Chunju's face turned pale, her body trembled, and a moan came out of her throat.

"Miss!

Zhuang Meiyan frowned slightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Where did the ghosts come from after the rooster crows, don't talk nonsense." ”

Chunju trembled and retreated to her side, and whispered: "Miss, slave, slave maid just saw a black shadow flash through the crack in the door, as if lying at our door." ”

When Chunju said this, Zhuang Meiyan also felt uncomfortable, and even the vicious cold wind blowing in through the crack in the door became eerie and infiltrated. Zhuang Meiyan still pretended to be brave and came to the door.

Looking out through the gap in the wooden door, the sky outside is slightly bright, and the courtyard is calm as usual, and there is nothing special about it.

Zhuang Meiyan relaxed slightly, in order to comfort Chunju, she pretended to open the latch easily, opened the door panel, turned back to Chunju with a smile and said, "Look, there's nothing!"

Unexpectedly, Chunju was trembling even more like a ghost, pulling her shirt and pulling it back desperately, Chunju was so nervous that she couldn't even speak, but just signaled down with her eyes.

Zhuang Meiyan followed her gaze, and Deng Shi was also startled.

A gray-white shadow appeared on the side of the door frame, and the shadow slowly moved into the door, and finally fell on the threshold with a dull dull sound.

Zhuang Meiyan and Chunju took a step back in unison, but Zhuang Meiyan was bold, holding her breath and looking carefully.

The shadow lying on the ground turned out to be a person. Zhuang Meiyan brushed aside the messy hair that covered the man's face, and a rather familiar and delicate face appeared in front of them.

"Little Bai Xianggong--" Chunju knew that she was speechless, and quickly covered her mouth.

Zhuang Meiyan didn't mind, she was just secretly surprised, how could he be here?

Shouldn't he stay in Qiyang Town? When she was leaving, she asked Jiang Yutang to take care of him on his behalf, how did he find her door in the middle of the night. It seemed that he had been frozen all night, his whole body was a little stiff, his face was pale, and his snort was extremely weak, as if he could stop breathing anytime and anywhere.

"Let's save people first. ”

Although Chunju was not very reluctant, she saw that the young lady had already helped the beggar into the house, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

It took a lot of effort for the two of them to get him to the rattan chair by the brazier, Zhuang Meiyan told Chunju to boil hot water, and he added new charcoal to the brazier to make the fire prosperous.

When he took off his clothes, Zhuang Meiyan found that he had injuries on his body, and it was a knife wound, a knife in his back was relatively deep, and the wound had formed a layer of purple blood scabs, I don't know if he was injured by those two big men during the day, or if he experienced something terrible after he left.

As the temperature in the room rose, the young beggar's complexion gradually eased, and his lips were still pale, but fortunately the wounds were not too deep. Zhuang Meiyan dipped in hot wine to help him clean up the wound, the wine-soaked wound was extremely painful, the handsome face twitched slightly, his brows were knotted, but his body stood still.

Zhuang Meiyan secretly rejoiced, fortunately he was in a coma, otherwise she and Chunju would really not be able to help him deal with it.

When turning the young man's body, a piece of jade pendant slipped out of his collar, with a peculiar shape, like a cat's pupil, with slight pointpoints at both ends, and a round middle bulge, and the most peculiar thing was that the color of this jade was as bright red as blood. The charm occasionally sees blood jade, but it is just a little red silk doped in the middle, and there is no such pure color, so I can't help but be secretly surprised.

Zhuang Meiyan and the others finally helped him to deal with the wound, and wiped his body and limbs with hot water, and the young beggar who had warmed up finally felt a little rejuvenated, he lay on the rattan chair, fell asleep, and snored slightly.

Zhuang Meiyan saw that he was fine, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the sky was already white, and smoke rose above the village, and Meiyan sent Chunju to Aunt Li's house to ask for some knife wound medicine, because most of the people in the village make a living from hunting, so knife wound medicine is always available.

Chunju glanced at the young man, frowned, pulled Zhuang Meiyan's sleeves, and whispered: "Miss, you said that it's not good for us to leave such a man of unknown origin in the house, who knows who he is, and he has followed him again and again, in case there is any evil thought." Taking a step back, even if it's a poor person, it's not appropriate to live with us. ”

Zhuang Meiyan also knew that this was not suitable, thought about it and said: "That's also a life, so we can't leave him outside, it's cold and snowy, he is injured again, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." If you want to drive him away, you have to wait until he is healed. ”

Chunju has always listened to the young lady's words the most, although she felt that it was inappropriate, she finally went to ask for knife medicine, and came back to clean up the outer wing room for the young man to live temporarily.

Winter is short, and time flies.

On the day of the winter solstice, there was a heavy snowfall, which was overwhelming. Zhuang Meiyan grew up in the capital, which is southern, with a mild climate, warm winters and cool summers, and it rarely snows really hard in winter, so she feels particularly surprised.

When it snowed, the whole family stayed by the brazier to keep warm, Zhuang Meiyan and Chunju lay on the window crack and looked at the world of white flowers outside, and the snowflakes were like sprinkled faces, sifting down layer by layer. It was easy to stay up until the snow stopped, Zhuang Meiyan couldn't wait to rush into the snow, the thick snow didn't reach the instep, she ran in the yard playfully like a child, and stepped on a line of irregular footprints on the picture as clean as white paper.

She raised her eyes and looked at the distant mountains covered in silver, the trees were powdered, and it was a clear world.

Zhuang Meiyan coveted the beautiful scenery, walking farther and farther in the forest alone, the forest was quiet, the sun had risen high, shining on the snow through the gap between the trees, giving the snow a layer of shiny luster, occasionally the snow on the trees loosened, slid down to the ground, breaking the silence of the woods.

In the snow, a babbling stream twisted and swirled, still flowing quietly in the mountains and forests, not completely frozen, and a trace of heat came out of the water. Zhuang Meiyan couldn't help but squat down and put her hand into the stream, gently stirring.

"Boom!"

With a soft sound, Zhuang Meiyan raised his head slightly, but saw a cold and sharp sword blade like an ice blade pointing in front of his eyes, chilling to the bone.

Zhuang Meiyan was frightened, and slowly got up, and the sword blade slowly rotated with her movements.

"Don't be rude!

Zhuang Meiyan raised his head, and the man stood in the sun, with his back to her, facing east, his hands casually behind his back, his long hair hanging lightly, and his shoulders were draped in a snow-white sable fur that blended seamlessly with the surrounding snow. Although the man did not turn back, listening to his voice, there was an irresistible majesty.

With his reprimand, the man in green clothes who had been standing in front of her and pointing his sword at her immediately stepped aside respectfully and stood up.

This person's popularity is extraordinary, and Zhuang Meiyan unconsciously took a few more looks. Although the man didn't look back, he seemed to have eyes behind him and sensed Zhuang Meiyan's gaze, and slowly turned his head.

Zhuang Meiyan's heart was shocked, that person turned out to be the man who played the flute by the stream at the door that day, that handsome face with incomparable beauty, she would never forget it for the rest of her life.

"It's you again!" he said, "Don't move!"