On December 27, the eighth year of the Xuanli reign, the first snow since the beginning of winter fell in Nanjing, the capital of the country.

The falling snow covered the huge city of Jinling in silver, and the Fu Mansion in Shangjing also became picturesque in the snow.

Fu Xiaoguan sat in Taoranting and looked at the Xuanwu Lake covered with snow, feeling quite emotional.

It has been more than seven months since I came to this world. It is not a long time, but I have done a lot of things.

Xishan is getting better and better. Except for the research and development of firearms, which has just started, the other products have begun to be launched on the market. From now on, these seemingly simple things will bring him huge wealth.

After a year of construction next year, Fenglin Mountain will become the second Xishan Villa, and even more important.

Now he has his own army. Although it is still in the early stages of growth, his future is promising. This is one of the capitals for his survival.

Then he had two stunning beauties, a Jinshi degree, and a fifth-rank unofficial official.

Everything seems to be beautiful, but this beauty is like the heavy snow, which looks pure white on the surface. However, Fu Xiaoguan knows the danger hidden beneath this beautiful appearance.

He handed Lin Hong over to Su Mo and secretly sent her to a place no one would ever think of.

She must live now because she... knows too much!

The wind blew, and snowflakes drifted into Taoranting and fell on Fu Xiaoguan's face, feeling a little cold.

Chunxiu ran over with a heater in her hand, stamped her feet, and complained, "Master, you're running here in such a cold weather. What if you get frozen?"

Fu Xiaoguan chuckled and said, "Your young master is not that weak."

"When I left, Master told me over and over again that Jinling is much colder than Linjiang, and that I must take good care of you... What if you catch a cold? How am I going to explain it to Master?"

"Okay, okay, this stove is great. Let's put it here. It's been a while since I've seen snow. I want to take a good look."

Chunxiu thought about it and decided to stew a pot of ginseng and old hen soup for the young master to nourish him, so she returned to the yard. Fu Xiaoguan moved the stove to his feet, thinking that if he baked some sweet potatoes on it, it would definitely taste good.

Not long after, Dong Shulan came in wearing a white mink fur coat, holding a flowery paper umbrella, and covered in snow. Fu Xiaoguan looked at her and was stunned.

Her long black hair flutters in the wind, and her white clothes are whiter than snow, as if a fairy from the painting has flown to the human world.

As I got closer, I saw that pretty face was as red as a blooming peony, and the eyes on that face were so watery that they seemed to be rippling with endless waves.

Fu Xiaoguan stood up and walked over. Dong Shulan dropped the colorful paper umbrella in her hand and ran towards him, with undisguised joy on her face, as if she had been waiting for a thousand years.

She threw herself into Fu Xiaoguan's arms. Fu Xiaoguan picked her up and spun her around a few times in the snow. It wasn't very agile, but it seemed like the most beautiful dance.

Dong Shulan hooked one arm around Fu Xiaoguan's neck, the blush on her face became even more charming, and her eyes became more intoxicated, as hazy as the lake in the wind and snow.

There is silence here.

A piece of snow fell between her eyebrows, and a mouth rested between her lips.

I slowly closed my eyes and finally felt at peace.

…

"For more than a month... Wenjun and I often come here. Well, we also often sit in Taoranting and talk about business and your things." Dong Shulan sat by the fire, the blush on her face had not faded, and it became more beautiful under the firelight, which made Fu Xiaoguan's heart flutter - this little girl is so annoying, what should he do?

Dong Shulan looked up at Fu Xiaoguan's burning gaze and rolled her eyes at him. "Didn't my uncle and the others say they were coming to the capital together? Why aren't they here? You're in Linjiang, are you all right?"

This is really terrible! Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath and said, "Because my five mothers are all pregnant, they can't stand the hardship of traveling. I think... after the New Year, I will ask my father to send someone to your family to propose marriage. What do you think?"

Dong Shulan immediately lowered her head, biting her lip lightly, her long eyelashes fluttering, her voice so soft it was barely audible, "It would be best if it were next year; it would be too rushed after the New Year. My father hasn't objected, but mother still has some concerns. After you left, Her Royal Highness the Princess came to our house and praised you. I believe she understands what Her Royal Highness means."

Fu Xiaoguan nodded. "I'm really anxious about this. I want to visit your parents during the Chinese New Year and talk to them face to face. I haven't met my mother-in-law yet, so she definitely doesn't know how handsome I am, right? If she likes me after we meet, then we can be together."

Dong Shulan glanced up at Fu Xiaoguan and said, "How about you... Wait for my news on this matter. The court will be closed tomorrow. I will talk to my father about it tonight to see what he thinks."

Fu Xiaoguan grabbed Dong Shulan's hand and grinned foolishly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Shulan, I really want to get married."

"I, actually, I want to too."

Fu Xiaoguan hugged Dong Shulan in his arms, and his evil hands moved violently. The place was beautiful and boundless, as if thousands of peach trees were in full bloom.

Ten thousand words are omitted here.

The panting gradually subsided, and Dong Shulan's breath was as fragrant as orchid, as if she had experienced a violent storm.

This is the most wonderful step that people look forward to when love is deep and wine is in high spirits, and all that is missing is that final touching joy.

"You bad guy! Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Look, with the curtains full of snow and wind, how could anyone see us? Besides... we are so secretive."

Dong Shulan bit her lip and glared at Fu Xiaoguan, "This is just once. You are not allowed to touch me again before we get married!"

Fu Xiaoguan touched his nose and chuckled as he uttered a poem:

I advise you not to be stingy with your golden embroidered clothes,

I advise you to cherish your youth.

Flowers in bloom must be picked.

Don’t wait until there are no flowers left to break the branches.

Dong Shulan's beautiful eyes immediately turned to look at Fu Xiaoguan tenderly, her heart beating wildly. Just because of this poem she spoke casually, she was going to be bullied by him for the rest of her life.

"I don't really have any big ambitions. I used to think I'd just live a peaceful life as a small landowner by the river, and I still think so now. Until I met you, and then I met Wen Yun. I think I should work harder. Even if I'm just a small landowner, I want to be a free and unrestrained small landowner."

"If you want to live a carefree life, you must have the capital to do so. So, following the court's investigation into corruption, I came to Shangjing. For the next, not too long, I will basically stay in Shangjing. I will work hard to be an official, a good official, a high-ranking official, the kind that can protect our family."

"Then... I'll resign from that position and spend time with you admiring the flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, the cool breeze in summer, and the snow in winter. This is the life I want to pursue, and it will make my life worthwhile."