When Feng Huaiji was on duty, Yu Wu would bring Feng Huaiqi to accompany her. Guan would also come over to sit with her from time to time. The married Feng Hanwan and Feng Hanfu would also come to visit her when they were free.
There was a heavy snowfall in winter, and the snow was falling like goose feathers.
When Feng Huaiji came back from work, he saw his beloved little girl lying in front of the windowsill. She was wrapped in a white fluffy jacket and had not done her makeup, just like when he came back in the morning to have dinner with her. She was looking at him with a smile.
Feng Huaiji walked up to her and kissed her slightly cool forehead across the windowsill. Having just returned from the snow, his lips were cooler than her cheeks.
"What is the lady doing?"
"Listen to the snow." She kissed back, "Dense snow in winter is good, with the sound of breaking jade."
Feng Huaiji rubbed her head and said, "It's also good to sit around the stove and make tea and chat with your spouse in the winter."
He turned and went into the house, untied his cloak, and after the coldness was warmed off by the stove beside the door, he walked to her, picked her up, and closed the window.
"How long have you been here? Be careful of the cold."
"Soon, thinking you would be back soon, I opened the window and waited for you."
Feng Huaiji's heart was soft, and he kissed her cheek, "It is also suitable to roast food and eat Bo Xia Gong in winter. How about going back to the mansion to roast food tomorrow, and then going to the palace to eat Bo Xia Gong with father the day after tomorrow?"
"OK."
After dinner, Feng Huaiji held her in his arms and lay on the couch by the fire, reading to her. Tea was boiling on the stove and her favorite pastries were baking by the fire.
Outside the window there was the sound of howling cold wind and falling snow.
When she felt sleepy, he carried her to wash up, and then hugged her to sleep. She hugged his waist habitually, found a comfortable position in his arms and closed her eyes.
Feng Huaiji held her cheek and kissed the corner of her lips, "Jiaojiao, I love you."
She opened her eyes and kissed him generously on the lips, "I love you, too."
The years pass by and time flies.
Feng Huaiji asked Feng Huaiyan to send the old lady and Feng Hanyin to Huai'en Temple. King Gao Xin fell from power ahead of time, which changed Yu Yingyue's future destiny. Her future life was smooth and easy.
The old lady was lonely and helpless. Apart from Feng Yan, no one visited her. Feng Hanyin married out of the capital and lived a neither good nor bad life.
The little kid who always came to stick to Yu Yingyue grew up. Although he looked stupid, he was actually very smart. He entered the officialdom and rose rapidly.
He got married and had children, and often brought his wife and children to visit his elder sister.
Feng Huaiji was promoted from the vice-minister of the Ministry of Justice to the minister, and then to the grand tutor. He became a powerful official and could handle important matters in the court with ease.
But when he returns to the mansion, he will put aside all his sharpness and depth, look for the figure of his sweetheart in the mansion, and hold her in his arms.
From youth to old age, he gently coaxed her to sleep every night.
Likewise, coax her with all your heart and be tender and caring to her till death.
His sweetheart has always been easy to coax and soft-hearted.
Feng Huaiji couldn't help kissing her countless times. He kissed away the tears from her eyes during countless intimate nights and coaxed her again and again.
After kissing, she would sometimes say that his heartbeat was too loud, but she would never tire of resting her head on his chest and falling asleep listening to his heartbeat.
Usually when she had nothing to do, she would lie on the windowsill and wait for him to come back, and he would ask, "What are you doing, madam?"
She replied, listening to the snow, listening to the rain, watching the clouds, watching the wind, or, waiting for him.
Feng Huaiji said that he wanted her to love him more than he loved her, but she later said that she loved him as much as she loved herself.
In the last moment of Yu Yingyue’s life, the clouds were rolling, the moon was shining, and the windowsill was clear.
Feng Huaiji held her in his arms, patting her back gently as usual, and looked at the Wanjiezhu who had awakened from her deep sleep, "Let's go."
The Pearl of All Worlds extracts their souls and sends them into the Soul Tree to the next time and space.
Fuxue's spirit became more solid.
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