Forget it, let's slip away first, and go back and find a chance to talk privately.

When Su Anan came out, he looked as always, as if he was just looking for Liang Mingyu to catch up with the past, and he didn't let people see anything wrong.

Only when she got to the carriage did her straight back suddenly collapse, and she leaned on the cushions, feeling weak all over, and the tiredness of the sky drowned her.

Her whole person lost her brilliance, just like the sky outside, completely darkened, and the road ahead was confused.

Cui Yan was in a bit of a mood at this time, thinking that the young lady was sleepy again, so she carefully helped her cover her cloak, and subconsciously lifted the curtain to look behind to see how far she had gone.

Just as the phantom was behind, the two looked at each other for a moment.

It's okay not to have the misunderstanding before, Cui Yan looked at it generously, and now, she immediately put down the curtain, as if she was a thief.

The little attendant caught up with the phantom in two or two, and grunted, as if to say, look, I'm not wrong, right?

The phantom glanced at him, but it was rare to compliment, "Okay, boy, I don't see that I understand a lot."

The little attendant was slightly proud, "It's not that I know too much, it's that the leader is too dull." ”

"Hey," said the phantom whipped, saying he was sluggish, looking for a beating.

The little follower was not afraid, the head was still very good, he leaned over, and whispered: "Miss Cuiyan is very good, there are many little girls who like her in the house, although I don't know why my eyes are not good, I suddenly like your rough style, but the boss, if you want to deal with people, you have to use snacks." ”

The phantom pushed his back molars, and wanted to say if you could talk, and he said that rough was humbling, but he was quite particular, and the really rough ones were all these cubs.

He didn't bother to defend himself and drove the man back to his place.

When Su Anan returned to the mansion, it was already the end of the day.

Shen Juncheng hasn't come back yet, because he has been very busy recently, the new emperor has taken office, and he is adjusted everywhere, he is a confidant, and he often returns late.

She ate casually and went to see the moonset.

The moon set and the wind and cold were much better, and when I saw that my wife was coming, I hurriedly got out of bed and saluted.

She lifted the person up, cared for a few words, and suddenly asked, "By the way, where is the moonset and the frost full being sold, do you know?" ”

Yueluo's palm tightened, his eyes darkened, and he shook his head, saying that he didn't know.

Su Anan caught the sadness in Yueluo's eyes, no longer mentioned the frost, told her to have a good rest, and turned around to go out.

Snow is falling again, and the chill is spreading everywhere......

Su An'an was draped in a big hat, suddenly stopped, stood on the eaves of the porch, and watched quietly.

Cui Yan was a little excited, rubbed her hands and said, "Miss, it's the second snow this year." ”

"Look at this stance, if you can play all night, you might be able to build a snowman tomorrow."

Miss likes to build snowmen the most, and will definitely pull her to play tomorrow, she was thinking happily, and suddenly she heard Miss sigh and say, "I don't like snow." ”

Cui Yan blinked, "But, didn't you like snow the most?" ”

Su Anan shook his head, his voice was very empty, "I don't like it, because it's too cold." ”

It was really too cold, too cold, and she remembered the feeling of being in Poor Man's Alley.

The pervasive cold wind, the numb hands that froze, the snow was unconscious, and since then, she has never liked snow again......

Cuiyan didn't feel anything, oh, "It's a little cold, the capital is colder than Luocheng, Miss should not play in the snow, otherwise my uncle should be worried." ”

A sentence of uncle made Su An'an's palm tighten, raised his eyes to look at the amorous swaying snow, and suddenly reached out to catch a piece.

The palm was warm, and the snowflakes melted in less than a moment, leaving only a little cold residue in the residual warmth of the palm, and she wanted to hold it, but after all, she couldn't hold anything.

"Green Smoke."

She withdrew her hand and suddenly shouted.

"Huh? Miss. ”

Because of the action of her hand just now, Da Yu leaked a little wind, Cui Yan hurriedly came to help her reorganize, and touched the temperature of the soup woman in her palm, for fear that she would freeze.

She looked down at Cui Yan's carefulness, and suddenly felt that her eyes were sour, "Cui Yan, I want to see you get married." ”

Cui Yan was stunned, and then said a little shyly: "Miss, why did you suddenly remember this again." ”

She grabbed Cui Yan's hand, patted it, and said, "I didn't suddenly remember, but I thought about it a long time ago, you are already eighteen, and you will be nineteen in the next year, it's time to say goodbye." ”

Otherwise, she will drag the green smoke bigger.

Cui Yan muttered quietly, It's only nineteen, it's not too big, and the slave wants to serve you.

Su Anan smiled, didn't argue with her, but cared: "Do you have a favorite person?" ”

Cui Yan shook her head.

Su An'an thought in his heart, "Then I'll pay attention to you when I go back." ”

Cui Yan nodded slightly, still feeling that it was shy to say that she was married, so she pulled the young lady to say something else and skipped this question.

Su An'an didn't stand for a long time before he couldn't stay frozen, the cold wind was wanton, and the light snow turned into heavy snow, fluttering and sprinkling, leaving blank on the eaves.

Bury the silt in the garden......

As she passed, she paused, looked at the white and crystal snow, and sighed softly, the aftermath swallowed by the cold wind.

When she returned to the house, she bathed and rested, and the charcoal fire in the house was very sufficient, and the warmth made people have the illusion of a moment, like March and spring had just returned......

It's a pity, it's winter, and everything is withering.

Cuiyan doesn't have to keep vigil, but she just waits for the young lady during the day, and when she returns to the house, she coincidentally bumps into a phantom.

She was a little embarrassed by what happened in the evening, but no matter how embarrassing it was, because there happened to be no one around, it was suitable to explain clearly.

She stepped forward and just shouted an apparition.

I saw the phantom come over, stuffed a cloth bag directly into her arms, and said, "I heard that women like it, I just have a set, I don't need it, so I'll give it to you." ”

Cui Yan sighed, what's the situation, the phantom sent her something.

Oh my God, what is this, she didn't even look at the cloth bag, and hurriedly said, "Phantom, I ......"

Before I came out, the phantom was gone, no one!

Cuiyan is really depressed, she is really a secret guard, she comes and goes without a trace.

She also searched for this piece, and finally couldn't find it, so she gave up, this misunderstanding, how did it escalate, and the phantom actually gave her a gift.

Cui Yan sighed, thinking that she would go back tomorrow, and she had to find a chance to make it clear, otherwise she felt that this misunderstanding would get deeper and deeper.

She carried the cloth bag back, it was not heavy at all, it was soft, and finally driven by curiosity, she opened it and took a look, and at a glance, she paused.

It's a fox fur scarf and matching gloves.

It was only the aristocratic ladies who could afford it, after all, fur was expensive.

Moreover, he said that he just had it, where would a big man have this kind of thing, and at first glance it was newly bought.

It's so late to come back, and he ran out to buy it again?

A person who usually looks so rough, but he still knows how to go shopping?

Cui Yan is strange, strange and thoughtful, but careful.

She smiled suddenly, and put her things away.

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When Shen Juncheng came back, when he was already a child, the snow had already fallen in a thin layer......

I think of a song that I can't bear to part, but I can't bear to part......

(End of chapter)