It has been half a year since I left the capital, and when I left, it was 'the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red', but when I came back, it was 'the snow was too late in spring, so I wore the garden tree as a flying flower'.

The north wind was tight overnight, and the snow was still drifting when the door opened. Pity the white in the mud, and pity Qiong Yao on the ground. Huo Qingren took out the royal blue hosta he bought in Tuocheng, and the corners of his mouth smiled. Since the first time I saw him, he has been wearing the cyan hosta and has never changed it. This must be the first time she's given him something, right? After half a year of precipitation, his shadow is still hidden in her heart. Dongfang Yu, I don't know how you are now?

I didn't say goodbye at the beginning, firstly, to send my grandfather, and secondly, I wanted to calm down and ask who my heart loved? After calming down, she found that her heart was full of Dongfang jade. So the person she really loves should be Dongfang Yu, right?

His taste, his light smile, and his gentleness seemed to be as if it was yesterday, and the more she arrived in the capital, the more her heart beat hard. The days of getting along in the 'Fangcao House', the flowers and plants they planted together in the courtyard outside the 'Fangcao House', she remembered every scene and everything in her heart.

I don't know if she figured it out or what, as long as she thinks of Dongfangqi, her heart hurts. If you don't want to, you'll be fine.

When the capital arrived, the army could not enter the city. So early in the morning, Huo Qingren separated from Fang Jiajun and left. The sky, drifting with light snow, white, and fluttering one after another, looked like the reeds that Dongfang Yu took her to that year. The snow melted as soon as it landed, and the bluestone bricks were wet and a little slippery.

There is never a shortage of excitement in Shangjing, but it will not be so lively, as if all the people in Shangjing have come out.

Accustomed to the heat of the wasteland, I am a little unaccustomed to the winter of Shangjing when I return to Shangjing. Huo Qingren quickened his pace, but stopped at a three-character and three-character intersection.

She saw him, the person she was thinking about - Dongfang Yu. He wears a blue brocade robe embroidered with white veins. He was dressed in a white fox fur, with a crown on his head, and a black green silk hanging down like a waterfall. The eyebrows are affectionate, and the corners of the mouth are smiling. Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. That's what he's talking about, right?

Dongfang Yu stood in Xiaoxue with a smile and looked in her direction, and in an instant, Huo Qing thought that it was not snow floating in the sky but the reed flowers of that year.

Huo Qingren just wanted to walk over, but saw a sedan chair with white yarn hanging on the side stopped in front of Dongfang Yu, and the two maids lifted the sedan curtain.

The woman said, "How long have you waited? ”

Dongfang Yu smiled, and that smile used to only be revealed when he saw her: "Not for a long time. ”

The woman was wearing a white liugong skirt, like a snow lotus blooming in a snowy scene.

Dongfang Yu smiled and gently combed the snowflakes on the woman's hair.

There was a hint of blush on the woman's white face, and she said thank you.

"Let's go inside!"

The woman nodded with a smile, and the two entered the Green Drink Pavilion together. Dai Mei is delicate and far away, and the green temples are thick with spring smoke; The slender hands are slender, and the wrists are exposed; Fold the waist to micro-step, showing the wrist in the light yarn; Turning around and walking, it is just like a willow shaking flower and smiling at Chuyan. Sure enough, there are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, who look at the city and the country.

"It's so beautiful!"

"She is worthy of being the first beauty in the world!"

"How can there be such a beautiful woman?"

"It's a natural pair with the Jade Prince."

"The Jade King is handsome, and Miss Jun is in the city. It's a jealousy of others. ”

Is this retribution? She robbed her mother of the inheritance, and she robbed her of the love of her heart.

Huo Qingren stood at the fork in the road and didn't go for a long time. It hurts so much in her heart. It hurts even more than thinking of Dongfang. Snow was falling from the sky, gradually wetting her clothes.

Huo Qingren didn't know how he returned to Wenfu, and after seeing his aunt An's, he hid himself in the house.

Are you emotionally attracted to her?

Dongfang Yu looked at Jun Niansheng's affectionate look, Huo Qingren didn't dare to think about it, but it lingered in his mind.