Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

As December was approaching, the first snow of the year fell in Kyoto, and after Feng Ze had been silent for a few days, he once again told the servant to send the second greeting letter to the General's Mansion, but was actually taken by the General's Mansion's steward. The reply said that the general promised to see him.

On this side, it was the second day after sending out the greeting card.

It snowed heavily all night, and it covered the entire capital one after another. Looking around, everything that came into view was silver.

When Feng Ze pushed the door out of the house in snow-white fox fur, he couldn't help shivering.

"My lord, it's freezing outside, why don't you go in and put on more clothes." The young man was worried when he looked at Feng Ze's lips that were slightly pale from the cold as soon as he left the house.

Feng Ze frowned, shook his head and refused, "No, don't waste time."

This body is extremely afraid of the cold, every winter, no matter how much it is worn, it cannot withstand the cold hands and feet, and the body becomes stiff.

If there is a choice, Feng Ze is willing to spend the whole winter in a warm house with strong charcoal fires instead of making things difficult for himself.

"The carriage is ready outside the door."

"Ah."

The wheels of the carts made deep marks on the white ground, from the inconspicuous small courtyard in Kyoto to the calm and atmospheric general's mansion, Feng Ze held the hot hand stove in his hand, first slowly closed his eyes and meditated, but Open it impatiently.

The well-trimmed and rounded nails scratch unconsciously on the wall of the hand stove, implying that the owner's heart is not as calm as it appears on the surface.

In the General's Mansion, Gu Yue hurried back to the mansion after finishing his morning training in the barracks.It was obviously the cold winter weather, but the man was only wearing a thin coat with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms.

A few bean-sized beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and bursts of heat rose from his skin, like a large natural furnace that could move.

When the personal maid handed over the wet brocade handkerchief to the man, Feng Ze and the attendants happened to be ushered into the lobby by the steward.

"General, someone is here." The butler bowed and said respectfully.

From outside to inside, for Feng Ze, it is like going from ice and snow to spring.

But before he let out an ironic sigh from the bottom of his heart, Feng Ze raised his eyes and saw a familiar man who was no longer familiar with him, wearing a single shirt, swaying around shirtless in the lobby...

Take a look!Take a look!Can people still see it in broad daylight!

Gu Yue, which little fairy did you fall in love with so little? !Who do you want to hook up with? ? !

Feng Ze tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his heart, took a light breath, drank a burst of white mist, and said coldly, "Caomin Feng Ze, pay homage to General Gu."

His expression was already slightly condensed by the weather, but now behind the white mist he drank, it seemed that his facial features were covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost, and his delicate face was like ice and snow The dolls made by Liuli are generally cold and without mechanism.

Gu Yue handed back the brocade handkerchief to the servant girl, turned his head to look at the young man in front of him, and gave a faint "hmm".

The look was almost exactly the same as in memory, even though the eye-catching red shirt was replaced by a silver-white fox fur, the young man's look remained the same as when he first met, no less aloof and indifferent, no, even more indifferent and disdainful.

Gu Yue's eyes darkened, seeing the tear mole shining in the corner of the person in front of him, his heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, he just glanced at the haughty expression of the young man in front of him, which actually made his big brother, who had been silent for a long time, have the desire to raise his head slightly.

This desire was ferocious and strong, Gu Yue was expressionless, but he seemed to be crazy in his heart.

Desperate to kiss the young man in front of him, from the brows, eyelids, to the tip of the nose, to the corners of the lips, he wants to strangle his deadly throat, bite his neck, leave his own mark all the way, let him be in his own Putting down a noble posture in his arms, weeping humbly in front of him, begging for mercy, until he broke down and vented...

Bottom of his heart is the crazy desire, Gu Yue's eyes are cold and cold, and his brows are furrowed in displeasure. He knows that there is a serious problem in his psychology, and the root of the problem is the young man who looks strange but seems familiar.

Fuck it.

Taking a big step forward, Gu Yue tried his best to restrain the restlessness in his body, turned around and walked in front of Feng Ze, staring at him silently for a few seconds.

Feng Ze was stunned by his unfamiliar and wanton scrutiny for a moment, the depression accumulated in his heart rose in a straight line, and the little flame of hope remaining in his heart was also "popped" by the cold water. Putting it out made his whole body completely cold and stiff.

It seems...he really doesn't remember at all.

There was a bitter taste between his lips and teeth, Feng Ze subconsciously bit his freeze-dried lips, and Gu Yue was stunned to feel a strong emotion conveyed to him by the person in front of him——

Wronged.

He is wronged.

why?

The sudden pain in his heart caused Gu Yue's gaze to fall on Feng Ze's pale lips, which had been frozen pale by the frost. He wanted to reach out and caress those beautiful lips by accident, but he came back to his senses the moment he raised his hand.

"Have you eaten breakfast yet?" Gu Yue suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.

Feng Ze was startled by his hoarse voice, subconsciously shook his head.

"Meal preparation."

The servants of the General's Mansion are well-trained, and most of the servants are Gu Yue's cronies who retired from the military camp. Most of them are cautious and naturally sensitive to the difference in Gu Yue's treatment of that delicate-looking young man.

Apart from surprise, but more is puzzled.

But the men's hearts are deep in the bottom of their hearts, they can't guess what the general is thinking.

The maidservants put the exquisite meals on the table one by one, there were so many 48 dishes that Feng Ze was a little dizzy to pick them up.It has to be said that just judging from the luxury of a breakfast, it is enough to see the huge gap between the General's Mansion and the Feng Clan.

If the General's Mansion is a sleeping lion, then the Feng Mansion is an antelope crawling at his feet.

But Feng Ze obviously didn't want to lower his head, instead he straightened his back more and more straight.

Gu Yue stared at the subtle changes in Feng Ze's expression, stared at it for a long while, and then nodded, "Use it."

Holding up the chopsticks, the posture of choosing to eat is very elegant and slow. In Gu Yue's eyes, it is like a flowing freehand painting of landscapes and splashes of ink. Every gesture has indescribable profound meaning.

However, Feng Ze really just put his thoughts on eating at this time.

For the man around him, he has clearly seen from the man's eyes that he is unfamiliar with himself, whether he is wronged or depressed... There is no mood that cannot be resolved by eating a meal. If it is not resolved, it must be due to food. Not enough.

With this mentality in mind, Feng Ze decided to try each dish one by one.

After eating a crystal bun, he subconsciously turned his chopsticks to a position a little further away, reaching out to grab the small fried dumplings on the plate.But before he caught the small fried dumplings on the plate, Gu Yue, who was eating slowly beside him, suddenly changed his face, and a terrifying aura erupted suddenly. The maid standing beside said, "Didn't I tell the chef not to make fried dumplings mixed with mustard greens?"

Feng Ze was taken aback when he heard the words, his gaze towards Gu Yue was full of surprise and... a hint of doubt.

——This body has a slight allergy to mustard greens. Except for Feng Xuan who has a comprehensive understanding of this body, even the original body didn't know much about it.

The maid next to him felt chills from seeing Gu Yue's cold eyes, and hurriedly said, "General, maybe there are too many dishes for breakfast today, and the back kitchen made a mistake..."

Gu Yue naturally found Feng Ze's eyes on him, he seemed a little puzzled and confused.He barely suppressed the restless fire in his heart, lowered his voice and said coldly to the maid, "Deduct half a month's money from the back kitchen, if there is another time, pack up and get out of the house."

The maid answered with a pale face.

"That..." Feng Ze couldn't help but want to ask Gu Yue why he didn't allow mustard greens to be served.

But facing the man's dark eyes, Feng Ze couldn't ask again.

Instead, Gu Yue frowned and said, "Have you finished eating?"

"Um……"

Feng Ze put down the bowl and chopsticks in silence.

Gu Yue glanced at him, got up and said, "Come to my study, let's talk."

"it is good."