A full moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight poured down on the snow like water, shining everywhere.

An elegant woman dressed in white fox fur, stepping on the snow, standing outside the guardrail, staring at the plum blossom tree, intoxicated by the self-dancing girl.

After a while, Xiao Wu looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly her eyes met a pair of eyes that were as clear as water, and she was stunned, feeling that the woman was as beautiful as a fairy.

The person who came was Han Lian, the lotus fairy of the heavenly court, and Xiao Wu's former friend in her previous life.

Han Lian looked up and down, and Xiao Wu, who was dressed in coarse cloth in front of her, said faintly: "This plum blossom ...... Little girl, you are a lover of flowers."

Han Lian didn't feel puzzled, how could Xiao Wu, who had seen Shengxue in white more than a month ago, suddenly wear something like this? Because she had already inquired that Xiao Wu had offended her master and was demoted from a musician to a stool slave.

At that time, she also had mixed feelings, infinite embarrassment, and even a little bit of schadenfreude.

Who let Lu Xiaowu snatch the heart of her lover? She has begged for nearly 10,000 years, but she still hasn't been able to get her wish.

It's all Lu Xiaowu's fault!

She deserves to be beaten down to the mortal world, and she deserves to suffer in the world.

Xiao Wu had never seen such an elegant and noble woman, and judging from Han Lian's dress and dignified demeanor, she should be a master, but she had never heard of such a beautiful woman in the palace.

Listening to Han Lian's words very politely, Xiao Wu felt a little close in her heart.

After all, it's too lonely, after all, joy needs to be shared with others, after all, I am a cheerful person, and it is very uncomfortable and aggrieved to suppress myself and pretend to be a cold stuffy gourd.

On a cold and lonely night, in the face of an uninvited beauty, Xiao Wu felt that there was no need to pretend to hide, and she didn't care at all, where did she come from?

The light clouds and the moon, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, the fragrance is lingering, and the most beautiful encounter should not be disturbed by the shackles of the world.

Xiao Wu looked at the beauty in the moonlight and replied lightly: "Girl, if you can come after the incense, you are also destined."

Han Lian leaned on the stone pillar, and carefully looked at the little girl in front of her, her appearance, expression, and tone were exactly the same as her in the previous life, Han Lian was in a trance for a moment, this little girl was clearly Lu Xiaowu who had a friendship with herself for 10,000 years.

Han Lian appreciates and admires Lu Xiaowu's erudition and intelligence, and has feelings for her in her heart, if she hadn't fallen in love with the same man--- Prince Qingtian, the two would definitely become best friends.

But how can there be so many buts?

The prince's heart was occupied by Lu Xiaowu, and the prince didn't dare to be good to himself at all.

Love over time.

Although he used Lu Xiaowu to get close to the prince, his friendship was not all fake, and Han Lian was both happy and a little sad that she was beaten down from the mortal world, happy that the rival in love was finally eradicated, but she was sad that she lost a friend, and what was even sadder was that she once again lost the opportunity to meet her sweetheart---- the crown prince.

Reminiscing about the past, Han Lian's heart rippled, she lowered her eyebrows, and said in a low tone: "It's fate...... Fate is not shallow, little girl, what's your name?".

"Little Dance"

When Han Lian heard this, she was suddenly shocked by a pair of bright apricot blossom eyes.

How can it be so coincidental?

The little girl in the world was not called Xue'er, but also called Xiao Wu.

There must be something wrong!

Han Lian hurriedly asked, "Xiao Wu, aren't you called Xue'er, who gave you the name?"

Xiao Wu felt strange, and her eyes moved from a plum tree to Han Lian, exploring with doubts.

"How do you know...... My name is Cher?"

Han Lian noticed the gaffe and hurriedly covered it up, "The flute is blowing...... Like the sound of heaven, is there a second one in this palace? Who doesn't know...... The famous Cher?".

Xiao Wu retracted her gaze and smiled awkwardly, "Oh, Xue'er is an artist, my real name is Zhen Xiaowu, and the girl is ?......."

Han Lian had already thought of the nonsense she was making, "Ah, that's the case, then I'll ...... Let's call you Xiao Wu, my name is Han Lian, the daughter of a foreign marquis, and I entered the palace...... Just stay for two days".

Xiao Wu's eyes dimmed, and she didn't have a good impression of the heroines in the palace, "You are the county lord, why do you ...... Coming here late at night?".

Glancing at Xiao Wu, who was cold to herself, Han Lian spoke, "I can't sleep, so I smell the fragrance, this ...... There are only people who love flowers, and there is no county lord."

Xiao Wu looked back at Han Lian, who had a kind face, smiled at her, and no longer entangled.

Han Lian felt that the sensitive alertness of this Xiao Wu in front of her was no less than her previous life.

"Xiao Wu, you haven't said it yet, who gave you the name?"

Xiao Wu looked up at a bright moon, with 10,000 years of starlight in her eyes, "My master."

"Your master?"

"Yes, I heard my mother say, I was born and cried for three days, I didn't stop talking, and later, the master came, and I read it, I stopped crying, and the master also gave me the name of Xiao Wu."

"And your master? Oh...... , I mean, you master...... How can I look at you and suffer in the palace?"

Xiao Wu lowered her head, with a look of loss and sadness on her face, "Actually, when I was born, I only met the master twice, and the master ?...... However, the master said that he would come back to pick me up."

I see!

Han Lian understood, Qingtian didn't let go of Xiao Wu at all, not only came to the mortal world to find her, saw her twice, and gave her the same name, even if he knew that Lu Xiaowu was no longer Lu Xiaowu, he didn't plan to let go, and he would come to pick her up in the near future.

This is really a nowhere to find to step on iron shoes, and it takes all the effort.

Han Lian's trip was just upset, and she wanted to see the little girl who was exactly the same as Lu Xiaowu, and get along with each other, but she didn't expect to get this unexpected news.

Han Lian felt that in order to attract the crown prince to the world, she needed to know more and make friends with this mortal Xiao Wu.

Thinking of this, Han Lian secretly waved her sleeves, and there was an extra cloth bag in her palm, and as the cloth bag opened, the pomegranate-flavored cake fragrance suddenly attracted Xiao Wu's eyes from the moon.

"Xiao Wu, you taste, I made the dim sum"

Xiao Wu raised her eyes and saw Han Lian's friendly and friendly smile, but she always felt that there was a faint melancholy and sadness between her eyebrows.

Yes, how can a happy person wander alone in the middle of this cold night?

A sense of sympathy for the same disease surged into Xiao Wu's heart, she did not refuse Hanlian's kindness, took her favorite pomegranate cake in her last life, and took a bite of it, and was immediately surprised.

"It turns out that in this world, there is a roast rabbit better than the master...... What's this tasting?!?"

"Pomegranate shortbread, it's delicious...... Eat more."

In the last life, in the thousands of years that accompanied Lu Xiaowu, Han Lian often helped Cui'er and made pomegranate shortbread for Xiaowu to eat. Because of his love for the house and Wu, Prince Qingtian also loves to eat this bite, and unconsciously, Han Lian has become a good skill in making pomegranate shortbread.

The last time I was on the street, after seeing the reincarnated Xiao Wu, Han Lian's mood has been bad, and she was really moved by compassion, especially knowing that she was almost ruined by a master and was punished as the most lowly stool slave.

Han Lian was pulled out by the cold air for a few days, and when she came back, she found that the little girl was waiting for the plum blossoms to bloom every day, and she deliberately met when the flowers bloomed, and made pomegranate shortbread in advance.

Xiao Wu gulped down the pomegranate shortbread, with a satisfied and happy smile on her face, "Well, it's delicious!

Like water and moonlight, sitting side by side with Xiao Wu on the stone railing, Han Lian's eyes were full of love and pity, turning her head to look quietly, Xiao Wu, who was feasting, unconsciously took out a handkerchief and wiped the crumbs on the corners of her mouth.

"Xiao Wu, call me sister, okay?"

Staring at Han Lian tightly, Xiao Wu was suddenly stunned, her big black eyes flashed with starlight, and after a long time, she lowered her head and said discouragedly: "Thank you for the county lord's kindness, this is not good!"

Xiao Wu is inferior to herself, she is a slave, how can the master and the slave become friends?

Patting Xiao Wu on the shoulder, Han Lian said very seriously and sincerely: "Xiao Wu, there is nothing bad, I like Xiao Wu, I want to be Xiao Wu's good friend, the kind that lives and dies together."

It's so incredible, and so unexpected!

Originally, it was believed that under the storm and snow, the plum blossoms would not bloom, but the plum blossoms bloomed on the top of the snow, and the gray snow suddenly cleared, and the bright moon hung high, shining the sky and the earth clearly. A beautiful county lord, bringing the best pomegranate shortbread in the world, and insisting on recognizing himself as a sister, this series of good things made Xiao Wu really feel like she was in a dream......

Han Lian turned her face away and pretended to be angry, "Call my sister quickly, otherwise, I'll be angry."

Hesitation and hesitation.

Xiao Wu didn't want to have a sister who loved her, but all this came too suddenly and incredible, but seeing Han Lian's strange expression, Xiao Wu swallowed and shouted in a low voice, "Sister".

Listening to Xiao Wu, who even spoke in the same voice as in her previous life, Han Lian was a little emotional, and reached out to hug Xiao Wu, "Good Xiao Wu, you...... Suffered......".

Xiao Wu just couldn't understand why such a beautiful and respected county lord would take the initiative to recognize her as her sister? Looking at her, she seemed to know herself very well, and that sincerity didn't look like a fake.

Xiao Wu lowered her head and muttered, "I?...... Pretty good, okay, okay, don't worry".

"Good, good, good"

Han Lian said three good things in a row, remembering that she was in heaven, she really had no friends, and the flower fairies together thought she was tall and lonely, and she didn't want to associate with her, but when she was with the simple Lu Xiaowu, she felt relaxed, happy and sincere affection. The only thing she is jealous of is that Xiao Wu has taken away the love of her sweetheart, which is her bitter lovesickness, and no one can move it.

Without Lu Xiaowu, Han Lian tasted loneliness again, but in the face of this mortal little girl in front of her, can she really replace Lu Xiaowu? In fact, Han Lian already had the answer in her heart.

"No! she and Lu Xiaowu ...... There is a world of difference."

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