Countless snow-white spots floated through the corner eaves on the courtyard gate and slowly fell to the ground, and the inscription lamps on both sides of the road emitted a faint fluorescence, reflecting the girl's dark eyes.

Some sluggish, some confused, and a little overloaded.

The snow fell into the gap between his neck, bringing a burst of coolness, Ran Qingmo suddenly came back to his senses, a pair of beautiful eyes blinked, and just as he wanted to ask, he saw that the middle-aged man standing at the entrance of the courtyard gate had already given up half of his body.

Glancing sideways at the girl of the Sword Sect outside the door, Xu Yinhe's voice asked in a flat voice:

"It's cold outside, don't you come in?"

“.”

There was a hint of hesitation in Ran Qingmo's dark eyes.

Xu Yuan said that, there should be his own reasons.

Thinking of loss in his heart, Ran Qingmo pursed his lips lightly, lowered his eyes and whispered:

"Uncle, Xu Yuanhe. Well, you don't want to see me right now."

“.”

The words fell, silently.

Ran Qingmo didn't wait for Xu Yinhe's reply, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that the courtyard gate in front of her was empty, and the middle-aged man in the black dragon robe had left at some point, leaving only the half-open door in the snow.

Late at night, the inscription lamp in the Prime Minister's Mansion had become dim, and the dim light reflected the row of not deep and shallow footprints on the snow after the dim light reflected the courtyard gate.

Staring at the footprints for a few breaths, a touch of thoughtfulness flashed in Ran Qingmo's quiet eyes.

Brother Xu Yuan's cultivation is profound, and his walking on water is like flat ground, even if he walks, he should not leave boot prints on the snow.

Xu Xinyao is a woman, and the boot print in front of her is not like a woman at all.

So, this is left by Xu Yuan?

Thinking of this, Ran Qingmo lowered his head, and his eyes were a little lost.

It turned out that the sound of stepping on the snow she heard at the door just now was Xu Yuan

For a moment, the entrance of the inner courtyard was so quiet that the snow could be heard, and the girl in the ink dress stood silently, staring at the two rows of footprints that spread deep into the inner courtyard.

In this snowy night, a thin layer of hoarfrost gradually accumulated on her shoulders, and the clearly visible footprints were buried by the new falling snow.

I don't know how long later, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in her ears, very abrupt, and the source of the sound could not be found.

"If you don't want to go in, you can quickly close the door and leave."

When the words fell, Ran Qingmo's heart tightened, but before she could speak, she felt a soft force push her back from behind.

The cultivation of those who came after him was very high, very high.

The force of the attack made her defenseless, and her slender body was pushed into the dark inner courtyard at will.

As soon as he took two steps to stabilize his body, the voice sounded again:

"Since you choose to come in, let's go and take a look, Changtian's room is in the penultimate courtyard."

Ran Qingmo hurriedly spoke:

"I didn't"

"Bang."

The door to the inner courtyard was closed from the outside.

“.” Ran Qingmo.

There was silence for a moment, and Ran Qingmo looked around with a little uneasiness.

It was the first time she had come in the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it didn't seem to be anything special, but the master told her that the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion was not allowed to outsiders to enter, so no matter what, she must not go in, otherwise her life might be in danger.

However, she was pushed in this time, and Xu Yuan's father also asked her, so it shouldn't be counted

Thinking of this, Ran Qingmo's mood calmed down a little, glanced at the depths of the alley, muttered "I'm sorry", and slowly walked in the direction of Fang Cai's snow footprints.

There is no moon in the snowy night, and the road in the inner courtyard looks very dim after losing the illumination of the inscription lamp outside, but with Ran Qingmo's cultivation, he can see, and the sound of creaking on the snow continues to enter his ears, until he sees a half-hidden courtyard door and pauses with a slight hesitation.

Here, it should be Xu Yuan's yard.

I don't know if the door of the courtyard was deliberate, or if I forgot to close it, it was still wide open, so that Ran Qingmo could have an unobstructed view of the scenery in the courtyard.

Pavilions, small ponds, and rockeries are all of them, and the other courtyards in the inner courtyard seem a bit simple and excessive, compared with the various elegant and noble buildings in the outer courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

However, the scenery of these courtyards Ran Qingmo only skimmed by, and his dark and translucent eyes slipped in the courtyard searching for the familiar figure in his mind, but unfortunately, Xu Yuan was not in the courtyard.

So, the girl's quiet gaze fell on the closed door with a little timidity, and the palm under the sleeve robe was slightly clenched, and there was an inexplicable trace of nervousness.

After a while, Ran Qingmo seemed to have made some kind of decision, or crossed the entrance and walked slowly towards the courtyard.

"Squeak."

"Squeak."

"Squeak."

After taking a few steps, Ran Qingmo's small nose moved slightly, and she smelled the smell of wine in the cold air of the courtyard.

It's light, it's light, but it seems to permeate every corner.

Ran Qingmo subconsciously wanted to use his mind to find out the source of this smell of wine, but realized that the master and Xu Yuan had said that it was impolite.

Gather your thoughts, step on, step down.

But this time, the creaking of the snow was not heard, and was replaced by a seemingly unintentional murmur:

"Hmm"

The sound was soft, but it was clearly audible in the silence of the snowy night.

This familiar voice made Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes widen immediately, and he hurriedly withdrew his feet, lowered his eyes, and saw that the corner of a gorgeous dress was revealed where he had just stepped down.

With a slight groan, Ran Qingmo leaned down, squatted next to the gorgeous dress, stretched out a slender jade finger and poked.

The warm touch comes from your fingertips.

The gorgeous clothes below seemed to feel a little itchy, and the body that was originally lying flat turned over, and the snow covering his surface suddenly rolled down to the sides.

And this action also made the girl crouching on the side see his appearance clearly, her beautiful eyes blinked, looking at his sleeping face, Ran Qingmo reached out and poked his cheek again.

No response.

Poke again.

Still no response.

Seems to sleep peacefully.

The corners of his lips pursed unconsciously evoked a smile, Ran Qingmo turned his head and looked around, his eyes stayed on the open courtyard door for a moment, and nodded silently.

Xu Yuan was drunk.

Slept right here.

Then Xu Yuan's father wanted her to send him back to the room.

Logical closed loop.

Just thinking of it, Ran Qingmo simply stretched out his palm and grabbed Xu Yuan's arm and helped him up from the cold snow.

As heavy as a dead pig, but Ran Qingmo was a great grandmaster, and with a light rise of his red lips, he lifted him up from the ground, and walked towards the direction of the wing room with him.

The falling snow in the folds of the costume fell with a clatter, and the movement gradually woke someone from his drunken sleep.

"Hmm"

A soft murmur sounded, and Xu Yuan slowly opened his slightly confused eyes, and as far as he could see was a snowy field and the door that was getting closer and closer.

The downed brain fell silent for a moment.

Oh, he seems to have slipped when he entered the courtyard gate just now.

And then there was no then.

Someone must have spotted him and was sending him back to his room

Is it Xu Changge?

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and thought subconsciously.

But the residual consciousness and the touch of his hands told him that the person who was supporting him now should not be a man.

"Is it Xin Yao?"

Subconsciously muttered, Xu Yuan shook his head again, and muttered to himself:

"Xin Yao slept drunk more than me, oh~ Hehe, sister, why did you enter the inner courtyard?"

“.”

Listening to the muffled voice in his ears, Ran Qingmo pursed his lips, did not reply, and silently walked towards the wing room step by step, his completely suspended legs leaving two scratches on the snow.

"I'm disgusting now. Never drink again. ”

“.”

"Sister, can you help me relieve my alcohol."

“.”

"I feel like there's a sword dangling in front of me right now."

“.”

"Sister, why don't you speak?"

“.”

Ran Qingmo kept his head and didn't speak, silently listening to the chatter in his mouth beside him, and the look in his eyes was a little low.

The two of them came to the door of the wing room like this, Ran Qingmo used Yuan Qi to push the door open, and was about to carry Xu Yuan in, but suddenly felt that the arm on his shoulder was lighter.

was confused and wanted to turn his head to see,

"Bah."

“.”

There is a sound of falling snow, and you can hear the heartbeat.

Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes opened in an instant, but then he bit the corner of his lip hard, staring at his gaze angrily and resentfully.

He.. I should think of her as the big-breasted sister last time.。

After snorting on her fair and flawless side face, Xu Yuan fell directly to the ground weakly.

Seeing this, Ran Qingmo hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled his body like a puddle of mud, endured the grievances in his heart and drove him to the bed, thought a little, and covered him with a quilt.

Xu Yuan said that people with low cultivation do not freeze.

After doing this, Ran Qingmo stood beside the bed and looked at his face faintly, hesitating whether to leave.

And at this time,

Ran Qingmo suddenly found that he was trying to open his eyes on the bed.

“.”

Look at each other for a moment,

With a hint of a smile in his intoxicated eyes, Xu Yuan looked at the girl and said softly:

"Ran Qingmo, I finally dreamed of you"

And then

Xu Yuan suddenly reached out and grabbed her.

Before Ran Qingmo's quiet gaze could react, she felt a strong force from her held hand and pulled her to the bed.

“.”

Ran Qingmo blinked his eyes and looked at his face at hand, trying to endure the movement of his body subconsciously wanting to fight back.

The master said,

If someone wants to sleep with her before the wedding, they can directly chop someone with an ink sword.

However, Shi Niang said that in this case, it would be good to just beat it up.

That's what the master and the master taught her, but now it's in Xu Yuan's room

The beating of the heart gradually accelerated, Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes blinked, her delicate body was already completely tight, and the exercises began to run in the meridians.

But

After saying that, everything in the room went to peace.

After waiting for a long time, Ran Qingmo tentatively moved his body and wanted to get up.

And as soon as she moved, she was subconsciously hugged by Xu Yuan.

Very hard, as if afraid that she would run away.

Ran Qingmo pursed her lips, wanting to try to pull his big hand away, but she didn't want Xu Yuan's hand holding her lower abdomen to move up directly.

Seeing this, Ran Qingmo's body tensed and didn't dare to move again, allowing him to hold himself like this when he was drunk.

And after feeling the soft warmth of the girl's skin through the clothes, Xu Yuan didn't dare to continue moving.

He sobered up.

Under the Spiritual Vision,

The scattered Qi machine around the girl and the cold of Dao Yun had firmly locked him.

Oh no, the big ice lump in my arms is actually real.

(End of chapter)

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