"Miss, don't look at it, it's not early. The maid counted the time and sighed silently in her heart. Miss looks like this, her heart is not comfortable. After serving Miss for so many years, Miss has become the closest person in the world.

Ning Yi nodded lightly and said, "Let's go." ”

The maid put the fox fur in her hand on the young lady, followed behind Ning Yi, and walked towards the city.

"Isn't this the eldest lady of the Ning family?" suddenly came a joking voice in the distance.

The maid raised her eyebrows, looked at her coldly, and her pretty face immediately became a little colder than the wind and snow, and she sneered: "Who is the second son, why don't you go to the West Gate to sweep the snow today? Didn't the grandfather punish you for sweeping the snow for three years?"

"Hmph, I'll talk to your eldest lady, is it your turn to interject?" The person who came looked as pale as jade, wearing a white dress, the cuffs and collar were embroidered with plain dragon patterns, the waist was tied with a jade belt, and the feet were wearing black gold thread boots.

The people of the nine families in the Central Domain rarely look unpleasant, but there are many that are unpleasant.

Ning Yi just paused slightly, did not turn his head, and said, "Second son, this is always the Ning family. This Ning family is my Ning family, not your branch's Ning family. ”

After speaking, Ning Yi walked towards the city, and the maid inadvertently glanced at the second son coldly and caught up with her own young lady.

The second son, Ning Yuan, sneered: "Your Ning family? You are no longer a member of the Ning family, what kind of Ning family are you? But anyone who has no talent in cultivation is considered a Ning family? It is just a tool used to marry, and you are no exception! Even if your father is the head of the family, can he violate the clan rules? Whose Ning family is it when I see it!"

The wind sent all Ning Yuan's words to his ears, but Ning Yi didn't care, and walked every step smoothly.

Stepping into his room, a group of maids immediately greeted him, one was responsible for taking off Ning Yi's fox fur and putting it away, one was responsible for changing Ning Yi's boots, two of them untied her long coat and put on a comfortable and loose goose yellow skirt, and one served hot tea that had just been brewed, adding a little osmanthus honey to it......

After a few steps through the front room, Ning Yi had already changed into new clothes and sat down in front of the window a little tired.

"Miss, the head of the house has called you to go. A maid whispered.

Ning Yi closed his eyes and called softly, "Yu'er." ”

The personal maid belonging to Ning Yi immediately stepped forward and held the cold hand of the young lady.

"Father called me, help me to go. Ning Yi, who had just sat down, couldn't help but stand up again.

"Yes, miss. Yu'er held the young lady's hand, trying to warm it up.

The Ning family's compound occupied more than half of the Wind and Snow City, and it was not easy to pass through at least eighteen gates from Ning Yi to his father.

After half an hour, Ning Yi pushed open the hollow eight-view snow sandalwood door.

The dark blue mopping robe outlined a picture of the country with an inner line, five thousand mantras embroidered on it with gold thread, a wooden hairpin tied up his long hair, and the middle-aged man with heroic hair turned around, put down the ancient scroll in his hand, glanced at Ning Yi, and said slowly: "Tomorrow, you can choose any one according to your wishes." ”

Ning Yi stood quietly, his eyes did not gather or disperse, as if he was the person in the painting, and did not answer.

The middle-aged man is the head of the Ning family, and he has been in a high position for a long time, and there is a kind of majesty invisibly, even if it is just a slight frown, it makes people feel that they are about to bleed for thousands of miles.

Ning Xiaoshan is the name of the head of the Ning family, he looked at his only daughter, there was a sharp edge hidden in his eyes, and his face, which did not show any aging color, did not show any emotion, and said lightly: "Go to the ancestral hall to see your mother." ”

Going to the ancestral hall to meet his mother is undoubtedly saying that Ning Yi will not have many opportunities in the future, and this may be the last chance.

Ning Yi carefully wrote down these words and said "um" very softly.

The afternoon sun was very warm, especially after it passed through the snow, it was projected diagonally, through the window, and became wisps of it, separated between Ning Yi and Ning Xiaoshan.

Ning Xiaoshan was silent for a while, the edge in his eyes disappeared and became soft, and he said: "The rules of the Ning family cannot be changed, you are also a member of the Ning family." ”

Ning Xiaoshan understood his daughter's thoughts and the absurd things that happened in the Eastern Regions, and he didn't want to pursue it anymore, just as a child's nonsense.

If he takes away the child's beloved toy, he will naturally be distressed, and after a few days, he will have a new toy, and he will be fine.

It's just that Ning Xiaoshan seems to have forgotten that his daughter is no longer a child.

Ning Yi suddenly smiled and looked up at his father.

Ning Xiaoshan looked at his daughter's rare smile, his eyes did not change, and said, "You have grown up." ”

Growing up does not mean that you have the right to choose freely, but it means that you have to take responsibility alone.

Ning Yi kept a smile and asked softly, "Father, when I was very young, my mother used to count how many snows there were in the yard, and until my mother died of illness, she was counting the snow in the yard. I didn't understand why my mother had to count the snow in the yard because she couldn't count it. ”

Ning Xiaoshan raised his head and looked out the window, looking at the remnants of snow in the corner, and fell silent for a while.

Occasionally, the wind blew away the dull heating in the house.

Ning Yi saluted his father and exited the house.

For a big family to stand, it must require countless people who are willing to act as cornerstones. It is these people who can ensure that the rest of the family can enjoy the best conditions in the world.

No one can choose their fate, all they can do is change their fate. However, how many people will be able to change in the end?

Ning Yi has no talent for cultivation, her qualifications are mediocre in any aspect, and the only thing of value is her identity. Such an identity has already doomed her fate, and she is weak and cannot change it no matter what.

Yu'er gently followed behind the young lady, entered the ancestral hall of the Ning family together, and guarded the door for the young lady.

There are so many tablets that it's hard to find someone out of them. After countless generations, there are so many people in the Ning family, and the wives of the head of the family are just a generation, it is really impossible to open up a room alone to worship, and can only be stacked together with other female relatives. After many years, it will definitely be buried, and no one will know it again.

Ning Yi put on the incense and knelt in front of the tablet, as if his mother was really listening in front of him.

"Mother, Ning Yi now understands why you counted the snow before, and now Ning Yi also counts the snow in the yard every day. There were so few plum blossoms on that plum tree that they disappeared after counting, and a day never passed. ”

"After counting the snow in this corner, he'll probably come. As long as he counts half the snow in the yard, he will definitely come. After counting the snow in the yard, he will appear in front of him......"

"At that time, you probably set the same goal as me every day, so that the day would be better. I kept waiting, waiting, waiting, but I still didn't wait for him to come. ”

"Mother, you love your father, but does your father love you? probably, or else he wouldn't be worth your wait, counting the snowflakes and waiting, for a long, long time. ”

"But—Mother, Ning Yi...... Like you, you may not be able to wait. ”

As soon as Ning closed his eyes, two lines of tears flowed.

"Ning Yi can't wait, can't wait......"

Shaking his head slightly, Ning Yi was silent here for a long time, then wiped the tears on his face, showed a smile, and said, "Mother, do you think Ning Yi looks good? If you wear a wedding dress, will it look better? Probably better than usual." ”

The ancestral hall only echoed, and did not answer.

The deceased mother could not touch her daughter's shoulder, nor could she take her into her arms, or even teach.

The incense has burned to the end, and only the ethereal smoke remains, blurring one's vision.

Ning Yi smiled lightly and walked out of the ancestral hall.

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The wind blew the snow on the city walls, drifted into the city of wind and snow, and fell into countless courtyards.

Ning Yi sat in front of the window, looking at the snow falling all over the sky, and counted carefully in her heart, but it soon became chaotic, so she could only come again.

The snow is falling, and it is impossible to count it.

Time passed quietly in the snow like this.

"Miss, you need to change your clothes. Yu'er reminded softly on the side that she had been standing for a day, hoping that the young lady would rest for a while, and her heart was distressed.

Ning Yi was stunned and asked, "How long has it been?"

Yu'er replied with a little reluctance: "Miss, it's been a day. Today is the day you choose those eight young masters. ”

Ning Yi nodded a little numbly and said, "Then let's change clothes." ”

Yu'er beckoned, and immediately sixteen maids rushed in and began to fiddle with Ning Yi.

The person in front of him was spinning like a marquee, Ning Yi didn't notice the changes in the surrounding scene, he didn't know how he got into the bath, how he put on a cumbersome red makeup, and put on the phoenix crown with countless meanings.

The bronze mirror reflected a soft light, and Ning Yi looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.

"Miss, you look good today!" Yu'er couldn't help but praise on the side, hoping that Miss could be a little happier today.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains with daisies, and the eyes are like autumn water waves.

Ning Yi looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly he didn't recognize it.

Beauty is beautiful, but is this oneself?

Suddenly, Ning smiled.

Yu'er asked, "What is Miss laughing at?" Yes, whoever sees Miss will laugh. ”

Ning Yi asked in his heart, "If you see it, will you think I'm good-looking?"

Yu'er reminded softly, "Miss, it's time for you to appear." ”

The smile on Ning's face faded, and with Yu'er's support, countless people picked up the bright red tail and walked out of the small courtyard.

As he was leaving, Ning Yi looked back, and after all, he couldn't count how many snows had fallen here.