Cui Yunhao said calmly: "It's a wrong door."

Chu Yingying was puzzled: "Can we still find fault?"

Cui Yunhao hummed and nodded, "He's from a foreign country."

Chu Yingying stopped asking, pointed to the table, and said, "Drink, to warm up."

Cui Yunhao picked up the wine glass and took a sip when Chu Yingying suddenly asked, "Is it snowing outside again?"

Cui Yunhao said: "Just now."

As if he remembered something, he opened the window and greeted Chu Yingying, "Yingying, look."

Seeing his mysterious expression, Chu Yingying really got up and came over. Looking out from that little gap, she saw that the outside was covered with snow, and a tree of plum blossoms had quietly bloomed without knowing when. The warm yellow candlelight reflected the red petals. It looks even more dazzling in the crystal clear white snow.

"It's plum blossoms," Chu Yingying said in surprise, "It's actually blooming at this time."

Cui Yunhao smiled, and opened the window sash even more so that she could take a closer look. The cool scent of plum blossoms came from outside the window, and light snow fell down on the window lattice, silently.

Cui Yunhao's hair was covered with a lot of snowflakes because he just came in from the outside, and now it was turned into water by the heating in the room, and it looked a little wet.

Chu Yingying took a clean cotton cloth, untied his hair crown, and wiped it carefully. The atmosphere in the room was quiet and warm like spring.

Just when Chu Yingying was about to withdraw her hand, Cui Yunhao suddenly grabbed her wrist and called out in a low voice, "Yingying."

Chu Yingying lowered her head and bumped into a pair of eyes as deep as the sea. She was in a daze, as if she had been bewitched by something. She watched the man gradually approaching, leaned over, and gently rubbed against her cheek. .

A kiss as light as a feather landed on the corner of her lips, with a faint aroma of wine, causing Chu Yingying to tremble in her heart.

The light feather with the aroma of wine and warm temperature finally landed on Chu Yingying's lips, moving gently, rubbing together, as if to wrinkle the peach-like lips, the movements were slight and restrained , with endless pity.

Cui Yunhao exerted a little force on his arm, and Chu Yingying was brought over by him involuntarily. Her nose was filled with the warm smell of wine, which made her a little dizzy. I don't know if it was because of the wine just now. , Chu Yingying gently closed her eyes.

The young man kissed her wholeheartedly, his eyes were affectionate and focused, looking at the woman's trembling eyelash feathers, like butterfly wings, it was astonishingly beautiful.

Outside the Xuan window, the fine snow is still falling, the quiet night is silent, but the red plum tree is more energetic, the cold fragrance is faint, quietly spread into the air, blending with the warm wine fragrance, indistinguishable Each other, distant lingering.

After an unknown amount of time, Cui Yunhao gently kissed Chu Yingying, his thin lips slowly opened and closed, and whispered, "Yingying, let's get married..."

The fragile butterfly wings trembled suddenly, and flew up lightly. Cui Yunhao saw his face reflected in the eyes like autumn water. Chu Yingying seemed to be stunned for a moment, but did not react. Cui Yunhao did not give up, and simply stopped. Come down, repeat it again, saying: "Yingying, let's get married, okay?"

Chu Yingying stared at him blankly, a little confusion flashed in her eyes, Cui Yunhao's heart gradually lifted, and after a while, she suddenly smiled: "Okay."

Because of these two short words, the heart that had just been mentioned immediately fell back to the original place. Cui Yunhao's face showed a look of ecstasy. He hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and could no longer restrain the emotion in his heart. Love, kiss her hard, calling her name: "Yingying, Yingying..."

The snow stopped again in the middle of the night, so when we got up the next day, the snow on the ground was not particularly thick.

Jindu is located in the north, and it is like this in winter. It stops now and then, which is very different from Jiangnan. The cold wind is like a knife. If it blows for half a day, the face will be blown open, and the eyeballs will hurt from the cold.

Cui Yunhao went to the Imperial Academy early in the morning, and at the end of the year, he was busier than usual. He had studied national history for a year, and he had to prepare for a job at this time.

Chu Yingying squatted in the yard, holding a small shovel to push away the snow on the ground, while the little girl Jiang Yi stood aside and said, "Girl, let the servants come, how can I let you do such a thing?"

"It's okay," Chu Yingying smiled. She had planted a few Tianqi trees here, fearing that she would be frozen to death by the snow these days, so she carefully shoveled away the snow on the surface to reveal the dry grass underneath. Push the hay aside a little, revealing the green leaves of Tian Qi, still a little energetic, and it seems to be all right.

Chu Yingying was relieved, and covered it up as it was. At this time, Uncle Jia came over and said, "Miss, someone from Yongwang's residence visited the front door, and they said they were looking for you, Miss."

Chu Yingying was stunned for a moment, stood up, patted the snow on her skirt, handed the shovel to Jiang Yi, and said, "I'll go and have a look."

"it is good."

When Chu Yingying arrived at the front yard, there was indeed a carriage parked at the door with the sign of Prince Yong's Mansion hanging on it. A servant of the Prince's Mansion was standing there waiting. When he saw her arriving, he hurriedly greeted her and said, "Miss Chu, the princess has Please, get in the car."

Chu Yingying frowned, and took a look at the man. It was an unfamiliar face, and she said, "Why haven't I seen you? Are you working in the palace?"

The servant of the palace smiled and said: "The villain was working in the front yard before, and he was transferred not long ago. It's normal that Miss Chu has never seen the villain. The princess seems to be in a hurry. Miss Chu, hurry up and get in the car."

He was courteous and warm, but Chu Yingying became more and more vigilant. She took a step back slowly and said, "People in Wangfei's courtyard never call me that. Who are you?"

The servants of the palace were stunned for a moment, and suddenly whistled, several people got out of the carriage and rushed up to grab Chu Yingying.

Covering her mouth, grabbing her hands, before Chu Yingying shouted, she was stuffed into the carriage, and the disguised servant of the palace immediately jumped into the carriage, waving the whip: "Drive!"

The carriage rolled across the long street, leaving two deep ruts on the ground, and drove forward.

Not long after, another carriage slowly drove over and stopped at the gate of Cui's house.

Jing Mo jumped down from the car and went up the steps. When she saw something on the ground, she suddenly gasped and picked it up. It was a light blue sachet with patterns of Angelica dahurica embroidered on it, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.

Jing Mo asked with some doubts: "Isn't this Miss Chu's sachet? Why did it fall here?"

She only thought that Chu Yingying had left it behind, so she put it away. Seeing that the door of Cui's house was open, she walked over and knocked on the door.

Not long after, Uncle Jia came over, he naturally recognized Concubine Yong's personal maid, and hurriedly said: "It's Miss Jingmo who came."

Jing Mo said: "The princess asked me to invite your girls to drink and enjoy the plum blossoms. Are you girls up yet?"

Uncle Jia was at a loss, and asked suspiciously: "It's up, but, didn't the horses and chariots from the palace come to invite you once?"

Jing Mo was also taken aback for a moment: "Please? When did it happen?"

Uncle Jia hurriedly said: "Just now, a carriage from Prince Yong's Mansion came and said it was to visit our girl. After our girl came to the front yard, she didn't see anyone, so she probably followed her."

Jing Mo said in shock: "The concubine only sent me to invite Miss Chu, how could there be another palace carriage to pick her up? Did you make a mistake?"

Uncle Jia argued: "How could it be? My old man has been driving carriages all his life. I haven't seen the carriage of Prince Yong's Mansion ten times but eight times. It still has the sign of your Palace on it. How can you admit your mistake?"

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