Yun Zixiang, who was already in a hurry, also fell asleep in the carriage......

When I woke up the next day, I didn't see Chu Qi'an, and I heard that he said that he went to the county government to see the records of the past years, and ordered Yun Zixiang to get up, and then took you to the assassin's mansion

Wu Tingshi has prepared a banquet, and Yun Zixiang is invited by Mrs. Wu

Mrs. Wu is an old clan in Jinzhou, and she is also deeply rooted in this place, and she is an unshakable family

Mrs. Wu not only invited Yun Zixiang, but also invited the wives and young ladies of the major families to gather here, and the purpose is self-evident

"Mrs. Wu! This Governor Mrs. Shi hasn't come yet? ”

The woman, who was related to the Wu family, spoke, and looked at the door for a long time

"I guess there's something to delay, just wait."

Mrs. Wu was not annoyed, and sat aside and drank tea

Everyone also knew that the important guest of this banquet was the wife of Lord Shi Chu, the governor of the emperor's own title, and it was also appropriate to wait

Wu Tingshi told her early in the morning to take good care of her, not to neglect others, lest he and Lord Chu be estranged

"I heard that this governor Mrs. Shi is beautiful and delicate! When he entered Jinzhou, Governor Shi was very precious. ”

Wu didn't speak, thinking about how beautiful a woman could be, so he didn't answer her

Instead, other people talked to her about the extraordinary appearance and identity of this governor, Lord Shi Chu

A maid hurried and hurried over

Mrs. Wu drank tea calmly, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied, and said, "What does it look like, take your time." ”

If that noble person was here, he would definitely think that the Wu family couldn't even discipline his subordinates well, and he bumped into the guests

"Madame! The Governor, Mrs. Shi, arrived. The maid stabilized her tone, waited for her face to calm down, and said slowly.

Mrs. Wu hurriedly got up and took a group of her friends to the door to greet her

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a young girl dressed in a white coat, surrounded by a circle of fox fur around her neck, revealing a cold and lovely face.

Pavilion, the posture is wonderful, the clothes on the body are fluttering, the black hair is like a cloud, the eyebrows are picturesque, the two bright eyes are as clear as autumn water, the willow eyebrows are curved, the lips are bright, the cheeks are pink and tender like flowers, like a fairy in the mortal world.

She bent her waist in a slight step, and put her wrist on the light veil, her white cheeks, and gradually appeared a faint smile,

The Wu family saw the real person, what kind of woman is this, it is clear that this is a delicate and lovely person, no wonder this Lord Chu is merciful, if he is replaced by himself, he will be more precious

Hearing that she was sick a few days ago, he hurriedly went up to greet her: "It's snowing outside, Mrs. Chu come in quickly." ”

When they had led her into the house, everyone looked at the lady quietly......

Yun Zixiang shook off the snow on his body, leaned over towards everyone and said, "Zixiang is late, I hope you sisters will not be surprised." ”

Wu and others also returned the salute

"It's okay, let's sit down first." Wu took her little hand and sat aside, and ordered someone to serve tea

When Yun Zixiang came out, he encountered heavy snow, and he was delayed on the road for a while, but at this moment, he drank hot tea to warm up a lot, and looked around this Wu Mansion

Although it is not magnificent, it is elegant and elegant, and it is thought to be related to the hostess

"The plum blossoms in the courtyard are blooming well, so why don't I take my wife to enjoy them."

Wu proposed, obviously seeing that Yun Zixiang was a little restrained, after all, she was a little girl, and she could be her mother at her age

Yun Zixiang responded

The carbon fire in the pavilion, the refreshments are ready, and the plum blossoms in Wufu are blooming very well, especially in winter

Wu happily introduced it on the side, and also saw that Yun Zixiang was interested

Near the pavilion a plum tree of a zhang height is stretching out obliquely forward, the iron stem coils, flying in the wind, there are about 100 plum blossoms on it, it looks sparse, some branches still hang a few residual leaves, the snow is difficult to support, it seems to fall without falling, the calyx next to the leaf is two or three, and the red wants to vomit.

When Yun Zixiang saw this scene, he remembered: "The female snow is like plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are like snow, and the similarities and dissimilarities are all amazing." ”

"I heard that Madame loves lotus, but this season in Jinzhou is not suitable for this flower to survive after all."

Wu inquired about her preferences in advance and told her at this moment

Yun Zixiang couldn't hear it, so he replied politely: "The plum blossom and the lotus flower are comparable, each flower has its own fragrance, Mrs. Wu doesn't have to mind." ”

Wu listened to it, so he had to echo it

Yun Zixiang didn't stay long, and found a reason to go back.

Wu and others wanted to save her for dinner, but she refused on the grounds of her body, and finally she couldn't say anything, so she had to take care of herself

The black and crushed branches of deciduous trees pierced the sky, and the verdant pine needles condensed with a layer of hoarfrost, and the sky and earth were filled with fog.

At noon in winter, the sun is sparse in the branches and leaves, the slightest coolness falls with the wind, the sky is faint, the birdsong is faint, the sky seems to be forever gloomy, the sun is covered with fog and blurs the sky, and the cold wind pierces the eyes red.

The snow had fallen for two days, and the cold was getting thicker and thicker, so she stood under the window with a hand warmer in her cage, watching the goose feathers and snow fall in the sky.

The snow has been cleared, but the road surface is a little slippery, so you have to be careful when walking.

The surroundings were quiet, only the whisper of the wind blowing off the snow on the branches, and no one responded for a long time. She wrapped her cloak tightly around her body.

The starlight is faint, the snow is white, and the shadows of the flowers and trees are mixed and intertwined, like the shadows of countless coral branches.

Gardenia opened the umbrella and supported her, freezing cold, for fear that she would fall

She had a small flat gold hand stove in her sleeve, so hot that it exuded a warm scent.

Suddenly, a figure beside the carriage was a little familiar, and what caught his eye was his Zhilan jade tree-like figure, the night was thick, wearing a plain white brocade robe, the streamer was sparkling, as if the moonlight was draped on his body.

Yun Zixiang smiled at him and walked over

Chu Qi'an grabbed her waist knuckles and gently swept over her cheeks, his eyes locked on her beautiful face, smiling slightly, gentle as water

She was gazed at by his gentle gaze.

He took her hand and asked displeasurely, "How can it be so cold when you use the stove?" ”

Yun Zixiang was in his heart: "It's obviously not cold. ”

But she retorted, only to see him put her hands to his lips and feel his hot and wet breath.

Wu watched her leave, and saw this loving scene, and was afraid that they would blame her, so he took them in.

He is extremely good-looking, with black hair falling down, a beautiful jade and flawless face, thin lips, and a color as light as water. He smelled of ebony agarwood, which smelled so good that it made my heart tremble.

He took her into the carriage, sat down next to her, and reached out to ruffle her hair, the black strands of which ran through his fingertips, bringing a burst of fragrance

"Why are you here?" Yun Zixiang asked with a red face.

"I don't think you're here." Chu Qi'an's face was not red, and his heart was not beating

Yun Zixiang said that he had nothing to say, Xu was teased by him many times, and he lost his previous shyness

"Is it okay tonight?" Chu Qi'an leaned into her ear and said lightly.

Bending down and whispering in Linglong's ear, the hot snort tickled her a little, but made her face burn.

Yun Zixiang didn't answer, burying his face deeper, thinking about why he was talking so profligate now.