The night is deep, and the people are not quiet.

A man and a woman sat in a carriage galloping on the snowy fields.

The man was wearing armor and sitting upright, while the woman was wearing a brocade dress and lying on a pillow. On the small table separating the two, a candle lamp was flickering on and off, reflecting the whiteness on the woman's chest, but the man turned a blind eye to this springy scene, but looked at a brocade box on the table in a daze.

The brocade box has been opened, and there are only two unknown grass roots inside.

If he was still the same student 20 years ago, and she was still the girl surnamed Huang Xiaochai, perhaps, there would be a "life and death" between the grassroots and the grassroots......

There may always be lovers in the world who can eventually get married, but it doesn't apply between him and her.

The man has no father and no mother, and he has been the captive child of the powerful since he was a child, if he follows the steps, not to mention the seat of the palace, the parents of the people can always do it, but he said to her back then: Boy, be a big husband, be your husband......

The woman knows her mother but doesn't know her father, and she has been the caged bird since she was a child, but she has no father since ancient times, and finally became a relative of the near power, but she can't help herself......

The two children who met under the high wall and red tiles back then, now the man has no name, the code name is Jialiu, and the woman also follows her father's surname, the surname is Feitong, but there is also a title that is called the most by others - Mrs. Huangfu.

......

Jia Liu picked up one of the grass roots, quickly put it down, and after closing the brocade box, he turned his head to look at Mu Feitong, who was sleeping on the side, and said: "Mrs. Huangfu, at dawn, you are about to approach the snow circle, do you want to remind those in the back." ”

Seeing Jia Liu's stinky face when he spoke, Mu Feitong couldn't help but feel a little sad, and said mournfully: "Brother Tian, why do you and I have to be so separated. ”

Jialiu disagreed: "Mrs. Huangfu, you are the master." “

Seeing that Jialiu was unrelenting, Mu Feitong said angrily: "Xu Tian, that's enough!"

Jialiu knew that she was really angry, and said with a haha: "Just kidding." “

"It's not funny at all. Mu Feitong replied timidly, then half sat up, squirmed, leaned towards Jialiu little by little, and when the distance was right, he collapsed and rested his head on Jialiu's leg.

This reliance reminded Jia Liu of when he was fifteen years old, the two of them bathed in the wind of the sun, chatting about ideals and the future, but now things are wrong, but he is still the same as back then, his face is red, and his body is tense.

Mu Feitong has a lot to say, but he doesn't know where to start, he just thinks that this is very good, if he can live for a lifetime, then for a lifetime......

If such a scene of the little bird is seen by others, it will definitely subvert their perception of Mrs. Huangfu, that wedding night is the woman who killed her husband with her own hands, what can be described in addition to being ruthless, although the unlucky man has a father of the Five Seals Xuanshi, but she is from the imperial circle, except for the people in the world who can move her, if other people have that mind, it is no different from seeking death.

As the foundation of the Snow Country, the Imperial Circle is not only a coveted place in the world, but also one of the top forces in the Xuan World, Mu Feitong's misfortune also comes from this, from the moment she was born, she can only be a chess piece of the Imperial Circle, and her usefulness has been exerted to the extreme in that marriage, in order to be able to live, she can only continue to prove her worth.

But Mu Feitong has no talent, it is unlikely that she will become a mystic master in this life, and it is almost impossible to change her fate through cultivation, but fortunately, she has a shrewd mind, and within a few years of hard work, she has made a big career, the largest auction house and the most distinctive restaurant in the snow country are all from her handwriting, and the most important contribution is not from commercial achievements, the collection of intelligence is her most advantageous life-saving weight, through the existing foundation, collect different information, like a big net, densely spread in all corners of the snow country。

Mu Feitong's career was soon coveted by others, and the biggest enemy was not someone else, but a few relatives of the same sect, but there was a huge difference between her and them, she was helpless, and it was impossible to ask for help from the unlucky man's father, just when the efforts of the past few years were about to be in vain, the man who shouted that he wanted to be his husband appeared in Mu Feitong's life again, but at this time he was no longer the Xu Tian who only read the sage books in the new year, but the most famous madman in the imperial circle.

No one knows how Jia Liu became a Xuanshi of the Six Seals in just a few years, but every secret room in the imperial circle has his footprints.

People in the imperial circle said that Jia Liu would not live long, just like the Xuan Yin he opened was the wind, and it would eventually disappear in a few decades, but since he became Mu Xiaochai's dead soldier, they understood a little that that might be what Jia Liu wanted.

Today's Mu Feitong has completely gained a firm foothold, but there are still times when he can't help himself, just like this trip, he didn't just come out to relax, but received instructions from above to protect a person with a special identity.

......

Jia Liu looked at Mu Feitong with a warm face, but he felt uncomfortable, especially the delicate jade hand, which slipped down at some point and hit the armor on his abdomen, this kind of taste made him even more uncomfortable than the injury he suffered when he bravely entered the secret room of the imperial circle.

I don't know when there was a little light outside the car window, but in a flash, Jia Liu noticed this change, and softly called out Mu Feitong's previous name: "Little hairpin, wake up..."

"Hmm... Hmm..."Mu Feitong's willow-like eyebrows moved with this call, and he quickly woke up, and when he saw Jia Liu beside him, he couldn't help but take a breath of air, and gently patted his chest, and in a blink of an eye, he thought of what he did just now, his face was crimson for no reason, and he said with a pretty face as if he was naughty: "Ah, I accidentally fell asleep just now, Brother Tian, did you be dishonest just now, to be honest!"

When Mu Feitong woke up, Jia Liu's head was turned sideways, as if looking out the window, but in fact, it was to hide the embarrassment on his face, and in order to avoid the topic just now, he said directly: "Xiao Hai, we have entered the snow circle, do you want to stop and wait for the carriage behind." ”

"Oh, is it so fast?" Mu Feitong said with some regret, then pulled Jia Liu's arm and said, "Brother Tian, the person in the back is from the inner circle, we can't afford to be offended, let's wait." While there's still a little time, we'll ......."

Mu Feitong took the brocade box, and just opened it, but found that it was empty next to him...

A breeze blew the corner of the curtain, and when it was closed, Jialiu had already come to the outside of the car, although it was only a curtain away, but the world was different.

In the car, the light yarn dots around the jade fingers, and the red sleeves add fragrance.

Outside the car, the howling wind swept the lonely snow, covering the sky and the sun.