"Hongxiu."

"Miss! Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time, and if it weren't for the monks over there seeing you coming, I would almost not have found you! ”

Seeing Hongxiu's anxious eyes a little red, Chi Yao hurriedly comforted.

"I saw that the scenery here was good, so I wanted to come here for a walk, but who knew that I got lost for a while and couldn't find my way back."

Hongxiu wanted to look back behind her, but was pulled by Chi Yao and said.

"Hongxiu, let's go, this snow is getting heavier and heavier, and it will be difficult to go down the mountain later."

"Okay."

Hongxiu handed her another umbrella in her hand, but saw what she was holding and asked with some curiosity.

"Miss, what is this?"

"I just met a kind person who let me avoid the snow for a while, and this is what he gave me."

"That's the other guy's to blame."

Hongxiu smiled stupidly.

The warm touch came out of his hand, making Chi Yao's heart beat a little.

She turned away and placed the umbrella in her hand on the steps of the pavilion, and took a deep look at her back behind the curtain.

"Let's go."

It was so faint that it was as if the words that could not be heard disappeared in the air.

The girl wore a yellow cloak and walked farther and farther away in the bamboo forest, gradually losing sight of her back, and even the bleak cold wind was hiding her presence.

An ethereal voice sounded, and an old man appeared in front of Song Jinzhi, with a kind face, touching his white beard.

"Have you thought about it?"

Song Jinzhi didn't make a sound, just quietly drank the tea in his hand.

The old man sighed lightly and shook his head slightly as he looked at Song Jinzhi.

"Don't be obsessed, don't get caught up in it."

"Thank you for the reminder, but this is the only way."

The whispered words seemed to be addressed to the host, as if they were speaking to themselves.

After Chi Yao went down the mountain, in the carriage, she carefully opened the oil paper in her hand, and couldn't help but smile.

She gently picked up a piece of pastry, tasted it slowly, and closed her eyes in satisfaction.

"It's not a loss, it's done in the palace."

Since Pei Heng left, the relationship between Chi Yao and Song Jinzhi has also been pulled in a bit.

However, most of them are correspondence, and they are also to better know Pei Heng's news.

Because only Song Jinzhi can know more about him.

This meeting was also something that Chi Yao didn't expect, after all, since that banquet, she and he had rarely met, and even the letter was Song Jinzhi who took the initiative to contact her.

Although she was a little worried at first, she had to let go of these doubts as the two of them came back and forth.

Because Song Jinzhi really didn't let her do anything out of the ordinary, and the dealings were like ordinary friends.

Back and forth, he would sometimes send her some delicious and fun food.

For example, even all kinds of pastries in the palace have been tasted by her.

"Miss, it's here."

Hongxiu's voice pulled her thoughts back, and she hurriedly gathered her mind and packed up the things in her hand before getting out of the car.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got out of the car, I met Chi Mu, who was about to go out.

"Mother."

Chi Yao came to Chi Mu and bowed obediently.

"Just came back?"

"Well, I went to the temple to pray for blessings."

Chi Mu looked at her with satisfaction and straightened the broken hair on her forehead.

"Go back and rest for a while, your father and I are going out tonight, and you can rest in the house by yourself."

"Okay."