Chapter 23: Play Snow (1)

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Ruixue mega year.
After a heavy snow overnight, Wangjing City ushered in the new spring of Chongde for 27 years with the purest white.
Spring festival couplets on every door, red lanterns under the eaves are set against white snow. Wangjingcheng is like a blush on the cheeks of a beautiful woman, which brings the delicate and festive taste of the new wife through the door.
Since the beginning of the year together, Twelve Squares in Wangjing City have swept away the snow in front of the door and opened the city. The firecrackers sounded one after another, and the neighbors in the neighborhood congratulated each other, and the faces of men and women unknowingly overflowed with the good mood of the New Year.
The dishes of Duobao Pavilion in the south of Dongcheng are famous in Wangjing City. Master Linzhuang of the Medicine Lingzhuang came out from Duobao Pavilion for the master chef who never invited him. Since the beginning of the year together, the Duobao Pavilion has been almost full of seats. The second child drank the name of the dish incessantly, carrying a large tray of loach through the hall.
A tree of plums grows out of the window of the elegant seat on the first floor. At the table where the fragrance tempted to sit by the window, the guests pushed the window to welcome the fragrance and enjoy the plum regardless of the cold. One of the young men dressed in the Qing robe and the literati carried a bowl of hot wine and shook his head to sing a poem: "Rui Hanxiang is cold because of the wind, Mei Poxiao is cold and spring is coming. I hear the hoof coming on ice, it should be Chang Qing People are close. "
Speaking of the last sentence, he dashed toward the door with a smile. It is precisely the young man in Jinyi who is coming in.
During the other year, the young people couldn't help laughing. He stood up and greeted: "As soon as Chang Qing came, the poetry that was gradually flying away."
Chen Yu was wearing a crow-green narrow-sleeved brocade and a snow-white crane cloak. The hair was covered with a silk cap, and a black trace of gold was tied between the foreheads. He took off Helu and threw it to the close-fitting young man, Shishi, and sat down at the main table without any politeness. Contemptuously glancing at Bai Jianfei said: "When gradually flying to see me, his poetic taste has always been sour. If I don't come, his finger will be on Yuan Chong's body when I shake it."
Yuan Chong is the guardian of the capital. He has a burly figure, a strong nature, and a straightforward temperament. Among the three, his poems are the most stinky, and Bai Jianfei is often turned around and talked about harshly. He was not annoyed when he heard Chen Yu ’s words. He took a tip of hot wine and poured it into a large bowl. He drank happily and wiped the corner of his mouth. He smiled and said: "Chang Qing can be wrong today. Jian Fei will only sour you today. The Wangjing City has spread. It is said that the amount of life of the seven kings is small and mean. Hongshuzhuang deliberately let Miss Mofu fall into the water. The twelfth lunar month also caused people to do things in the fireworks, so that Miss Mofu could not live well. This year! "
Bai Jianfei laughed, sat next to Chen Yu, and said with a frown: "Now, Wang Jingcheng doesn't know how many people are looking forward to seeing Miss Mo Fu's energy saving during the Lantern Festival. Chang Qing, I heard she was only thirteen At the age of four, you look like an alluring city? "
Both of them are Chen Yu's friends who have been friends since he was a child. When the Seven Princes were young, they didn't know that the ordinary people did not know that it was unhealthy for them to be born in an official family. Years ago, I heard that Mrs. Mo had accepted a new girl, and Mo Ruofei recognized a new girl. In the 30th month of the twelfth lunar month, there was something wrong with this promising young lady lighting fireworks. The rumors are also related to Shi Yu, the son of Chen Shi. The two were more curious and looked at their friends with eager eyes.
Chen Yu drank a bowl of hot wine, turned to Yuan Chongbai Jianfei, turned his head to eat the food, and said nothing.
Seeing him like this, Bai Jianfei Yuan Chong looked at each other.
Bai Jianfei gathered his joke's heart and asked, "Chang Qing, I have no idea where the news has come from in the past three days. Have you checked?"
Chen Yu ate slowly and said: "That girl fell into the water in my hand is not false. But explosives in the fireworks secretly, almost to her life, you think I did it?"
Yuan Chong said impatiently: "I and Feifei naturally do not believe it. Isn't it an anxiety to ask you to come out? How bad is it to pass around the world? The world can't bear the girl, and the prince has to send her to Mofu. Saying that you thought about her life several times, even the incident of Tianmenguan Moruofei fell on you. "
Bai Jianfei also sighed: "You don't want her to enter the palace with justifications, we all know it. The incident that happened on the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month was spread to the public in only three days. Do n’t be off guard! "
On the thirty night of the twelfth lunar month, fireworks were stuffed with explosives and exploded, which hurt the flowers. Mo Ruofei came to the Wangfu newspaper early in the morning.
Hearing that Buqi only suffered some trauma, the Seventh Lord was not surprised, and asked the person to deliver the wound medicine. Moruofei got the compassion of the Seventh King, and he only suffered some trauma without giving up the original, and he also felt relieved. Send someone privately to visit the mastermind. Unexpectedly, it took only three days for Wangjing City to spread the story of Shizi ’s murder of Miss Mofu. The private affair of the Seven Kings and the mysterious origin of flowers have once again become a hot topic in Wangjing City.
Who is spreading rumors behind the scenes? What are the stakes in provoking the relationship between Mofu and Wangfu? Chen Yu's face grew darker, his eyes deep in thought.
The corner of the bamboo curtain on the second floor of Duobao Pavilion was gently lifted. Behind the curtain stood a woman dressed in a pink peach-colored skirt. He is in his early twenties in his thirties. The skin is white like snow, the eyebrows are long mountains, and the thin waist is not enough to hold. The fingers that lifted the bamboo curtain were slender, just like the first orchid. Although wearing a gorgeous dress, still can not conceal Qing Li as Qiu Yue Jiao Jiao's dignity.
She looked at the back of Chen Yu and Xiao Shi Ashi riding horses downstairs and smiled lightly. She muttered to herself: "Seven Kings, can you guess what chess I want to play next in Mingyue Mountain Villa?"
The voice is charming, with thousands of styles.
She lowered the bamboo curtain and slowly returned to the room to lean on the soft couch. Pick up the embroidered fabric shelved on the couch. A magnolia brocade stretched into the bamboo stripe. A picture of Pinghu Mingyue is almost finished. The bright moon hangs high, and the lake's blue waves glow with silvery white light. In the quiet and tranquil scenery of Qingling, a lone goose flew in desolation, with branches and arrows in its neck, and the red blood fell like rain, which was terrifying.
The door of the cabin squeaked open and walked into a young man with a small face and a thin face. He walked to the woman and whispered the report: "Madam, the carriage is ready."
Liu Mingyue was unheard of, and embroidered slowly. Withdrawing the last needle, the tip of the needle pierced into the finger, making a drop of blood. She pressed her hand into the neck of the lone goose, which was dyed red instantly. She took out the brocade with satisfaction and looked at it, putting it into a delicate box. Only then stood up and said lazily: "The last one. Brent, the Lantern Festival lights have been made this year?"
Heyan took the box in her hand and reverently replied: "It's all done, it's the only one in the hands of his wife."
Liu Mingyue smiled gently: "This year's Lantern Festival, my Baiyue Lantern in Mingyue Mountain Villa will surely be able to take the top spot."
The charming voice brought out a haze. She walked slowly towards the door, and the black eagle quickly put her on the crane. Liu Mingyue fastened her ties and wore a top hat to cover her face. She took Brent goose down the stairs from the back and got into the carriage.
Do not abandon following the nine beggars when you were young, working a little bit bigger in the vegetable garden of Yaolingzhuang to get a healthy body. The bruises hit by the copper coins got used to it within two days, and they wanted to go out after quarreling.
Linggutang's fourth maid said she would not let her go out. Qinger didn't give up on depression, so she said to Ling Gu: "If the lady is panicking, let's play with a snowman in the yard? Wouldn't it be out of the yard."
Don't give up and don't want to make trouble in Tiangong. Hearing a snowman, his eyes were already longing for hope.
The maidservant took the Linggu as the leader. She thought about it and took the lambskin gloves and deerskin boots. She put on a dogskin hat again, and surrounded her with a sternness. Then she greeted the honeysuckle, Xiu Chuntang, Qiuqiu and others into the yard.
The snow was thicker than a foot away from the box, and the four maid held the broom shovel to make snow. Laughing aloud: "Wait until you shovel snow to make me see what's the fun? I will do it myself!"
Not waiting for everyone to stop, she grabbed a shovel and strode to the lake to shovel fresh snow. There was a lot of white gas in his mouth, his small face was red with cold, and his eyes gradually glowed.
Lonicera couldn't help but say, "At this time, it is very cute to see the young lady."
Qinger smiled and said: "I also shovel snow!"
Xiu Chuntang Qiu Lengdong and Qing'er are about the same age. The four of them threw their tongues out at the dignified standing aunt, and ran towards the broom shovel.
Everyone was united, and within half an hour a snowman was piled up by the lake. He didn't give up and laughed. He drew a few narcissus from the lake and planted it on top of the snowman's head.
Qinger brought two briquettes to the snowman's face and clapped with a smile and said, "Just talk!"
I did not give up admiring the snowman's green hair and thought for a while, "Is it possible to make some red plums to make a mouth?"
Her eyes glanced at Lamei in the corner of the yard, and she couldn't help but think of Lian Yike. He really disappeared like this, will she see him again? Who is this mysterious guy? In front of him, it seemed that he was staring at the moon again. Do not give up looking at plum blossoms and said with a smile: "You can also use Lamei. I'll go!"
Without waiting for their reaction, they did not abandon the plum tree that had run to the plum tree, and jumped up to pick the plum tree. Stepping on the thin ice by the water, she fell to the ground squeakingly, and she grinned and sat on the snow.
In this way, you do n’t want to think about anything, so she is just the young lady who was raised by Shen Fu. Let her be crazy wildly! Not smirking at the blue sky.
"Miss! Are you falling?" The four maid came over in panic.
He didn't give up patting his and got up, pinched Tuanxue to Xiuchun and threw it over, shouting in his mouth: "Play snowball fight, let's play snowball fight! Qing'er, let's both!
Ling Gu sighed with a smile, and said with a loud voice: "Lignon, you come to help me prepare the clothes to be changed. After a while, when the lady is having fun, she will change it!"
With her approval, the four yelled and opened in the courtyard.
Do not give up the head once with a playmate, excitedly holding Xue chasing Xiu Chun and Tang Qiu fight.
The plum fragrance of Xianhua floats in a dark fragrance, and the clear laughter floats in the air across the courtyard wall.
Mo Ruofei accompanied Chen Yu before he entered the courtyard, he heard bursts of screams and laughter. Hearing the sound of not giving up, Moruo Fei smiled indulgently: "If you don't give up this girl, it will turn upside down."
As he said, Pengxue threw at them. Chen Yu grinned with one hand to separate the snowballs. In the astounding eyes of the four girls in the yard, his legs shoveled onto the snow and his palms were shot. Bai Xueru falls towards them without throwing them away. The unprepared four were instantly beaten, their faces covered.
"Revenge!" Do not give up on Xing's head, wiped the snow from his face, shouted, shoved the shovel on the ground to shovel the snow, and threw it to Moruofei and Chen Yu.
"Shizi, my elder brother naturally refuses to make my sister lose. Take one enemy five, you are careful." Moruo Fei said aloud, walked sternly to her side, squeezed her eyes and said: "Girls, follow I meet the enemy! "
Do not give up a happy palm and shouted: "Go!"
When the three maids saw the young master supporting his back, his courage was also strong, and he winked at each other. He lowered his head and held the snow and threw it to Chen Yu first.
Chen Yu laughed and said, "Catch the thief first and capture the king first. Mo Gongzi will take care of your little sister!" Outside.
Moruofei was not in a hurry. He took the shovel in his hand and stroked the ground. The soft new snow immediately turned into a snow wall in front of him.
The two used martial arts and did not intend to hurt anyone. The snow and mist in the Lingbo Pavilion were falling down. Chen Yu's eyes were only on the dog fur hat he didn't abandon, and he planned to catch it as a shield. He didn't care about the attack of the four slaves.
The scene instantly became an eagle catching a chick. Not giving up giggling and hiding behind Moruofei, from time to time stealing a ball of snow and throwing it.
When Moruo Fei shoveled up another puff of snow, Qinger whispered close to Bufei, "Miss, borrow your hat."
With a thief smile in her mouth, she glanced in the direction of Chen Yu. Without giving up his mind, he would take off his hat and buckle on Qinger's head, turning over and leaving Mo Ruofei.
Smart girl! Moruofei glanced at Qing'er admiringly, quickly blocking her body, leaving her only showing her head wearing a dogskin hat. He gestured slowly, deliberately exposed a flaw, let Chen Yu flash over, grabbed Qing'er.
"Oh, I have a shield here, and I am not obediently standing to let this world throw a happy!" Chen Yu grabbed Qing'er's shoulder to block it, and frowned.
At this moment, Qing'er turned quickly, his hands clenched tightly and Chen Yu shouted, "Miss, I'm entangled in the world, fight!"
Chen Yu froze for a moment, Mo Ruofei and Do not give up laughed, Xue Xue head covered Chen Yu.
"A good golden cicada unshelled! I admit defeat! Admit defeat!" Qinger hugged tightly, and Chen Yu was inconvenient to use force to throw a little maidservant into the air.
The moment the snow mass flew over, Qinger suddenly had to let go of his hand, his hands clasped his head to hide. Chen Yu was willing to let her run away, picked up Qing'er and stood in front of him and laughed: "There is a pretty girl to accompany, and it's not wrong to lose!"
Having said that, when the snow hit it, she turned her body and protected her in her arms. He was beaten upright.
Seeing Chen Yu's embarrassed face covered with snow powder, he clapped and clapped with a smug smile: "Brother Shan, we can't beat it!"
Moruo Fei's heart jumped, his face gradually changed, his body was agitated, and a chill came deep in his heart. Not to give up the laughter with the girls, but he seemed to be far away from this world. He could n’t see Mofu, he could n’t see the existence of the Seventh Prince, and slowly turned his head and asked,
What did you just call me? What did you say just now?

What did she say just now? She called him brother? Woke up without giving up a joke. She tried to answer in a normal way, her head buzzing early. His face was still perfect, but his eyes showed her familiar violence.
No shaking hands and feet, cold body. Did he recognize her? Can she recognize her by calling her brother? The hot sweat of her body instantly became cold, and her clothes were wet on her body, and her heart was cold. She would never recognize him, never! Don't give up and twist your thighs secretly, and the big tears fall down. Despite her fear, she screamed out loudly, "I, I called you Mountain ... Brother Shan. I shouted, was it wrong? Brother, don't scare me. It's not you who let me Am I shouting? "
"Is Sister Chen's boiled milk noodle soup delicious?" Mo Ruofei stared at the frightened face lightly and said something inexplicable.
One sentence merges time and space, evoking memories that are not abandoned.