Ma'am, please be merciful [Rebirth]

Heavy snow enveloped the entire Huoling Mountain Villa, Fu Qingyu was holding a hot soup bowl in his hands, and the small stove in front of him was steaming, Jiang Ruo, who was not smelling of fireworks, seemed to become more within reach .

Fu Qingyu looked through the fragrant water mist from time to time, then lowered her head and hurriedly stuffed hot food into her mouth, for fear of being seen by Jiang Ruo.

The windows were muffled by the wind, and when Fu Qingyu put down the wooden chopsticks, Jiang Ruo had already stopped them.

Although they have known Jiang Ruo for so many years, this is the first time for the two of them to watch the New Year's Eve.

Jiang Ruo poured tea and looked sideways at the slightly open window outside, Fu Qingyu reached out to grab the pastry in front of her.

"Don't eat it." Jiang Ruo looked back at Fu Qingyu and said helplessly, "If you continue to eat like this, you will complain about your stomach hurting again later."

Fu Qingyu had no choice but to withdraw her hand, holding the hot tea peacefully, and followed Jiang Ruo's gaze to look out the window.

The bright light under the mountain is the Huoling City, and the faint sound of firecrackers can be heard.

"This mountain is so quiet." Fu Qingyu sipped tea to break the silence.

"Sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

Jiang Ruo looked out of the window again, as if the excitement of the festival had nothing to do with her at all. Earlier, Fu Qingyu thought she had a closer relationship with Jiang Ruo.

But now it seems that Jiang Ruo is probably used to being alone, so Fu Qingyu walked around the low table and sat beside Jiang Ruo.

"Xiao Qingyu, you're still sleepy, aren't you?" Jiang Ruo stretched out her arms and hugged Fu Qingyu smoothly.

Fu Qingyu leaned lightly on Jiang Ruo, looked at the falling snow outside and asked, "Is this snow so beautiful?"

"The snow scene on Huoling Mountain looks more spectacular than that on the bottom."

"But it's so dark right now, can you see clearly?" Fu Qingyu leaned out of the window and could only see white snowflakes nearby, and nothing further away.

"You don't have to look at it to know the existence of snow. There will be a small sound when the snow falls on the roof tiles."

Jiang Ruo looked gently at Fu Qingyu who poked her head out of her eyes, and lightly scratched Fu Qingyu's side face with her fingertips.

Fu Qingyu turned her head to look at Jiang Ruo and asked, "But the sound of the wind has covered up the sound of snow falling."

"I heard that only martial arts masters have such sensitive hearing. Jiang Ruo, you are not the best in the world, are you?"

"No. [-] in the world?" Jiang Ruo pinched Fu Qingyu's nose lightly with her fingertips and said with a smile: "There are people outside the mountains, and there are countless people in the world. How can I be as powerful as you say?"

"I think Jiang Ruo must be very powerful."

Jiang Ruo tightened her arms, and she got a lot closer. She rubbed her cheek against Fu Qingyu's side face and said in a low voice, "Xiao Qingyu will be a very powerful person in the future."

Fu Qingyu's cheeks were so red that she didn't dare to look at Jiang Ruo, but asked in a low voice, "Can Jiang Ruo see my future?"

"Does Xiao Qingyu really think that I am omnipotent?"

"Yeah, in my heart, Jiang Ruo can do anything."

"There are too many unpredictable things in the world, and there are times when I can't do anything about it." Although Jiang Ruo's expression seemed to be the same as usual, the words seemed to hide a lot of helplessness.

"Jiang Ruo..."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ruo looked at Fu Qingyu softly.

Fu Qingyu reached out and poked Jiang Ruo's side face lightly, and said, "Jiang Ruo, is there anything you can't do?"

Jiang Ruo held Fu Qingyu's hand and responded: "Yes, Xiao Qingyu has some strange thoughts every day, which really makes me powerless."

"Did Xiao Qingyu dare to go up the mountain in such a heavy snowstorm tonight?"

The strength of holding hands became inexplicably stronger, Fu Qingyu frowned tightly and whispered softly: "I won't dare next time..."

"really?"

"real!"

Fu Qingyu suddenly felt that maybe Jiang Ruo liked violent teaching more than verbal teaching.

What a bad preference.

In the middle of the night, the heavy snow outside the window also stopped, Jiang Ruo lightly pressed Fu Qingyu's forehead with her fingertips and said, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

"Jiang Ruo, aren't you sleeping?"

"Tonight is the New Year's Eve watch. You should go to sleep when you are still young."

Fu Qingyu looked at Jiang Ruo with bright eyes and said, "Then I won't sleep either."

Jiang Ruo stretched out her hand to pick up the thin quilt on the side and lightly covered Fu Qingyu's body, her palms lightly covering her bright eyes.

"Jiang Ruo, I can't see you anymore." Fu Qingyu called out with corners of her mouth bent.

"Go to sleep, otherwise there will be a big snowstorm in the second half of the night, and it will make you unable to sleep because of the noise."

After the words fell, the room fell into silence for a while, and Jiang Ruofang moved his palms away when only the sound of wind and snow outside the window was heard for a while.

The person who had fallen into a deep sleep was breathing steadily, but the lanterns in the entire Huoling Villa suddenly shook violently.

The villa, which was originally brightly lit, seemed to have been blown out by a strong wind, and even the quietly burning lights in the house were suddenly extinguished.

Jiang Ruo frowned slightly and tapped Fu Qingyu's eyebrows with her fingertips, and disappeared into the room like a black shadow.

There was a crisp sound from time to time in the entire Huoling Villa, and Jiang Ruo stood on the tall building of the villa with a sword in his hand.

The entire mountain villa seemed to be surrounded by wind and snow, but there was silence everywhere, a wall formed by the wind and snow.

One after another of black shadows passed through the wind and snow, and easily skipped the villa. The small sound was like a clear spring in the mountains, and the crisp sound echoed throughout the villa.

"Show yourself!" Jiang Ruo held the sword in her hand and looked at the black shadow that was already in the shape of a man.

A mocking laugh sounded together with the crisp sound, and the black shadow approached, and Jiang Ruo waved the hilt of the sword to break the black shadow.

But the black shadow that split into two quickly gathered in one place, and then approached again.

When Jiang Ruo was about to draw his sword, he saw the black shadow suddenly approaching the garden, and hurriedly jumped away.

"stop!"

Lightly swipe the spell with the fingertips, and the formation is re-established from the Huoling Villa, and the black shadow immediately turns into a ball of flames.

"You can't stop me, she will die!"

"That shouldn't end in your hands." Jiang Ruo clenched his palms tightly, and the flame was extinguished at once.

The wind and snow outside also stopped, as if everything had returned to calm, and the dark ashes in Jiang Ruo's palms drifted away with the wind.

Only a scar was left on the palm, which was red and swollen like burning. Jiang Ruoqing closed his hand, and then opened the palm and it was back to normal.

After a sleepless night until dawn, heavy snow almost covered the entire Huoling City, Jiang Ruo lightly turned the hilt of the sword in her hand, and put the saber aside.

When Jiang Ruoqing jumped into the room, the lights went out, and Fu Qingyu, who was still asleep, had her entire face buried in the bedding.

"Xiao Qingyu, wake up."

"Ok?"

That confused answer, Jiang Ruo caressed Fu Qingyu's forehead with her palm, and called out softly: "Hey, wake up, otherwise it will be too late to go to Fu's ancestral hall."

"I don't want to go." Fu Qingyu squinted her eyes and rubbed Jiang Ruo's warm palm in response.

Jiang Ruo looked at Fu Qingyu who looked like a baby with gentle eyes, stretched her arms halfway around her and said, "Be careful, your mother will send servants to punish you later."

Fu Qingyu lazily rubbed against Jiang Ruo and smiled sideways: "Jiang Ruo, you won't be willing to let me be punished, will you?"

"Little slippery head, get up quickly." Jiang Ruo stretched out her hand to gently pinch Fu Qingyu's nose, but she didn't give in.

"Is it true that I can't get up, and I can't even open my eyes?"

"Okay, I'll take a look."

"Ah!" Fu Qingyu didn't expect Jiang Ruo to wipe her face with a wet handkerchief, and looked at Jiang Ruo in surprise.

"Are your eyes open now?" Jiang Ruo frowned and smiled.

"Jiang Ruo, you've turned bad."

Fu Qingyu hugged the quilt to cover her face and said in a low voice: "If my mother can't find me, she will definitely make up a random reason to deal with those elders."

Jiang Ruo lightly tugged at the quilt and said, "Isn't Xiao Qingyu like a child playing tricks?"

"I'll wake up right away."

The helpless Fu Qingyu had no choice but to sit up, Jiang Ruo lightly rubbed Fu Qingyu's palms and said softly, "Little Qingyu, come and give you a lucky bag."

It is a custom on New Year's Eve in Huoling City that lucky bags are a small gift to celebrate the New Year. Most of them are the effect of elders praying for blessings and blessings to children.

Fu Qingyu hadn't received Jiang Ruo's lucky bag for many years, so much so that Fu Qingyu forgot that there was still a lucky bag.

Seeing Fu Qingyu looking at the red lucky bag in a daze, Jiang Ruo approached and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Qingyu recovered from her blushing face and replied in a low voice: "No...it's nothing, what's in this lucky bag?"

Just when Fu Qingyu was about to tear off the rope that fastened the lucky bag, Jiang Ruo stretched out her hand and tied the lucky bag with the sachet that Fu Qingyu wore in the past, and said softly: "It's just that some seeds have natural Fragrance, I heard it can soothe the nerves and help sleep."

"Seed?" Fu Qingyu wanted to see more and more like a curious baby.

Jiang Ruo saw that Fu Qingyu's eyes were full of scrutiny, she bent her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Don't untie it secretly."

Fu Qingyu looked up at Jiang Ruo in front of him and replied awkwardly: "Well, I see."

"Hey, get up and wash up, or you will be punished by your mother."

Jiang Ruo led Fu Qingyu up and walked to the dressing table. When the hair tie that tied the hair was untied, the long hair fell down.

"Xiao Qingyu looks so obedient."

"Hair has grown a lot." Fu Qingyu stretched out her hand to hold the drooping hair.

"Yeah, Xiao Qingyu used to have short hair, but now it's so long." Jiang Ruo said with a sigh as she gently combed her hair with a wooden comb in her hand.

Red and swollen burn marks suddenly appeared on the palm, Jiang Ruowei stopped his hand, frowning and squeezed it tightly, and then reopened it as if it had returned to normal.

"Jiang Ruo..." Fu Qingyu called softly.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ruo re-tied her hair rope and looked at Fu Qingyu in the bronze mirror with her mouth raised and said, "Xiao Qingyu should change back to her daughter's clothes, it looks better."

Fu Qingyu was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Does Jiang Ruo like it?"

"Well, if Xiao Qingyu is willing to change into a pink dress, she must be even cuter."

Hey?

Another pink skirt?

"No, I want to wear cyan."

However, Jiang Ruo looked closer and asked in confusion, "Why does Xiao Qingyu like cyan?"

Fu Qingyu looked sideways at the mountain forest surrounded by white snow outside the window and didn't respond, just thinking that Jiang Ruo often wore blue clothes, as if she liked blue very much.