In the Gu family's house, Haitang hurriedly walked on the verandah with a food box. The north wind carried the snowflakes on her body, bringing a biting chill to her body.

Fortunately, it was not far from the kitchen to Ling Miao's yard, and Hibiscus saw her coming back from the Mingwa in the middle of the window paper, and hurriedly went out and opened the curtain first.

As soon as she entered the house, Begonia felt a sense of warmth rushing towards her. She handed the food box in her hand to Mu Hibiscus, sighed her hand, and then spoke: "This God, it's so cold!" ”

He poked his head out, "Where's Miss?" ”

Hibiscus raised her chin and signaled that Ling Miao was inside. Begonia nodded, took the meal out of the food box with Hibiscus, and then walked into the room.

When the thick brocade curtain was raised, I saw Ling Miao wearing only a homely cotton dress, standing quietly in front of the window and looking out. And the windows have been pushed open.

"Oops, Miss!" Haitang was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward in three steps and two steps to close the window, muttering, "What are you doing on this cold day!" ”

As he spoke, he deliberately looked out as well.

The snow had fallen half a foot thick, and it was white outside, and only snow flakes were flying between the heavens and the earth, and the gray sky was as if someone had torn cotton wool, confused, so that people could not see everything clearly.

There is an old plum tree in front of the window, the flowers are blooming in the cold at this time, the red flowers are lined with the snow all over the courtyard, but it is extraordinarily spiritual, and there is a cold and distant fragrance that penetrates into the house finely, but it is really good.

There's nothing to see in this scene!

Haitang sneered, closed the window, and hurriedly went to open the cabinet to find a new brocade cloak for Ling Miao to wrap around, pouting and complaining: "My hands are cold, I turned around and contracted the wind cold, and I don't like to take medicine, so Mrs. and we are worried!" ”

"It's only been standing for a while, but it's provoked you to talk so much."

Begonia was born delicate, Ling Miao saw that she was a little more beautiful when she was lightly angry, and her gloomy mood was finally better, so she smiled and said, "Okay, Old Mama Begonia!" ”

"Miss, you're making fun of me again!" Haitang stomped her feet and took Ling Miao's hand, "Come out and eat!" ”

Ling Miao didn't have any appetite, and she didn't want to worry the two girls, so she followed out and put it down after only a few bites.

The begonia hibiscus looked at each other, and it was not clear why.

When I woke up in the morning, the young lady was a little depressed. What's going on?

Ling Miao ignored the doubts of the two girls, returned to the house, took out a big red fox fur cloak and put it on, "I'll go for a walk outside, don't you all come along." ”

With that, he went out of the house.

The snow outside was getting heavier, and the wind was lighter.

She did not go any further, but went out of the small door along the verandah, and came into the garden.

Although there are only three entrances to this house, there is also a small back garden, and there is also a rockery lotus pond in it, but it is not big, small and exquisite. There are also many flowers and plants in the garden, which are even more beautiful in spring and summer. At this time, there are only a few plum trees that are sparsely falling, some of which are blooming, and some of which are still slanting with no flowers.

Ling Miao didn't come to enjoy the flowers. She walked slowly through the snow, leaving a clear trail of footprints.

She had already heard about the Li family being copied.

Several generations of prestigious families, the concubines who favored the harem, and the princes who were born noble, but they all disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And more than a year ago, it was her family that also perished.

For the Li family and Concubine Li, she didn't have half sympathy. For Xiao Qian, she hated to eat his flesh even more.

However, when she heard the news, her heart was still heavy.

Anyone, any family, seems to be like an ant in front of the imperial power. A moment ago, he was still a famous family, but in the blink of an eye, he was a prisoner under the stairs.

Especially those innocent women.

They may all be trapped in the inner house all their lives, but after the collapse of the family, the biggest damage is often what they endure.

Didn't join the Faculty Division...... Ling Miao couldn't imagine what the fate of the Li family's female dependents would be.

Should she be grateful to Xiao Qian, who killed her in the first place, instead of sending her to such a filthy place?

She stood under a plum tree, looked up, and saw the red plum blossoms on the branches. There was a branch that slanted out from the side, and the flower was lower than the others. I couldn't help but reach out and gently press down the flower branch, and the snow on the branch fell in a row, hitting her face, cold to the bone.

Ling Miao leaned over and sniffed the red plum, feeling cold and fragrant. Suddenly, he remembered the natural body fragrance on Xiao Li's body, and couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly, his waist tightened, and the person had fallen into a solid embrace.

"What are you thinking?"

Xiao Li's deep and clear voice came to his ears.

He just came over, and heard the maid say that she came to the garden by herself, and the girl from Haitang secretly told him that Ling Miao didn't seem to be in a good mood, and Xiao Li knew that it was because of the Li family and the matter of Li Guifei's mother and son.

When I looked for it, I saw Ling Miao standing alone in the snow, watching from a distance, and it was so lonely that it was distressing.

"Why are you here?" Ling Miao raised her head. From her point of view, she could see Xiao Li's resolute chin.

Xiao Li's hands tightened, wrapping her slender body in his big box, "Come and see you, and tell you to rest assured." ”

As I said before, Xiao Qian would leave it to Ling Miao to deal with. Before that, naturally Xiao Qian would not be allowed to die easily. Not even if it's an emperor.

Ling Miao sighed softly, "I didn't expect this day to come so quickly. ”

"Whatever you want, I will do it for you, and I won't keep you waiting."

The so-called love words in the world are probably the most intimate that Xiao Li said.

Ling Miao turned around and came face to face with him, the bright smile on the corner of her mouth was as dazzling as the warm sun of June in this ice and snow.

Her appearance was already bright and beautiful, and this smile made Xiao Li's eyes darken.

He reached out and picked up her face, leaned down slowly, and imprinted a kiss on her cold lips......

But it was said that the Marquis of Wuding was in the house.

Old Han was paralyzed in bed, and now his health is getting worse and worse, not only can he not move, but he can't even say a word. If it weren't for the fact that those dim eyes could turn, it would be no different from a private person.

The third master, Ling Po, is now jumping up and down trying to find a better position for himself, and he is often not at home. The third wife resented that the old Han family was partial to Han Lizhuo, so she naturally didn't want to come forward, and she just took her daughter over to order it every day.

On the contrary, it is Ling Song, who asks for peace every day, and does not fall every time. Even, contrary to the previous ten fingers that did not touch the spring water, he personally fed the medicine for the old Han family. When the invited doctor saw it, he couldn't help but be greatly moved by the filial piety of the Marquis of Wuding. This also made Ling Song's reputation in the capital better-anyway, in this year, filial people are always more respected.

On this day, under the frightened and angry eyes of the old Han family, Ling Song poured a bowl of black medicinal juice into her mouth, watched her swallow it, and then put down the medicine bowl and instructed the maid and maid to serve her well.

The maids around the old Han family have long been replaced, and they are all Ling Song's people.

He walked out of the daylily hall and wanted to go back to his study, but he didn't want to run into Ling Su just by happening.

Since Gu Shihe left, Ling Su rarely met with Ling Song. Between father and son, except for that layer of blood relationship, it is almost strange.

Ling Song remembered something and stopped Ling Su, "You come with me to the study, I have something to say." ”

After all, they are still father and son, and Ling Su no longer wants to see Ling Song, so he can only follow him.

What Ling Song said was Ling Su's family matter.

"You are also about to weaken the crown this year, and the family affairs cannot be delayed any longer. married a relative, and there is someone in the house to run it. I've already taken a fancy to one, and you know it. The eldest lady of the Duke of Chu, who has no people and goods, is a match for you. ”

Chu Xuanhua?

Ling Su only thought it was funny.

"Match? Dad wasn't joking, was he? Ling Su said lightly, "The Chu family is the state mansion, marrying a daughter and marrying a high, where does the word "matching" come from?" ”

Ling Song waved his hand and said impatiently, "What do you know?" No matter how high the Chu family is, Chu Xuanhua was also retired once, and her reputation has long been ruined, which noble family would ask to marry a woman who has been withdrawn? You don't have to pay attention to this matter, I'll take care of it. ”

Ling Su sneered, "I won't marry Chu Xuanhua." I don't have to worry about my father's affairs. If the father is worried that there is no mistress in the Hou Mansion, he might as well marry another lady himself. ”

"You!" Ling Song was furious, raised his hand and was about to hit Ling Su in the face!

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