Tangtang looked at Xie Yuwan in disbelief, if it weren't for Mo Huai's pull, she was afraid that she would have to go up and question.

When the old guards got up, their legs were weak, and at last they were helped to walk into the distance. Along with the young guards were the slaves who had been looking for them together.

In panic, they left with the old guards.

When there were only a few people left in this Fengxue, Tangtang directly broke free of Mo Huai's hand and staggered to Xie Yuwan, looking at him in disbelief with a pair of red eyes.

The white cloth was still well covered, and Xie Yuwan put his hand on it for half a moment, but it still hadn't been lifted.

He didn't seem to care much about Tangtang's emotions, but calmly instructed Mo Huai on the side: "It's cold, let's go first." ”

Tangtang's eyes were already full of tears, and she stopped in front of Xie Yuwan, her voice was a little desperate: "Childe! ”

Xie was stunned for a moment and looked at her calmly.

Tangerine Candy had never been so disgusted for a moment, the peace in his eyes.

She pointed to the corpse covered with a white cloth behind her in a panic: "The lady is dead, Childe, that's the Lady, the Lady is dead." The guard, Childe, just let it go? Son! ”

Xie wanted to be late, but he didn't say that she was 'over', just looked at her red eyes, and asked flatly: "Then what do you want me to do?" ”

When Tangtang was stunned for a moment, he continued to say calmly: "Put yourself in prison, give you a meal, and be executed tomorrow?" ”

Tangtang was speechless for a while, and couldn't say the 'right'. She swallowed a few breaths before she spit out, "But...... Childe, the lady is dead, is that it? ”

Xie Yuwan looked at her quietly, his expression was indifferent, and it seemed that there was no difference from before.

Even beside him, there was a pale skeleton.

He didn't lift the white cloth, his hand only touched the edge of the stretcher, and he looked deeply at the silhouette of the cold wind, and then looked away.

At this time, he was looking at Tangerine Candy.

Tangerine's sadness, grief, and anger are so obvious that it is not like a person who never shows his full emotions in front of him.

He didn't have any expression, and spoke as usual: "There have always been rumors that Baiyuhu is haunted in the mansion, and what the guards said is not lying. It is normal for the guards to meet them suddenly, and they are afraid. If he really has bad intentions, he doesn't need to report it. When the corpse floats in a few days, no one will know that he has been involved in this matter. ”

Tangerine looked at him incredulously with trembling eyes.

She didn't know why he could be so calm and deal with his mother's death as if he were dealing with an unimportant document.

At this time, Xie Yuwan was also looking at her, and between the two of them, Xie Yuwan didn't say the next words, but said softly: "It's cold, it's just fished out of the lake, and if it's frozen like this, she will be cold." ”

After speaking, he had already stepped into the courtyard.

Tangtang sat paralyzed in place, wanting to laugh and cry, covering his head, and finally buried the moment he was buried, the wind and snow in the sky began to make a big splash.

Mo Huai looked at the orange candy in the snow, and then at the son who had already walked towards the courtyard, paused, and finally walked towards the courtyard.

The accompanying man carrying the stretcher also had a silent face and carried the corpse covered with a white cloth to the courtyard.

It's the door that Xie wants to open late.

He said to the man carrying the stretcher: "Put it in the study, there is charcoal burned in it, she won't be so cold." ”

Several people in front of him looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say more, and smoothly carried the body to the study, and then retreated.

Mo Huai stayed where he was, was glanced at lightly by Xie Yuwan, and also retreated.

The charcoal fire in the study is actually not enough, and it is only winter, even if there is no shortage of charcoal in the house, but Xie Yuwan has no habit of extravagance and waste. Today is the weather has suddenly become colder, and the people on duty in the study have not yet brought the charcoal fire, and now the study is only burning some of the remaining parts of last year.

The door closed slowly, separating the room from the wind and snow.

Xie Yuwan silently looked at the bones covered by the white cloth in front of him, and after a long time, he sighed softly.

He has a pair of slender and bony hands, in the past, Jiang Wu often felt, like a green bamboo with green leaves in the cold winter, she liked his hands very much, sometimes with her petite hands, covering his hands, saying: "Look, my hands are warm all year round." ”

He didn't care much about that, but he quietly let her wrap his hands.

By the time he reacted, the white cloth had already been lifted by him.

He looked calmly, his fingers in the position of lifting the white cloth, and only after a long time did he move. He looked at her pale and slightly puffy face on the stretcher, and the movements of her hands were a little softer.

How did you become so thin, you have been soaked in water for a long time, and you are still so thin.

He took out the handkerchief from the side, and without any deceit, he squatted on the ground and gently wiped the mud and water droplets from her face. With his fingertips through the handkerchief, he seemed to be able to feel the coldness on her face, and he was stunned for a moment.

In memory, she was always warm.

Warm hands, warm lips.

Now, it was extremely cold, colder than his perennially cold hands.

He took her equally cold hand, trying to warm it up. But what if a pair of hands that are already cold warm a pair of hands that are also cold?

After a long time, he let go of his hand and went outside to ask for hot water.

The hot water was brought into the study by the slaves, and they didn't dare to look at it much, and they didn't know what the son was going to do, so after putting the hot water down, they left in a hurry.

Xie Yuwan didn't do anything aside.

He just wet the towel with hot water over and over again, and then used the warm towel to wipe her whole body, which was a little swollen from the lake water.

Even when the Xie family was at its most depressed, there were still two or three slaves around him, and he was not skilled in doing such things. But at this time, he calmed his face and wiped it clean little by little.

The hot water that was brought in by the slaves, after several tosses, also became cold water in this cold day. Xie Yuwan put the handkerchief in, and when his hand was no longer warm, he didn't take the handkerchief again.

I don't know when, the wind blew open the window of the study, Xie Yuwan looked out of the window, and at a glance, it was snow, and the eaves turned white.

He only looked at it for a moment, then stepped forward and closed the window.

Then, he picked up 'Jiang Wu' and put it on the soft couch, and when he subconsciously covered the quilt for 'her', his hand stopped for a moment. But he didn't care, just pulled the quilt up again.

When everything was done, he sat down at his desk and calmly began to work on the paperwork.

Seem...... Everything is as usual, no different.

It's just that while holding the pen, it occurred to him that he suddenly thought. When Shi Cai lifted the white cloth, 'her' eyes were closed, she didn't know water, he knew it. But why are the eyes closed?

After thinking about it for a long time, he could only say to himself, maybe when 'her' struggled, the water entered 'her' eyes and throat, and when she entered the water, her eyes couldn't be opened.

He began to work on the paperwork in his hand again, and these were the last points of the day on the table.

Originally, he was going to finish dinner with her and discuss going to Jiangnan with her. After the discussion was over, he finished the final paperwork. He has already arranged it in the palace, and the affairs of King An and the saint should also come to an end.

Autumn hunting is out of season, but it doesn't hurt to go to Jiangnan.

When the time comes, spend the New Year over there, if she likes it, he has already sent someone to buy a house, and every year for the New Year in the future, they will go to Jiangnan.

When he didn't notice, the ink on the tip of the brush in his hand condensed, slowly dripping on the paperwork, staining a messy mess.

He calmly looked at the messy ink, and for some reason, looked at the pale 'person' who was covered by the futon.

Something, astringent, like something was shoehorned into my heart. He didn't feel this way, he just felt that today's document was a little irritating.

Ink is not good, why does it freeze, the pen is not good, it should not be able to drip ink.

It's time to change the supply shop, it's time to cut corners, pen and ink, it will be like this. It's usually 'she' who is responsible for such things-

At this point, his hand holding the brush froze for a moment.

In the past, he had spoken to 'her' in the evening, and the next day, the new pen and ink would arrive in his study. He never seemed to have done anything about it before.

'She' is his wife, the master mother of this prime minister's mansion, and these are as they should be.

He gave her everything she needed, respect, love, care.

She stripped off her clothes, and he was marrying someone to welcome people through the door; She was uneasy, he gave her the power of life and death in the house; She wanted to go to Jiangnan to see the snow, he looked for Jiangnan's house, and took leave with the son of heaven.

In this way, she did that, as she should.

He raised his pen to write, but he felt that this piece, this ink, and even this document were all upsetting. In the cold and snow, the charcoal fire in this room seemed to burn too much, and he loosened his collar, revealing his slender white neck.

For some reason, the window was blown open by the wind again. At a glance, it was snowy again.

One after another, it seems, will not stop all night.

There was a light outside, dim and dim, and Xie Yuwan could only see the outlines of some houses, but when he saw it, it was all dim and white. It seems that because the light is not bright enough, the originally white piece is dizzy.

Xie Yuwan's eyes were half-closed, and he looked at the 'Jiang Wu' on the soft couch a little.

'She' was much quieter than usual.

He put down his paperwork and sat down on the edge of the couch, his hand lightly interlocking with her fingers. It was soft, cool, and there was a strange stiffness, Xie Yuwan held it lightly and didn't say anything.

It seemed that he also knew that she would never hear it again.

He had been busy with official business all day, and at this time it was late at night, but he was not tired at all. It's just that I'm not tired, and I don't want to deal with official business. He rested his head on her shoulder, feeling the cold.

It wasn't until a gust of wind blew out the candles in the house that he suddenly snapped for a moment.

It seemed that something was slowly falling in the darkness where the fingers could not be seen. But the night was too deep, the light was too dark, and no one could see the two 'people' with their eyes closed.

When Xiaochen's light penetrated into the room that had not been disturbed by the wind and snow, he changed to a calm appearance.

Tangerine Candy boiled all night, red and swollen eyes, when he knocked on the door.

It's just that I've changed into clean clothes, neatly decorated, and I'm still as noble as the moon.

Her voice seemed to be a little hoarse: "Childe." ”

Xie Yuwan looked at her in surprise, as if he didn't understand why she appeared in front of the study at such a time. He didn't get out of the way, and stood by the door with his broad body, Tangerine couldn't see anything inside.

Her eyes were red, and she said in a trembling voice: "A few days ago, someone handed a prayer note to the lady, but you didn't tell the lady, the lady...... No one dared to spread the news. The day of the man's covenant with his wife is today. She took the prayer post, and now the person has been lured in by the unwitting maid. ”

"Just send it out." Xie Yuwan said lightly, and as he spoke, he was about to close the door.

Tangtang hung her head, tears dripping little by little, for a long time, but she saw the door being opened from the inside, Xie Wanwan looked at her calmly, and never showed any emotion.

"Take me there."

On the way, neither of them spoke.

Tangerine even walked and fell down. At this time, there was no one, only Mo Huai who followed in the distance.

Xie Yuwan lowered his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and helped the person up.

Tangerine began to cry again.

The sky was full of wind and snow, Xie Yuwan held an umbrella, looking at everything around him, he didn't care too much about Gu Tangtang's impropriety, just walked into the distance step by step.

When he arrived in the lobby and saw the visitors, Xie Yuwan glanced at Tangtang lightly.

Tangerine bit her lip and looked back.

"Miss Cui San." Xie Yuwan called calmly.