You hear it, do people say it?

This year's New Year's Eve was colder than usual. The sky was overcast when we got up in the morning, and it snowed after breakfast.At noon, there was a strong wind, and the snow particles rustled against the windows.

Mrs. Li looked at Fu Ning who was dressed properly and put on the cloak, she was still a little worried, she asked the servant girl to bring the hand stove: "It's cold today, you should warm it up on the road, be careful before it freezes."

The outside of the hand stove was wrapped with vermilion, and it was covered with a layer of excellent flannelette. Inside was high-quality hot charcoal. Holding it in Fu Ning's hand, he could only feel the heat from the tentacles, and his whole body was warm.

Mrs. Li looked at him, but she still felt that it was not warm enough, and she wanted to ask the servant girl to get another fox fur scarf, but Fu Ning quickly stopped her: "Auntie, I just went to the suburbs of Beijing to pick up my grandfather, and I didn't travel far. That's enough."

Previously, the old lady clamored to go to the mountains to see the red leaves, but after the red leaves fell, she became obsessed with fishing in the cold and snowy days, and wandered by the river every day wearing capes and hats; although she said she would come back on New Year’s Eve, it was already noon There was no sign of him.

Mrs. Li asked her servants to look at the intersection for four or five times and saw no one, so she knew that he must have forgotten, so she called Fu Ning to pick him up, and was afraid that her precious nephew would be frozen, so she ordered the maids to rummage through the boxes and cabinets. After a while, Fu Ning was not allowed to leave.

Even though Fu Ning said that he was not cold at the moment, Mrs. Li was still worried: "But the road is so windy..."

"I'll just close the windows." Funing said with a smile, "Besides, you also prepared a big heater in the car, as well as felts and blankets, and brought hot tea, so how could it be so cold?"

Mrs. Li was still not at ease, Li Shilang just walked in, and seeing that Fu Ning hadn't left yet, he frowned: "If you don't leave, it will be dark in a while."

Madam Li frowned, and was about to argue with him, Fu Ning took advantage of Madam Li's attention not being on him, and hurried out of the house.

Mrs. Li has always been generous to others, and the driver is also wearing thick and warm clothes, with a small heater in his arms, even when driving in snowy weather, his hands will not freeze, and the car and horse drive very smoothly.

The book boy who came from Yuezhou sat in the car with Fu Ning, feeling the warmth all over his body, and sincerely praised: "Master, this is warmer than our Yuezhou winter."

Fu Ning was resting on the couch at first, when he heard this, he glanced at him, raised his brows, and his eyes were full of teasing: "Warm? Then get out of the car and run around."

The book boy immediately shook his head like a rattle: "Forget it, if I freeze to death, if you don't collect my body, young master, won't I not be able to see my mother?"

"Don't worry, if you die, I will not only collect your body properly, but also let you lie in a coffin made of golden nanmu, with a night pearl in your mouth, and send you back to Yuezhou in a beautiful manner. Lifelike."

The book boy followed his words, subconsciously thought for a while, and then came back to his senses after a while: "Master, I don't want to——Huh?"

The driver outside let out a "wow -" and stopped the car slowly.

Fu Ning asked, "What's wrong?"

The coachman shouted loudly through the door panel: "Master, someone stopped the car! The one who stopped the car is—"

Before he finished his sentence, there was a rush of horseshoes coming to the side of the car, and someone tapped on the car window twice, the voice was soft and restrained, as if they were afraid of waking up the people in the car.

"Ziyu, it's me."

This voice is-

Fu Ning suddenly opened the window, and Xun Yi's face appeared in front of his eyes.

In the pure white snow, the young man in red was riding on a steed, with a gentle smile on his face, looking down at his sweetheart.

Fu Ning looked at him, his heart skipped a beat, and it took him a moment to react: "Brother Sheng?"

Although the window on Xun Yi's side was against the wind, it was cold outside after all; worried that he would freeze if he exposed too much, Xun Yi moved closer: "Why are you going out at this time, are you going to pick up your grandfather?"

At this moment, the distance between the two is extremely close, and his words are ambiguous. Even though the two have had closer contact, Fu Ning still looked at him with a faint blush on his face: "Well, what about you?"

"I'm going out to do some errands, and I'll be back soon."

It was only then that Fu Ning noticed that the red dress on Xun Yi's body was not his usual style of clothing, with narrow sleeves and round neck, tight waist and horizontal hem, and a bird flapping its wings on his chest - it was the official uniform of a civil servant.

"Didn't you leave Guozixue after the spring exam after the year? Why are you wearing an official uniform now?"

Xun Yi didn't answer, but smiled lightly at him: "Does it look good?"

Fu Ning:......

He subconsciously glanced at the book boy. The book boy was in a daze, but when he saw this, he quickly turned around and stuck to the wall on the other side of the car, and covered his ears, as if I couldn't see and I couldn't hear you. Said gesture.

Fu Ning struggled a bit, but Xun Yi didn't urge him, but just looked at him quietly.

"...It looks good." After a while, Funing gave up his resistance.

It's really nice.

Xun Yi was already good-looking, and the bright red color of the official uniform made his face even more beautiful, even brighter; but the formal official uniform suppressed his beauty a lot, showing a kind of uprightness that was different from the past , so that people can't take their eyes away when they see it, it's really beautiful.

A smile flowed from his lips, Xun Yi looked happy, and because no one else dared to look at him, he stretched out his hand to hold down the carriage, then leaned slightly, and treated Li Shilang's clever nephew openly and frivolously.

It was only after the touch-and-go warmth faded away that Fu Ning realized what had happened, his face instantly flushed red, and he gave Xun Yi a hard look before he was about to speak, but Xun Yi wiped his lower lip with his mouth, Xing spit out four words: "It tastes good."

This is revenge on me!

Fu Ning just turned this thought in his mind, but saw Xun Yi's hands that were white with cold, and frowned: "Why are you wearing this?"

Xun Yi paused for a moment, and said with a smile: "The Holy Majesty's edict was issued in a hurry, and I didn't have time to prepare it. But the place I'm going to is not far away, and I'll be there in a while. It won't be cold."

Fu Ning was used to perfunctory others, so he couldn't hear the ambiguity in Xun Yi's words, so he held his hand without talking too much nonsense.

The moment his hands met, Funing shivered suddenly.

It was too cold, he held Xun Yi's hand, but for a moment he had the illusion of holding a rock that had been frozen for the whole winter.

"hiss."

The small sound of breathing did not escape Funing's ears. He looked at the person outside the car window and said calmly, "Your hand hurts, right? That's why you said it's not cold?"

His expression didn't change, and there was even a faint smile on his face, but Xun Yi saw it in his eyes, but he knew very clearly that this man was angry.

Feeling uneasy, Xun Yi looked at Fu Ning and subconsciously wanted to coax him: "Ziyu—"

Before he could finish speaking, something warmer suddenly appeared in his hand.

Fu Ning handed Xun Yi the hand stove that Mrs. Li had stuffed in his hand before leaving, and quickly untied the cloak on his body, and even gave him the felt cloth and scarf that were put aside: " then."

He threw it neatly, and Xun Yi was caught off guard, so he had to catch it all in his hand: "I gave it all to me, so what do you do?"

"I have a heater in the car. When I get to my grandfather's place later, there are other things to keep out the cold in the village. It's easier to have as many as you want than people who go out to do errands."

Although his voice still didn't sound very smooth, what he said was the truth after all. Looking at him, Xun Yi knew that if he refused again at this time, he might really make this person unhappy, so he directly put the stove in his hand She got into her arms and put on the cloak again, but she refused to put it on by herself, just looked at Fu Ning: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you, my hands are cold, please help me."

Fu Ning wanted to pout at him, "Aren't you not cold just now?", but seeing the snow falling on his eyebrows, he couldn't calm down.

Reaching out to help him fasten the cloak, putting on the hat, and putting on the scarf, Funing breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"There are still some." Fu Ning frowned slightly, "My lord—what's the matter with him that needs you to go out in a hurry on New Year's Eve?" He didn't even have time to prepare warm clothes Give.

Fu Ning had many questions in his mind, but Xun Yi just looked at him tenderly: "Many things are changing rapidly, and the Holy One can't predict everything; the reason why he asked me to go is very complicated, and it takes a long time to talk. You are waiting for me in the capital, waiting for me." Come back and talk to you again, okay?"

He lightly touched Fu Ning's face, Huiwen's palm was still a little cold, but it was not as hard as a stone like before: "I'll go first."

The fluff on the edge of the cloak billowed in the wind, and Xun Yi's figure disappeared from the window. After a while, even the sound of the horse's hooves disappeared into the sound of the surrounding neat hooves, and was buried by the heavy snow again.

The brief encounter was like a flash in the pan, but the wind and snow were still whistling, and the sharp voice seemed to draw out all the deepest anxiety in the heart.

Looking at the wind and snow outside, Fu Ning was in a mess.

He always felt that Xun Yi went out this time, it seemed that it was not just as simple as helping the Holy One; but this matter happened too fast and suddenly, like countless invisible threads suddenly protruding from the void, entangled his thoughts Among them, I can't find a clue, and I can't figure out the source.

The bookboy huddled in the corner quietly turned his head: "Young master, His Royal Highness has already left—you, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Ning took a deep breath, temporarily dispelled the complicated thoughts in his mind, and closed the window: "It's nothing, let's go."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and closed his eyes again to lay his pillow on the couch.

The bookboy didn't dare to provoke him, so he had to open the car door and quietly reminded the driver.

The snow-covered carriage headed towards the mountain. The dead branches on the side of the road were crumbling in the snow. After all, they couldn't bear it, and fell heavily in the snow, making a muffled sound.

In the car, Funing sat up, his expression full of shock: "The direction he went just now—" is the barracks of the Nanya Guards!

Hand felt cloth: modern abbreviation gloves. ?