As soon as Mo Xiangbin gave the holy decree of marriage, everyone gave different reactions.

As one of the parties, Shi Qingxue received the holy decree, her eyes fell straight on the holy decree and did not move.

Unexpectedly...... In a daze?

Xiao Quanzi waited for a while and didn't see Shi Qingxue speak, and couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Shi Liuniang, it's time to thank you!" ”

Shi Qingxue: ......

"Ahem!" Xiao Quanzi coughed hard in his throat again, trying to get Shi Qingxue's attention.

Shi Qingxue suddenly woke up, looked at Xiao Quanzi and hurriedly said, "Thank you Sheng Shanglongen, Qingxue is grateful." ”

She summoned Xia Mang again and rewarded Xiao Quanzi with a bag of golden beans.

Xiao Quanzi immediately smiled happily and said many auspicious words without hesitation.

Then Xia Mang and Dong Shuang led the two to hand over the reward sent by Mo Xiangbin.

Shi Qingxue sat alone in the room, still holding the sincere holy decree in her hand.

She opened the decree and her gaze fell on the gorgeous words, and her fingers rubbed lightly on them.

The sluggishness on his face slowly turned to a daze, but there was still a deep sense of loss.

The emotions of surprise, tears of joy, and fulfillment of what everyone had guessed were not reflected on her face.

Nor did it appear in her heart.

Shi Qingxue was not unwilling to marry Mo Junyang, but what she had been waiting for for a long time suddenly came true.

That joy became unreal because it happened suddenly.

Qingxue subconsciously looked up, and when she didn't find the familiar figure, she suddenly woke up.

Mo Junyang is not here.

It turned out that all the negative emotions she had just now originated from this.

Shi Qingxue always thought that in her previous life, she had been by Mo Junyang's side as a spirit for so long, and she should have been used to the silent and unmanned life.

But when she came to live in the family temple, she realized that some things were really different.

For so long, she has long been accustomed to Mo Junyang's company, and now that people are suddenly not by her side, she can't adapt to it.

"I don't know when we'll be able to meet?"

Shi Qingxue muttered in a low voice, looking out the window at the heavy snow covering her eyes, and everything around her seemed to become quiet and lonely.

She sat like this for a long time, until Xia Mang came back after sending them off, and reminded in a low voice: "Liuniang, it's time to bathe and burn incense again." ”

Every afternoon, Shi Qingxue would re-bathe and burn incense, and then sit in the room dedicated to Guanyin and play the piano to pray for Dong Hui's blessings.

It never stops.

Therefore, Shi Qingxue had to put away those complicated thoughts, got up and went to the back of the bath.

Since Dongshuang knew the news that his master was given marriage, the whole person was in extreme excitement, as if Shi Qingxue's unexpressed joy was also shown.

However, when she sent Izumiko away and returned to the dormitory, her not-so-bright brain finally realized that something was wrong.

Taking advantage of the time when Qingxue was bathing, Dongshuang pulled Xia Mang aside and asked softly, "What's wrong with Liuniang?" Didn't the emperor give her and Mo Shizi a marriage? How come I don't mean to be happy at all when I see her? ”

Not only is he unhappy, but he seems to be disappointed and melancholy.

It's really strange, could it be that the object of their master's affection is not Mo Junyang, they have always been mistaken?

As soon as the thought came to mind, Dongshuang hurriedly shook his head and shook it off.

This is not acting, how can it be so dramatic.

Besides, although Shi Qingxue's emotional expression is not as straightforward as Mo Junyang's, it is also obvious, at least those who take care of them can see it clearly.

Xia Mang saw the clue.

She made a 'silence' gesture, and pulled Dongshuang away from the bathhouse a little further before whispering, "I'm afraid it's because of Mo Shizi." ”

Winter Frost blinked in confusion, obviously failing to understand what Xia Mang meant.

Xia Mang knocked on Dongshuang's stupid head, and sighed helplessly: "You elm pimple, Liu Niang misses Mo Shizi!" People didn't come, just a dry decree, and some inconsequential rewards, do you think our six mothers can be happy? ”

Shi Qingxue, a first-class maid, is a person who has seen a lot of the world with her, so naturally she will not be dazzled by that reward like those shallow-eyed maids.

Naturally, you can also guess the master's thoughts.

Dongshuang was dumbfounded when she heard this, and looked at Xia Mang in a daze.

Xia Mang frowned, "Don't you understand?" ”

"Understood...... Yes, I see! Winterfrost nodded hesitantly.

Xia Mang asked again: "Then what is the problem?" ”

Winter Frost is now more difficult to speak.

She looked at Xia Mang hesitantly for a long time before she whispered: "Although I also know that the most important thing our master lacks is the reward of nobles, but is it really okay for you to describe the emperor's imperial gift in such a disdainful tone?" ”

It's not that Dongshuang thinks too much, but whenever she changes her maid and hears Xia Mang's words, she will have the urge to kill her.

Even if Shi Qingxue really doesn't care at all, this tone really sounds like she's showing off her wealth!

Xia Mang rolled his eyes and glared at Dongshuang fiercely: "I'm too lazy to joke with you, anyway, since you understand, then you will have more snacks for Liuniang in the future, don't let her think so much, so as not to affect her mood!" ”

Dongshuang lamented: "I don't know where Mo Shizi is now?" He has become Liuniang's quasi-fiancé, even if he comes to Danshan, he will no longer be gossiped about, but why doesn't he come? ”

Xia Mang didn't even bother to roll his eyes this time, and spit unceremoniously: "Didn't you listen to what Grandpa Quan just said?" He had to hurry back, otherwise the snow would close the mountain, and he would really not be able to go back.

So even if Mo Shizi wants to come to Danshan, I'm afraid there is nothing he can do! ”

The two maidservants looked at each other, then bowed their heads and sighed at the same time.

At this time, a small servant in the outhouse eagerly knocked on the door: "Liuniang, the slave has something important to tell." ”

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On the mountain road of Danshan, the trees on both sides of the road are all covered with snow, and they are covered with a layer of silver-white, which is one with the vast earth.

There was already a thick layer of snow on the road, four or five inches thick, and the carriage was no longer passable on the road.

Heavy snow covered the mountain, and there was silence everywhere, only the north wind was still hanging in a hurry, and the flying snow obscured the sight.

Visibility is less than a kilometer.

But in such a harsh environment, there is still a long series of horseshoe footprints on the mountain road of Danshan, and those who go all the way up the mountain from the foot of the mountain will be covered by the heavy snow in a short time.

New footprints are still emerging.

Looking down from the sky, you can see two small figures riding two horses and hurrying up the mountain.

It was Mo Junyang and Wei Zichao.

"Master, the snow is falling too much, I'm afraid it will be dangerous to go on like this, let's stop for a while and wait for the snow to get a little lighter before leaving, right?" Wei Zichao's vision was completely obscured by the heavy snow, and he basically couldn't see anything clearly, so he had to plead in a low voice.

The north wind was still blowing, blowing head-on, bringing more resistance to their progress.

Mo Junyang walked slower and slower, and finally had to stop and look around.

Now that the snow is not stopping, the visibility is getting lower and lower, and if they continue to hurry, I am afraid that they will have to be buried by the wind and snow before they reach their destination.

"Then let's wait!" Mo Junyang reluctantly beat his horse and walked to a slightly wide place.

Wei Zichao also immediately followed, and without Mo Junyang's orders, he immediately dismounted.

He first drew a large circle in the snow-covered clearing with his sword, then made the sword clear the snow from the circle, and then picked up branches and piled them up.

On such a cold day, the snow does not melt, and the branches are all dry, just a little bit.

The two of them roasted around the fire for a while, but the snow was still raging, as if a murderous demon king would not stop until he swallowed the knight who reached the point.

Mo Junyang sat by the fire, but his eyes looked towards the mountain.

The face is solemn and a little absent-minded.

Wei Zichao muttered several times but didn't get a response - this was completely different from the previous situation when Mo Junyang ignored him, this time Mo Junyang didn't seem to hear what he said at all.

Of course, Mo Junyang didn't care about Wei Zichao's chattering with those gods.

The only thing he was thinking about now was when the snow would light down, and would he be able to make it to his destination in time today?

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Bathing and burning incense is an extremely tedious process.

By the time Qingxue had completed all the steps, she sat at the table with undried water vapor and combed her hair by Xia Mang, it was already an hour later.

She only had time to take a minimalist wooden hairpin from Xia Mang's hand and put her hair in a coil, but before Xia Mang could speak, the door was pushed open.

The north wind hula poured into the house at once, and Shi Qingxue and Xia Mang turned their heads to look at it at the same time.

I saw Mo Junyang wearing a big jacket, standing at the door full of coldness, his eyes were sharp, like a pool of cold water.

It's cold and biting, but it locks people tightly in it.

Shi Qingxue's eyes were glued to the other party at the first glance when she saw Mo Junyang.

Before she could even react to what was going on, the person had already run to the door and hugged the man who had come from afar.

"Jun Yang, you're here."

The voice is timid, small and long.

Thoughts, grievances, hopes, and losses, all emotions are expressed through this crying voice.

Mo Junyang subconsciously hugged the petite man who rushed into his arms tightly.

Then he gently responded: "Yes, I am coming." ”

The two hugged each other intimately, so close that there was no gap.

The cold aura on Mo Junyang's body also directly hit Shi Qingxue, causing her to shiver.

Mo Junyang immediately felt it, and was about to push Qingxue away, shouting half helplessly and half anxiously: "I have a heavy cold body, stay away from me first." ”

Shi Qingxue stood on tiptoe, stubbornly looked around Mo Junyang's neck, first buried herself in Mo Junyang's arms, and muttered quietly: "Don't." ”

Her face was close to Mo Junyang's cold face that had been ravaged by the wind and frost, and she was so cold that she shivered, but she still subconsciously rubbed Mo Junyang's face, silently seeking closeness.

Although Mo Junyang verbally said that he wanted Qingxue to stay away from him first, but when Qingxue really refused, he didn't refuse, he took advantage of the situation to hug the person in his arms, directly supported Qingxue's buttocks, and used the posture of holding the baby to pick up the person and bring it inside.

Everyone else also left with a look in their eyes, and also thoughtfully closed the door for the young couple who had not seen each other for a long time.