Everything that is laid out in Chang'an Palace is in order. To Ruan Yuyi's surprise, several plum trees were moved inside and outside the Chang'an Palace, and their thickness and thickness were shortened, similar to those of Luomei Xuan.

After moving out of the new emperor's bedroom, except for the occasional arrival of the new emperor at night, there was little disturbance, and she felt a lot more comfortable. Last night, I saw a fine snow outside, so I made up my mind to get up in the morning to pick some flowers and make tea with snow water.

When I got up this morning, I didn't have an easy dress, so I put on a cloak and embroidered shoes, and went out to see the snow.

Leaning against the railing to face the wind, the snow was blown obliquely into the porch, and she only needed to stretch out her hand a little to catch it. The palm of his hand soon left a drop of glass-like water.

Mu Xiang handed her the prepared sleeve stove and sighed, "This snow looks soft, and it's really good to store some snow water." ”

She stood in the porch for a while, and was blown cold by the seal, before she turned back to freshen up and change her clothes.

The water in the basin was at the right temperature, she purified her face, dipped her hands in the water, and felt the hot soup wrap her hands around her until the water cooled down a little, and then she took out her hands, and then her body was warm.

Mu Xiang hurriedly took a clean handkerchief and wiped the water from her hands.

Half an hour later, after the grooming was finished, Mu Xiang went to the small kitchen to find a flower urn and two jade bowls for the original appreciation. The two walked into the courtyard.

The snow was still falling, drifting from the sky and falling in the palace.

Picking this snow water is for fun, and there is no need to fake others. Mu Xiang held an oil-paper umbrella, and the sound of snow droplets was heard on the surface of the umbrella, which made people's hearts clear.

She touched the flower twice with her fingertips, and the snow on it fell into the jade bowl. This snow picking is also exquisite, it has to be on the flowers, and the thick place next to it is scooped, but it lacks some meaning.

She walked along, unhurriedly, picking up the snow in the lower places. Because he didn't want to be tired of stretching his hand, he suddenly remembered that there were still a few trees outside the Chang'an Palace, so he walked all the way out of the snow.

In the middle of the night, a bottom of snow had accumulated in the flower urn.

"Sister is really good Yaxing." Someone said in a soft voice.

Bai Zhiqi bowed, his posture casual, "Leave such a trivial matter to your subordinates, why bother yourself." "She is dressed in white and covered with snow, and she is still a person with a clear and beautiful sign. But the way she looked at people revealed that she was not a kind person.

"It's just a matter of rising," Ruan Yuyi's voice was sparse, and she asked, "How did the White Girl come here?" ”

Bai Zhiqi didn't answer, but said to himself, "In this way, it seems that the people around my sister are not very appropriate." She had something to say.

She reached out and pinched a plum blossom, put it in the palm of her hand and looked at it for a while, suddenly felt bored, and threw it back under the tree at will.

"Whether it's appropriate or not, this palace knows it."

She made a surprised look and covered her mouth with her hand, "Sister doesn't know yet?" The word spread among the people. ”

Seeing Ruan Yuyi's frowning appearance, she chuckled, "Mu Ling is from my sister's palace?" It's a punishment for eating—"

She paused and smiled, "Did I say the wrong thing?" My sister doesn't have to blame my sister. My sister is thinking about these subordinates, and it's not worth it for my sister. ”

Her voice was already awkward, and it was even more boring to listen to in such a rambling way. She didn't know it by herself.

Ruan Yuyi believed in Mu Ling very much, and her face did not change, "It's just a rumor." ”

"Besides, even if it is circulated in the lower world, how does the white girl know?" She said lightly.

She didn't finish the second half of the sentence, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious. Bai Zhiqi didn't expect that Concubine Jin, who had always been praised and gentle by the palace people, would also speak with a gun and a stick, and her face changed slightly.

But it was not easy to show it, so she only continued, "My sister may trust that servant too much. There are a lot of pickled things in this deep palace. ”

"Spreading rumors can also be punished." Ruan Yuyi said.

Mu Ling has never lacked food and clothing, and when he is doing his best, where will he need to ask for something.

She wears a floral pleated skirt, her hair is brilliant, her shoulders are cut, and her waist is like a plain, which is a rare demeanor. is opposed to Bai Zhiqi, but it seems that Bai Zhiqi's dress is not eye-catching.

Bai Zhiqi almost didn't hide it, his face distorted, and then he sneered, "Why is my sister so resolute, just ask." ”

Looking at her figure as she walked farther and farther away, Ruan Yuyi turned around and tightened her hand holding the jade bowl slightly. She poured a little snow from the bowl into the flower urn.

Mu Xiang said lightly, "It's not good to think about people every day, and I don't know how this heart grows." ”

She was also a little unhappy in her heart, and in the end she was troubled and uninterested. Yin said softly, "This snow water is almost enough, let's go back." ”

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Mu Xiang made tea with this fresh snow water.

Ruan Yuyi took the cup and took a sip slowly. The tea cooked by this plum snow seems to be a lot clear, with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms. When she poured herself the third lamp, Mu Xiang couldn't look past it.

This snow water to make tea, although it is a very elegant thing, but in the end it is snow, and it is not to be used.

Mu Xiang lightly squeezed her hand, "Miss, why don't you go and call Mu Ling to wait." ”

She shook her hand and hummed softly. In recent days, Mu Ling's strange appearance has magnified inch by inch at this time, making her unable to ignore it at all.

After a while, the wood spirit arrived, and saluted, "Niangniang." ”

Ruan Yuyi stared at her face. I always see it on weekdays, but I don't think it, and I don't know if it was affected by Bai Zhiqi's words, but now it seems that Mu Ling's face is calm, and he doesn't look like he used to be, and he seems to be a little less angry.

She raised her hand slightly, motioning for her to get up.

"How are you doing?" She was tentative in her voice.

Mu Ling's body stiffened for a moment, and he bowed and said, "Thank you Niangniang for your concern, it's all right." ”

She looked at Mu Ling steadily, "If you have anything, you have to tell me, and I can solve it for you." She did not say to Mu Ling as a concubine, but directly referred to "you and me".

This is a very intimate call, as if the days were back when he was still in the Cheng family, Mu Ling couldn't help but be in a trance. She still insisted that nothing had happened to her.

Under the sleeves, Mu Ling's hands were white. The man was dead, and as long as she didn't say it, the young lady wouldn't know.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ruan Yuyi didn't mention it anymore, "I picked a new snow to cook tea today, and your sister Muxiang cooked it." She handed over a fresh past.

In her impression, Mu Ling has always been greedy for Mu Xiang's craftsmanship, and has always begged her for food in the past.

But Mu Ling didn't answer this time.

The voice of the person in front of her was so gentle that she burst into tears. She thought back to the days when she had been with the young lady, and she would never have imagined that such a thing would happen to her.

She didn't want to.

"Wood Spirit?"

When she raised her eyes again, her face was covered with tears.

(End of chapter)