He has seen too many admiring eyes. His life has been destined to be admired by everyone since he was born. Everyone yearns for his favor. How can a person who has experienced the waves be restless because of a drop of water?

But the moon and snow are so beautiful that the drop of water has become a peerless scenery.

Feng Xiaoya put a little force, and at the same time, she bent down and noticed that the girl on the other end of her fingertips was tense and holding her breath. Her eyes were extremely dark and bright, her nose was like jade onions, her eyebrows were growing into her temples, and her upper half of her face was not gentle enough in terms of facial features, and she had a rare sharpness beyond her age.

It seems familiar.

My thoughts were like a cloth weaving in sequence, and suddenly a thread was knotted, and the whole loom stopped.

Feng Xiaoya's pupils contracted.

At the same time, Xie Changyan suddenly moved.

She suddenly raised her legs and stomped on him hard.

Feng Xiaoya didn't hide and was trampled.

As a result, Xie Changyan staggered for a moment and almost fell down. Feng Xiaoya helped him in time.

Xie Changyanfei blushed and looked shocked and angry: "You, you, you... are presumptuous!"

Her reaction inexplicably pleased him. Feng Xiaoya curled her lips and chuckled.

Sure enough, when he smiled, she became even more angry and didn't care about her image. She lifted her skirt and stepped on her again. This time, Feng Xiaoya avoided it.

Xie Changyan continued to step on, stomped hard, and tried his best to step on his feet. With a "click", a certain piece of ice surface did not freeze and was stomped by her.

Feng Xiaoya reacted very quickly, and she wrapped her waist and turned her body to carry her out, but her foot still fell into a hole and wet her half of her shoes.

Xie Changyan looked at his feet blankly. The next moment, Feng Xiaoya was holding her and rushing towards the carriage on the shore.

The wind blows jade chips, the snow sprinkles the jade flowers, and flies across the cheeks of the rhinoceros skull. The softness and firmness contrast. Xie Changyan couldn't help but admire in his heart: It's so beautiful.

Strictly speaking, Feng Xiaoya's facial features are too angular, and her temperament is calm and steady. With her calm majesty, it makes it difficult to associate him with words such as romantic, handsome, handsome, and handsome. But Xie Changyan admires him and feels that no man in this world is more beautiful than him.

When Feng Xiaoya carried her into the car and reached out to take off her shoes, Xie Changyan came back to his senses from the trance and immediately refused. Feng Xiaoya grabbed her retracted foot and glanced at her - it was a concerned look without any impurities. "It's okay, don't care."

Xie Changyan's body relaxed, and watched Feng Xiaoya help her take off her wet shoes and slightly tepid socks, revealing her cold feet. Then, he tore a piece of brocade off the couch, wrapped the foot, and put it in the palm of his hand.

His actions, which were originally extremely private, were not very awkward because his expression was too serious and serious.

Xie Changyan thought that she was probably bewitched. She always reminded herself to keep etiquette and be virtuous, but she repeatedly broke her achievements in front of this person.

Feng Xiaoya's hands were very warm. She was not a woman with weak body and fear of coldness. Her feet that stepped into the ice water soon became hot.

Before Xie Changyan could say this, Feng Xiaoya let go of her hand, took off the torn brocade couch, rolled it up a few times and put it under her feet.

Then he sighed, looked up at her.

Xie Changyan looked at him calmly and suddenly smiled: "Do my feet look good?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Xiaoya's eyes, and then she smiled.

The two of them looked at each other and laughed. For some reason, because of this joke, they all disappeared and they both felt much more open and comfortable.

Xie Changyan's eyes flashed and he asked casually: "Does Your Majesty know you'll get angry?"

Feng Xiaoya casually replied: "No."

"Why?"

"Because you are a good girl." Feng Xiaoya raised her hand and touched her head, and once again sent her with her usual elder posture, "It's not too late, I'm back."

He turned around and was about to pull the reins, when a little light came from afar.

The light floated up from the distant opposite shore and rose slowly towards the sky, as if to touch the full moon.

Xie Changyan said curiously: "What is that?"

Feng Xiaoya also saw this light, but her face changed drastically: "Qiu Jiang!"

What? Who?

"You go back first, I have something to deal with." Without waiting for her to answer, he took off a horse and ran towards the light.

One man and one horse galloped on the silver river surface, like two long straps.

Xie Changyan did not come back to his senses until this moment.

"My husband recently married a new sister."

"I heard that he is a girl who sells wine, with her surname Qiu."

"My husband's new sister is named 'Jiang'."

Shang Qingque's words echoed in his ears.

Xie Changyan thought slowly: By the way, it was Qiu Jiang. The senior brother just called out, it was his new wife's name. Has she come too?

The light spots flew higher and higher, and the outline became clearer. It turned out to be a Kongming lantern.

Feng Xiaoya rode her horse to chase the Kongming lantern, becoming smaller and smaller, and eventually she melted into the full moon and disappeared.

Xie Changyan's expression changed from dull to shock and then to astonishment again. Finally, he said "Huh" in a low voice.

The wheels are like when they come, and they are "broken". Such a boring sound is uneasy and confused when they come; when they come, they hear it, but when they hear it, they become "why".

Xie Changyan had an idea in his mind, like a seed buried deep underground, and he had to struggle from time to time. But after every struggle, he would grow a little taller and get closer and closer to the ground.

However, Feng Xiaoya's reaction when she mentioned Qiu Jiang was like a stuffy shovel, and she patted the seeds back deep underground again.

So... she guessed wrongly?

Xie Changyan was irritated and his eyes fell on the foot that was covered by a brocade couch, becoming more and more irritable. She pulled the horse's reins and faced the cold wind. When she thought that she wanted to drive home by herself, she no longer felt that there was anything beautiful about the snowy moonlit night.

When I was indignant, the hairs on my back stood up inexplicably.

Xie Changyan felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him in the dark.

She quickly turned her head, but behind her was the wall of a car, and there was no one there. Looking ahead, there was a horse left trotting hard, and the lights on the houses on both sides of the road were all turned off, and there was no other light except the moonlight and the snowlight.

Xie Changyan felt that he might be tired and had an illusion. He immediately accelerated and at this moment, danger suddenly arose!

A tripping rope was blocked on the road ahead, but I didn't see it in the darkness. The horse bumped into it and fell into a big flaw.

The carriage flew out of the skating ground according to inertia, and was about to hit the wall of the house on the side of the road.

Xie Changyan was shocked and was about to jump off the car immediately. He forgot his foot and wrapped it in the brocade bed, and hit the wall of the car with a "slap".

At a critical moment, four black shadows suddenly flew out from the front and left and right in the darkness and rushed towards the carriage. The two of them pulled the rear wheel with their arms, and they pushed the front shaft with their shoulders, forcing the carriage to stop. Long traces were dragged out on the ground with a thin layer of ice.

Xie Changyan, who was still in shock, looked at the four people, one of them lifted the fallen horse up, checked and confirmed that it was not serious, tied it back to the car, and the other one checked the body of the car, and the remaining two rushed into the streets and alleys.

Finally, the person who tied the horse walked forward and bowed his knees and bowed: "Qianniuwei was ready to pay homage to the girl. The girl was frightened."

Xie Changyan's eyes suddenly widened: Are they His Majesty's guards?

"What's going on with this trip masso...?"

"I haven't found out yet. Don't worry, my girl, our people have already checked it."

Xie Changyan thought to himself: It was that person. The person behind the scenes who finally took action again after three months of silence. No wonder he felt that there were eyes behind him just now, and his every move was indeed monitored by the other party. However, the mantis stalked the cicada, and His Majesty's guards kept following her.

If it weren't for the person behind the scenes who put the treasure Maso on her life this time, these guards would probably not have been exposed.

Xie Changyan's eyes turned, and the seed that was photographed back to the ground raised his head slightly again.

The Qianniu Guards didn't talk much, and rushed the car to escort her home in an orderly manner.

Xie Changyan didn't ask anything anymore, sat back into the car, leaned against the soft couch, and thought about the matter three times.

Vaguely, she smelled a faint smell of incense.

Xie Changyan's eyebrows moved and immediately lifted the curtain. He saw a corner of the eaves appearing from the shadows of the trees across the street. A huge bronze bell was hung under the eaves, which cut out the complete outline in the background of the full moon.

Incense! Bell!

It's here!

Xie Changyan grabbed the window wall and watched the eaves become smaller and smaller bit by bit from him, and finally slowly loosened his fingers.

"Interesting..." she murmured.

Back when Zhizhiju was just after midnight, after she entered the door, the four Qianniu Guards disappeared. Just like before them, silently.

Xie Changyan fell asleep almost as soon as he touched his pillow, sleeping very peacefully, and was not afraid of having just experienced an assassination. After waking up the next day, he was still chatting and laughing when facing Zheng.

This assassination of Snowy Moon was like charcoal fire, which was covered in her hand warmer. While warming her hands, she looked at the cold plums stained with snow outside the window, and her eyes gradually became darker.

She suddenly got up and called Meng Buli: "Take a car and drink, I want to ask Luguan."

The heavy snow is still falling, and the snow on the ground has accumulated a thick layer. The construction of Qiulu Pavilion has started one after another, but today the construction has stopped. Everyone is sitting in the temporary straw hut, trembling around the charcoal fire.

Everyone was very happy to see Xie Changyan bringing the wine over.

Xie Changyan glanced at him and didn't see Mu Jianli: "Where is Brother Mu?"

"He is crying."

"ha?"

Several disciples immediately stood up and led her into the restored courtyard. From a distance, Mu Jianli sat on the straw mat and lowered his head to paint, allowing the snowflakes to fall on him.

He was fully focused, and so many people came to him and ignored him.

Xie Changyan glanced at the painting table - he understood.
Chapter completed!