Qinglou Plum Courtyard, the night is silent in the snow.

The lotus flame lantern on the corridor is half a zhang, reflecting the corridor brightly, like the Milky Way falling from the sky to the world.

At that time, Dump Junmo was already drunk, but he was still awake with the light and dust, the moon was shining in the snow outside the window, and Su porcelain poured three glasses of wine.

A cup of red dust, you know that the fate is shallow and deep.

A cup of resignation, but I see madness.

A cup of Bodhi, but the Zen heart can't afford it.

So, he messed up the rosary, put on his robe, dotted the ring scar, and hid the manzhu flower in his sleeve.

Sitting in front of the window watching the snow fall, time ticking, he was waiting for the dawn, and he was waiting for parting.

At this time, Huaxin is ready to die with Shuyi, as long as he dares to go too far, she will bite him to death......

Unexpectedly, Shuyi stopped at a glance, pecked her on the lips, slid from her to the side in an orderly manner, carefully hugged her into his arms, and fell asleep with her in his arms.

She arched back and forth in his arms, trying to keep her distance from him, but she couldn't escape his confinement.

Shuyi was awakened by her, squinted and asked, "Why are you uncomfortable?

"I didn't ...... I didn't ......" The painting heart was stunned for a moment, and immediately did not dare to move.

Shuyi buried his head in her neck, as if he was extremely sleepy, and fell asleep again, the warmth of his snort on the side of her ear, unspeakably quiet and gentle.

The painting thought to herself, it turns out that this nerd is also tired, it must be that he has not rested for the past few days, and suddenly she has a soft guilt in her heart.

Her heart was pounding, and she hung two more watches, and she finally couldn't stay up and fell asleep.

Fortunately, the night was uneventful.

The next day, the wind and snow did not stop, but the sun came out.

It was another vision from heaven.

The painting heart twisted his eyebrows and pondered, what kind of important person and what important thing can make the sun and the moon shine together?

After breakfast, Shuyi came to urge her to go on the road.

The wind and snow on the mountain are very big, the snow is falling down, the wind is also cold and swishing, as soon as you go out, it is a chill to the bone, it is really a day that is not suitable for travel, it seems that the god intends to keep people from leaving.

The people who saw them off outside the Qinglou stood on the full stairs, and persuaded them that it was better to rest for a few more days and wait for the snowstorm to pass before leaving.

Shuyi only said "it's okay", and hugged her down the mountain, she looked around and looked, and the crowd was bustling, and she didn't see the light and dust.

Although she didn't say anything, Shuyi could see the clue from her smoky red peach blossom eyes.

Huaxin turned back three times step by step, really looking reluctant, Shuyi's thin lips hooked slightly, "What, what else does the princess have unfulfilled wishes?"

"It's gone. Huaxin remembered what He Guang Tongchen said last night, "Say goodbye, may it be indefinite", and slowly turned his head, "Let's go." ”

The carriage stopped at the bottom of the mountain, they could have taken the wind or the sword down the mountain, and no matter how bad it was, they could have ridden the white tiger, but Huaxin insisted on walking step by step, and Shuyi had no choice but to take her hand and accompany her step by step.

When she walked down the high steps of the Qing Tower, a long and thin figure walked out of the Qing Building, wearing a robe, holding Buddhist beads, condescending, and her eyes followed her step by step through the road where she came, until her figure became a slender one.

He Guang Tongchen lowered his eyes lightly, and the flying snow covered him layer after layer, but he didn't move, like a Buddha sculpture, and the people around him looked at him curiously.