot, it seems that Mrs. Song is usually very good to you." ”

"My brother cares about me." Song Zhenzhen smiled like a flower, it was rare for Jiang Yuzhi to say something nice, and she explained more for a while: "But this is not what my mother said, but I heard from the Lord of Liuxian County-Lord Liuxian," she met Jiang Yuzhi's gaze, and smiled even more proudly, "It's the person who belongs to the son's heart, brother, you are usually too closed, and you don't know such an interesting thing." ”

Jiang Yuzhi looked away, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and after a while, his voice was hoarse, "Zuo is just some dirty things." ”

Song Zhenzhen was a little displeased: "Isn't my brother preparing for the autumn festival in August next year?" That is, if you have the intention to enter the officialdom, which side you should stand on at that time, you must need these news as a basis.

For example, although the county lord of Liu is the county lord of Shangyi, she has no blood relationship with Jinshang.

Her family has been a royal merchant for many years, and she usually goes to honor the three princes during the New Year's holidays.

The previous princess was the sister of the eldest prince, and her attitude towards the prince was originally dark, but now you and I both know which side he is on. As long as he chooses whoever he chooses, brother, you're-"

The cups touched the tabletop lightly, making a crisp clicking sound, which made Song Zhenzhen subconsciously stop in the middle of the night, Jiang Yuzhi didn't say anything, just raised his hand to add water to himself.

Song Zhenzhen suddenly realized that he had unconsciously said too much.

She should have left a long time ago.