November is already early winter, and Dingcheng ushered in the first heavy snow of the year.

Ding Guoguo leaned against the door and looked at the yard that had accumulated a thick layer of snow. Another month has passed, and Ding Ning still hasn't heard any news. She kept comforting herself, after all, Yueguo was far away from Tianxiang, and four months back and forth was not enough. Even if there is news, it will take more than a month to expedite 800 miles!

"How can you stand outside on such a cold day?"

She was stunned, Nangong Li came, he took her hand and took her into the house.

She had the warm jade body protection given by Situ Xuan, and she didn't feel cold at all, but she wasn't ready to say it.

"You've already seen half of it?" Nangong Li looked at the account books stacked on the desk, picked up a book and flipped through it.

Ding Guoguo sat down on the chair in front of the table and waited for him to finish reading.

"Yes, it's even better than what the bookkeeping does." Nangong Li only glanced at it a few times, then put down the account book, walked behind her, crossed the chair and hugged her in his arms, and whispered softly in her ear, "Guoguo, let me hold it for a while." “

His words were as soft as bewitchment, and Ding Guoguo's heart trembled, his back stiffened, and he didn't move.

Nangong Li felt her stiffness, but hugged her tighter, and he chuckled, "Do you want to go see the snow?" ”

His breath sprayed in her ears, and Ding Guoguo moved a little impatiently, "Okay." "Whatever you look, as long as you're not alone in a room with him!

Nangong Li smiled lightly, let go of her, took her hand, and led her to the door.

Taking the opportunity of Qingzhu to put on her cloak, Ding Guoguo withdrew her hand. She clenched her hands into fists and hid them in her cloak. She had to admit that every time Nangong Li's close approach made her heart beat faster.

Everywhere it was silvery white, and the snow was still falling from the sky. At this time, this scene reminded Ding Guoguo of the Snow Country, the Oriental Huoyan, and the Golden Retriever.

When she left the golden retriever to Dongfang Huoyan, it was not that she was not sad, but she wanted it as a compensation. So when Dongfang Huoyan asked her for a golden retriever, she readily agreed. What's more, Dongfang Huoyan can give the golden retriever a stable home, but she can't.

She wanders around, she is a homeless person.

"Beware!"

Ding Guoguo walked absentmindedly, and as soon as he was careless, he tripped over the hem of his clothes, and fell on his stomach and fell to the snow.

"What do you think? Always so unrelenting? Nangong Li grabbed her and helped her stand up, but she didn't let go of her hand.

"Didn't think about anything." Ding Guoguo couldn't break free, so it was up to him. She found that she was always prone to compromise in front of him.

Nangong Li smiled slightly.

"Lord Wang."

"Yes."

At this time, they had already entered Nangong Li's study, and Fushun followed up, took off his cloak for him, and hung it up.

Ding Guoguo untied the cloak by himself and handed it to Fushun.

There was a stove in the house, and it was warm.

Ding Guoguo found a place to sit down and held the tea bowl sent by Fushun.

Nangong Li sat down at the desk, picked up the letterhead on the table and opened it to look at it.

"Haven't you heard from Ning'er yet?" Ding Guoguo glanced at the letterhead in his hand and asked.

"Nope." Nangong Li looked up at her, and seeing her disappointed face, he comforted, "It's freezing now, and the news doesn't come and go as quickly as usual." However, in another month, it will be almost time to have news. “

"Yes." Ding Guoguo stared at the tea bowl in his hand. There is a jasmine flower floating on top of the pale cyan tea soup, and all the petals are stretched, which is very beautiful.

The room was quiet, except for the occasional sound of Nangong Li turning the pages.

Ding Guoguo drank a bowl of tea, and he felt a little drowsy. She knew that it was the incense lit in the room, which had the effect of calming the mind. She turned her head to look at Nangong Li, and saw that he was engrossed in the pages of the book, and did not pay attention to her. She propped her chin in one hand, closed her eyes, and slept peacefully.

When she woke up, she was already on the soft couch, and Nangong Li was sleeping next to her sideways.

I don't know what kind of sweet dreams he was having, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned when he fell asleep. With long curly eyelashes and rosy lips, he was as handsome as ever.

Ding Guoguo couldn't bear to wake him up at this time, she lifted the quilt lightly and got off the soft couch. Putting on his cotton boots, Energizer lowered his footsteps and walked to the door, opened the door and walked out.

"Ding..."

Fushun, who was guarding outside the door, saw her come out, and opened his mouth to say hello.

Ding Guoguo hurriedly silenced him.

It's already dark, and the snowflakes are still falling, but they're much smaller, and they should stop soon.

Ding Guoguo enjoyed the snow scene while walking.

As she passed by the front yard, she couldn't help but glance at the begonia tree.

Some ripe fruit could not bear the weight of the snow and fell on the snow. She picked one up and took a bite, it was really good, extra crisp and sweet and sour. She smiled, picked up a few more, grabbed them in her hand, and returned to the side courtyard where she lived.

At dinner, Qingzhu brought a plate of begonia fruits, saying that Nangong Li had sent them.

Ding Guoguo looked at it and didn't say anything.

After dinner, she continued to count the books until late at night.

"I heard that the Nine Princes died violently last night and died in Qingfeng Pavilion, but I don't know if it's true or not."

"Of course it's true, otherwise our prince would have been summoned to the palace early in the morning?"

"Are you two going to die? Dare to chew the root of your tongue here! “

"Qingzhu girl...

As soon as Ding Guoguo woke up, she heard two little girls standing under her window gossiping. She wanted to listen carefully, but let Qingzhu stop drinking.

She heard someone push open the door and come in.

She hurriedly rolled over and faced the bed, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Doctor Ding, it's noon, it's time to get up."

Qingzhu hung up the curtain and gently pushed her.

"Yes." Ding Guoguo snorted slightly, opened his eyes, and sat up with a yawn. The Nine Princes, who are merry by nature, are good vassal and elegant, and often linger in the land of fireworks. Although the emperor didn't like him very much, his mother was a noble concubine, and he had a first-class prime minister's grandfather, and he had a good relationship with the prince.

Nangong Li, after all, Annai can't stop it, has he started to act?

So, what kind of purpose did he have by his side?

Ding Guoguo spread out the account book in front of her, but she hadn't turned a page in the morning. Maybe she should take advantage of his absence and get out of here. But where is she going? Ding Ning hasn't heard any news yet, if he really came back when she left Dingcheng, and they missed it again, what should I do? What's more, she has no money on her, and now it's winter, and she can't go far at all. Go back to the hospital? She didn't want to be alone staring at the wall. She hated the feeling of being alone!