It was already dark, and the snow bent the branches, swaying, and swaying in the cold wind.

The young woman closed the window and looked at the old man who had sent the person away.

The old man shook his head and said softly, "Madame, rest early, don't be tired." ”

The young woman shook her head lightly and smiled reluctantly, "Winber, go and rest, I will take care of this child." ”

The old man's brows furrowed suddenly, "Madam, if you are tired, the old man from the general can't afford it." ”

The young woman sighed, "You know I won't be able to last a few days, and I don't want to see anyone die in front of me." ”

The old man's face was gloomy, "Since this young man can't be saved, let the lady worry about it, it's better for the old man to throw him out." ”

The woman slammed the table, "How dare you!"

The old man was silent.

The woman exhaled, held her forehead for a long time, and said softly, "Wen Bo, you should accumulate yin virtue for Xun'er, you go down." ”

The old man grimaced, turned and opened the door to leave.

The woman got up and went to the bed, wiped the boy's hands with a hot towel, put the hot towel on the boy's forehead, and sighed, "How can such a good child suffer such a great sin." ”

The boy on the bed frowned slightly.

The woman thought she was dazzled, and couldn't help blinking.

The boy frowned again, his eyelids quivering slightly.

The woman's face was overjoyed, and she hurriedly shouted, "Child, child!"

There was a soft thud, and something slammed open the window and slipped in.

"Ma'am. Wimber's anxious voice followed.

"It's all right, Wember. The woman looked at the little white bird that ran into the house and was a little surprised.

Wen Bo's voice calmed down, "Madam, is it convenient for the old man to go in and have a look?"

The woman trotted to close the window, bolted it on, and ran to open the door again, gasping for breath, and rejoicing, "Winber, the boy is awake." ”

Wen Bo frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Old man, go and take a look." ”

The woman nodded, leaning over and inviting him in.

Wember looked around the room before he looked at the boy on the bed, who still had his eyes closed, and showed no sign of sobriety, except for a small white bird at the head of the bed.

The woman explained, "It was this little thing that came in directly against the window, and it must have been the child's pet. ”

Wember nodded, checked the young man's pulse, still the same as before, frowned, and glanced at the woman.

The woman also frowned, and finally smiled with relief, "Maybe I fell asleep again, I just woke up." ”

Wen Bo nodded, "Or the old man will take care of him." ”

The woman smiled, "I'm in love with this child, I'll take care of it, by the way, don't lose that sword, and when they wake up, they will return him." ”

Seeing that the woman was rarely in a good mood, Wen Bo hesitated and nodded, "The old man is next door, and the lady will call if she has something." ”

"Hmm. The woman answered softly.

There was nothing unusual about the night except for the wind and snow.

The woman slept very lightly, listening to the wind outside, and worried about the safety of the children around her, she almost didn't sleep all night, and her face inevitably became a little paler when she went out the next morning.

Because the snow hasn't stopped, yesterday's guests have been trapped here, and there is a little hustle and bustle downstairs.

Wen Bo looked upstairs, his brows couldn't help frowning a little, and he turned to the woman behind him and said, "Madam, you might as well call the food to the house to eat." ”

The woman was looking at the white bird on her shoulder, her eyes were a little happy and curious, she wanted to touch it but didn't dare, a little girlish and coquettish. This little thing was hiding from her last night, but today it is so close to her, and she smiled when she heard this, "It's okay." ”

She turned and returned to her room.

Wimber, however, felt something, and jerked downstairs.

At the corner table there were two women dressed in white, both of whom looked up slightly, their eyes clearly on the woman.

Wen Bo snorted, went downstairs and asked the shopkeeper for breakfast, gave the two men a warning look, and turned to go upstairs.

It's just that the two people at the corner table don't care, one of them is an innate realm, and they are afraid of the threat of others, which is really ridiculous.

The two people at the corner table were about to leave after eating, after all, the wind and snow had little impact on them, but now they changed their minds, threw a silver ingot to the shopkeeper, and returned upstairs again.

The wind and snow did not stop until late in the evening.

The woman was in a hurry to leave, after all, Huaiming City was not a big city, and medicine was very limited, and the young man she picked up halfway was more and more dangerous, and she was really afraid that she would die like this in the past two days.

Wen Bo could not resist the woman, and went out to look at the road, and the snow was so thick that the carriage and horses could not walk for a while, and he had to delay at least a day.

When the woman heard this, she clenched her silver teeth, but she could do nothing but give up.

It was still the woman who took care of the boy that night.

Dead.

After the snow, the cold wind became more and more bitter, making a sound similar to that of a ghost, and the woman slept very unsteadily.

At this moment, there was a soft sound from the window.

The woman opened her eyes and turned her head to see a slender dark figure slipping into the room at great speed.

"Who?" she subconsciously snorted.

It's just that in the next moment, she only felt a numbness in the back of her neck, and she lost consciousness.

With a muffled bang, Uncle Wen crashed in directly, "Little thief, look for death!"

A short knife shot over in an instant.

A clink.

There was a cold light and a short knife that could be separated by a touch, and the figure escaped from the room in an instant.

Wen Bo chased to the window, looked around, found no figure, looked at the window bolt, and couldn't help but alarm in his heart, and hurriedly went to check the woman's situation, and found that she was only knocked unconscious and did not hurt her life, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still gloomy.

It's not because of Madame, but for whom?

He turned his head to look at the sleeping boy on the bed, and then at Shiratori, a look of gloom flashing in his eyes.

Shiratori glanced at the old man and grunted.

......

Put on the bolt and light the lamp.

The candle flame flickered, illuminating two equally cold and beautiful faces.

"It was indeed him in the room. Su Xue frowned lightly and said, "But he is seriously injured and should not move." ”

Cold Frost's face was slightly gloomy, "However, you alarmed them. ”

Su Xuening's face was also not good-looking, "I didn't expect that person to be so alert, it's my fault." ”

"Let's go find them tomorrow. "Cold Frost Cold, proposed.

"Do you need to notify the others?" Su Xuening hesitated.

"Don't do it yet, Childe's situation is unknown now, if he is found by someone with a heart, we can't deal with it. Leng Shuanghan said decisively.

Su Xuening became more and more hesitant, "However, I am not sure about that person." ”

Cold Frost's face became colder and colder, "This time we were reckless." ”

Su Xuening nodded and sighed, "Let's take a step at a time, at least the rolling flotsam is here, it should be able to protect the son." ”

Cold Frost fell silent.

Su Xuening also stopped talking.

The wind was howling outside the window, there was silence all around, and the two pretty faces were full of sadness under the candlelight.