The days passed slowly and peacefully, except for the occasional confusing dream, Ding Guoguo was very satisfied with this life.

Aside from the patients who came to her door every now and then, she had almost nothing to do. Every day is either sleeping, or teasing Hao'er and Xiaonan.

The only thing she cared about was Ding Ning's increasingly detached attitude, and she didn't know how to improve the relationship.

She is close, and Ding Ning retreats. She retreated, and he was even more far away. Sometimes when she habitually makes some intimate small movements, he either avoids them, or he is stiff and repulsive.

This made her very puzzled and angry, but she didn't have the right opportunity to ask.

"Guoguo?"

"Huh?"

Ding Guoguo withdrew his gaze from the plum blossom that had been looking at the vase on the table, and turned his head to look at the pomegranate sitting next to her, making small clothes.

"What do you think of the king's character?" Pomegranate stopped the needlework in her hand, looked at her, and asked.

Ding Guoguo was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Why did you suddenly ask this?" ”

Pomegranate smiled, "But just ask, if you don't want to say, it's fine." ”

Just ask? Ding Guoguo smiled slightly, "Don't try to match me with him, I don't have feelings for him." ”

Pomegranate was slightly stunned and asked puzzled, "What do you mean by feeling?" ”

"That's it..." It's hard to describe. Ding Guoguo lowered his head and thought about it, then said, "Even when I see him, I won't blush, and I won't have a fast heartbeat." ”

Pomegranate nodded, lowered her eyes and began to fly the needle again.

Ding Guoguo thought that this topic was over, so she turned her eyes to the plum blossom again.

"Actually, when I married Langka, I didn't have the feeling you said."

After a long time, Pomegranate bit off the thread, unfolded her small clothes and looked at it, as if unintentionally.

Ding Guoguo turned his head to look at her and wondered, "Then how can you marry him?" ”

Pomegranate smiled, put the folded small clothes into the package next to her, touched it lightly with her hand, and said softly, "This is the first time I have a choice, and I don't want to miss it." ”

Yes, the marriage of the ancients has always been the word of the matchmaker of the parents, and before marriage, they didn't even know what the other party looked like, which is a common phenomenon. If you're lucky, you can marry a wishful man who knows how to hurt people. If you are unlucky, you will suffer for the rest of your life. This is the sorrow of ancient women.

Thinking of this, Ding Guoguo sighed and stopped talking. Pomegranate's state of mind, she can't fully comprehend.

"Still, I think I made the right choice. You also saw how good Langka was to me. Pomegranate looked up at her, smiled and finished speaking, took the cut cloth, and sewed it again.

"Actually, there is such a thing as feelings, and if two people get along for a long time, they will naturally have it." When Pomegranate said this, she did not look at her.

Ding Guoguo just smiled and didn't answer. What she meant, she understood. It's just that she really doesn't have any special feelings for Situ Xuan.

She got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and a faint cold plum fragrance rushed to her face.

The plum tree in the yard stood proudly in the heavy snow, and its flowers were blooming.

Situ Xuan is like this plum blossom, arrogant and independent. Such a person, although very attractive, is difficult to get into the depths of his heart.

Time passed day by day, and when Ding Guoguo's body gradually improved, the New Year arrived.

Every year on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve in Snow Country, all the people of the Snow Tribes gather together to build a huge bonfire and sing and dance to welcome the arrival of the new year.

This year, because of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the heavy snow has not stopped, and the bonfire dinner cannot be held as scheduled.

The Snow Emperor Situ Xuan ordered people to put a low table in the main hall, and only invited the major elders, generals, and families of the Snow Clan to the banquet together. The other Snow Tribesmen spent the Chinese New Year's Eve at home.

Because of the rare opportunity, the Snow Clan people were not depressed because of the absence of the bonfire dinner, and they all returned home happily.

Because Ding Guoguo was a distinguished guest and had a relationship with pomegranates, he was naturally invited to the banquet together.

When they arrived, all the people in the main hall were seated.

In the open space in the hall, there are Snow Clan beauties dancing.

"Purple Spirit!"

Dolma saw her at a glance, trotted to her side, took her arm, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few days, are you feeling better?" ”

Ding Guoguo smiled politely and said, "It's much better to drag you to think about it." ”

"Really?" Dolma giggled and said excitedly, "Then no matter what, you have to have a few more drinks with me today." ”

"Okay."

Dolma got her permission and pulled her straight to the table where she was sitting.

The Snow people are not only brave and good at fighting, but also because they were born in cold areas, they often use wine to resist the invasion of cold air, so they are also heroes in wine, and drinking is based on altars. The so-called big bowl of drinking, eating a lot of meat, this is it.

Ding Guoguo was poured a few bowls by Zhuomaqiang, and drank a bowl with everyone at the table, and within a moment, she felt a little dizzy, and the soles of her feet floated.

Obviously, Zhuoma came prepared today, and if he didn't get her drunk, he probably wouldn't let her go easily.

"No, I'll get drunk if I drink again."

Seeing that Dolma brought the wine jar again, he wanted to fill the sea bowl in front of her. Ding Guoguo hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, begging for mercy, "Good sister, you just go around me, I really can't do it." ”

"No! We said okay, if you don't get drunk today, you won't go home! Dolma opened her hand and poured a full bowl.

She only promised to have a few more drinks with her, but she didn't say that she wouldn't return if she wasn't drunk, Ding Guoguo looked at the wine bowl in front of her with a headache.

"Drink!" Zhuoma proudly picked up the wine bowl, collided with the wine bowl in front of her, raised her head, and drank it all in one go.

Ding Guoguo could only pick up the wine bowl and drink it all.

Let's not talk about the question of whether she is drunk or not, just pour it, and her belly will burst. The bowl in her hand, Ding Guoguo put it to her ear and whispered, "People have three urgency, I'll solve it first, and I'll drink with you when I come back." ”

When Dolma heard this, she laughed and urged her to go quickly.

Ding Guoguo stood up helplessly, left his seat, and walked out of the hall.

After the convenience, she did not return to the main hall, but walked from the side door to the side hall, stood next to the side hall door, and looked at the snowflakes that were still falling.

It's been nine years in the blink of an eye, and time flies so fast. She couldn't even remember what she had done all these years. It seems that nothing else has been done except practicing medicine.

She sighed, reached out and picked up a snowflake, watching it slowly melt into droplets in her palm.

"Daddy, what are you doing to bring people here?"

Ding Guoguo was distracted, and when she heard the voice, she instinctively flashed out of the door.

"It's not that you don't know, Miss Ding's health is not yet well, and you are still dragging her to pour wine. I'll be really drunk for a while, won't the king blame you! Gyatso scolded angrily.

"Daddy, you know my thoughts, why don't you help me!" Dolma shouted aggrievedly with a crying voice.

"Why doesn't Daddy help you, it's because you're not really angry! If you are half as good as your sister, I will have that old face to tell the king! Look at your whole body, in addition to being delicate and domineering, what is worthy of being liked by others! You give me enough to do it yourself! Hum! ”

After Gyatso finished scolding, he walked away, leaving Dolma alone.