Upon hearing this, Ji Xingzhi lowered her eyes to look at the palace maid kneeling at her feet, then glanced at the other palace maids who dared not move. She couldn't help but smile. This palace maid was quite courageous. "What's your name?" Ji Xingzhi asked on a whim. The palace maid lowered her head and replied, "Your Majesty, my name is Wu Jiang." "Wu Jiang? Did you say Wu?" Ji Xingzhi, for some reason, suddenly struck up a small conversation with this courageous palace maid. The maid replied, "No, it's just that I loved eating ginger as a child. I have no relatives or friends, and no surname, so my fellow beggars just called me Wu Jiang." Ji Xingzhi frowned slightly, "What kind of name is that?" Before the maid could reply, Xiao Moyan suddenly stopped and turned, frowning slightly. "Your Majesty, don't want to leave?" Ji Xingzhi snapped back to her senses and smiled, "No." She paused, looking at Wu Jiang, who was kneeling beside her. With a faint smile, she said, "Stand up, help me." Wu Jiang paused slightly and said, "Yes." Wu Jiang, who had been bowing his head, stood up and reached out to support Ji Xingzhi's right arm. With Wu Jiang's support, Ji Xingzhi managed to keep up with Xiao Moyan, and they walked for a while in Shaohua Palace. As they walked, snow suddenly began to fall. The snow had arrived so suddenly, and Ji Xingzhi looked up at the sky, a sea of white. Snowflakes landed on her face, transforming into water droplets that slowly slid down her fair cheeks. Xiao Moyan suddenly reached out and put his arm around Ji Xingzhi's shoulders, holding her left arm with one hand. He said to Wu Jiang, "Go back and get an umbrella." Wu Jiang was slightly startled at this, and for the first time, she looked up and gazed at Ji Xingzhi, as if to ask her what she meant. Ji Xingzhi was slightly surprised to see that there were maids in the palace that the emperor's uncle couldn't control. Looking at Wu Jiang in front of her, Ji Xingzhi nodded thoughtfully. With bright eyes, white teeth, and delicate eyebrows, Wu Jiang's face was quite good-looking, even comparable to some ladies from wealthy families, though her background was more humble. Ji Xingzhi pulled her arm out of Wu Jiang's grasp and said with a faint smile, "Go." "As you wish." Wu Jiang placed her hand on her stomach, bowed slightly, and withdrew. With Wu Jiang's departure, Ji Xingzhi and Xiao Moyan were the only ones left. It was still snowing. Ji Xingzhi stretched out her right hand to catch the snow. Watching the snowflakes in her hand turning into water droplets at a speed visible to the naked eye, Ji Xingzhi said thoughtfully, "It's almost February, and I thought it wouldn't snow anymore..." Xiao Moyan looked at Ji Xingzhi's hand. It was surprisingly soft, and her arms were too thin to be a man's. Her shoulders were not broad, but rather delicate like... a woman's. "Uncle, how long will this snow last?" Ji Xingzhi suddenly turned around and looked up at Xiao Moyan. Their eyes suddenly met, and those ink-black eyes made Ji Xingzhi's heart tremble. Ji Xingzhi was slightly startled and subconsciously said something stupid: "Uncle, what are you looking at?" As soon as the words came out, Ji Xingzhi almost couldn't help but want to slap herself. Was she stupid! Of course he was looking at her! At this time, she should be looking at the uncle with affection! It's a scene often broadcast in TV dramas. The male and female protagonists look at each other like this, and then kiss each other! Thinking of this, Ji Xingzhi was really regretful!
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