Emperor Qingwu and Jiang Liu looked at each other secretly, and Jiang Yun and Jiang Xuan also smiled again in an instant and continued to chat and laugh with several ministers.
But Jiang Xuan was talking to the minister in front of her.
My heart felt as if it was pressed by a huge rock, heavy.
Jiang Yun took the time to look at her, and immediately noticed something from her somewhat strange smile.
It seems that the fourth sister can also hear Huanhuan's thoughts.
Jiang Yun felt relieved.
Jiang Huan couldn't sit still any longer, so she put on her cloak and slipped out through the side door.
She didn't notice that not long after she left, Fu Yanjing, who was sitting in the men's seat, whispered a few words to the guard behind him, and the guard immediately pushed him out through another side door.
"Master, where are we going?"
Fu Yanjing looked at the snowy scene and casually said, "Just take a walk."
"yes."
The guard looked puzzled.
He really couldn't understand why his master didn't stay in the warm hall to talk and drink tea with Rong Langjun in such a cold day.
It's freezing and snowy but I have to go out to feel the cold wind.
As for the snow scene, it happens every year. It's nothing special and naturally there's nothing beautiful to see.
It is said that his master came back from Rong Langjun's house last time.
I always like to stare at one place in a daze, sometimes with a frown on my face, and sometimes with a relaxed look and a smile on my face as I look out the window at the white space.
If he had not been with his master since he was a child and knew him, he would have thought that his master had suddenly become a different person.
"Liu Mo, that one is good, fold that one."
The master and servant walked along.
Suddenly, a clear and pleasant female voice came from a distance, and Fu Yanjing raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
In the plum garden before my eyes, plum blossoms are everywhere on the branches of the plum trees, some in bud, some in full bloom, competing for beauty.
In the plum garden.
A lady in a red cloak was holding a gorgeous red plum blossom in her hand, and was enthusiastically directing people to pick a beautiful plum blossom from a branch.
Her face was filled with a cheerful smile, and with the red plum blossom in her hand and the red cloak she was wearing, she looked radiant and sparkling.
For a moment, Fu Yanjing felt that all the beauties in the garden were not as beautiful as her happy smile.
“Stop.”
The wheelchair stopped immediately, and Fu Yanjing looked at Jiang Huan in the plum garden without blinking.
This is, I don’t know how many times this has happened.
His heart was moved by her again and again.
The strange throbbing feeling in his heart made him addicted little by little, and he enjoyed it little by little.
The young man's dark blue eyelashes drooped, and the warm sun shone on his face, casting a shadow under his eyelids.
The white cat in his arms turned over, and its beautiful golden cat eyes met Fu Yanjing's dark eyes.
"Meow~~"
An idea suddenly occurred to him, so he patted the cat's head and put it on the snow.
"Meow~~"
The frozen white cat kept moving its two little feet.
He called out to his master in grievance and was about to jump onto his lap.
Then he heard his master's cold voice, "Xiao Hei, go over there."
This cat was picked up by Fu Yanjing. It is very human-like. It can understand what Fu Yanjing says and only listens to him.
"Meow~" Xiao Hei's cry was full of reluctance.
But after looking at its owner who was staring at it, it had no choice but to endure the discomfort of its frozen feet and ran quickly towards the plum garden.
It ran while meowing sadly, as if it wanted to vent all its dissatisfaction.
A slight smile appeared on Fu Yanjing's lips, but it disappeared in an instant.
"Let's go over there."
"Oh, okay." The guard looked at his master's actions in confusion.
After hearing the instructions, he hurriedly pushed his wheelchair in another direction.
"Meow~Meow~" the sound of cats' meowing was heard.
Jiang Huan turned her head and saw a snow-white cat shivering from the cold not far from her.
If it weren't for the pair of beautiful big golden eyes still blinking, Jiang Huan wouldn't be able to see it in the white sky.
"Hey, where did the cat come from?"
Jiang Huan felt sorry for the little guy and quickly walked forward to pick him up.
When she touched it, she found that its body was warm, except for its four little feet which were a little cold. It was not shivering from the cold as she saw.
"You little thing, you are quite an actor."
"Meow~~" Xiao Hei called flatteringly and nestled directly into Jiang Huan's arms and refused to come out.
"Liu Mo, is there any servant in the palace who has a cat?"
Liu Mo was holding a lot of freshly picked plum blossoms in her hands. She had been staring at the white cat and then turned to look at Jiang Huan.
"Your Highness, there is no royal servant in the palace who keeps a cat. This cat seems to be supporting the prince."
Her prince had just been at the table, and from time to time he couldn't help but glance at Fu Shizi, so she naturally also paid some attention to Fu Shizi.
When Fu Shizi came, she could clearly see that there was a white cat lying on his legs.
It's very similar to the current one.
Jiang Huan was stunned and paused in stroking the white cat.
Is this Fu Yanjing’s cat?
"These plum blossoms are enough. Let's go back."
She walked towards the direction where the cat came from, wanting to see if she could meet the heroine's white moonlight, the unique and handsome Fu Shizi.
Jiang Huan couldn't explain what was going on in her mind.
Perhaps it was because of the other person's face that was extremely familiar to her, or perhaps it was the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows that was so familiar to her that her soul, bones and blood trembled.
Her feelings towards Fu Yanjing were very complicated, so complicated that she herself couldn't figure out what the vague emotion deep in her heart was.
Jiang Huan walked while stroking the cat in her arms.
Those sparkling peach blossom eyes looked into the distance, searching for the figure that they had caught a glimpse of briefly at the table.
"Gurgle gurgle..." The sound of a wheelchair was heard.
Jiang Huan looked towards the source of the sound.
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