Chapter 121

It snowed heavily for three days.

After the snow stopped, it was getting colder and colder. It seemed that people could be frozen out of the door.

In the general's house, the snow was not swept, and everywhere was white. The sun shone from the top of the head and glittered on the neat falling snow.

In the pavilion, a charcoal basin was gathered, and a small casserole was mounted on it. The soup meat in the small casserole rolled, and the soup came out, exploded and splashed on the charcoal fire.

Yi Xiaoqiao was wearing the thickest cotton padded jacket and a cloak wrapped in fox hair. She had a fur hat on her head and a soup lady in her arms. Her nose was still red with cold. She sniffed and smelled some wine fragrance. She stared sadly at Mu Yi'an, who was cooking wine. She felt as if she was stabbed by a knife. In winter, it had just snowed, and someone had to come here to enjoy the snow, Others always have plum blossoms to decorate the snow. He is so white and spotless here. Let alone plum blossoms, he doesn't even have any leaves.

In the past, when watching TV dramas, someone else didn't plant seasonal flowers in his house, but he could only see the wall at a glance.

Of course, this is not the main reason for her sadness. The main reason for her sadness is: it's the same person, with two eyes and one mouth. Why does Mu Yi'an sit there in a single coat, but she's so thick but frozen to death.

Seeing Mu Yian warm wine and pour wine, Yi Xiaoqiao walked over with Mrs. Tang in his arms, tightened his cloak, and sat down next to Mu Yian: "I want to drink too."

Mu Yi'an didn't refuse and poured her a cup: "a little strong, be careful."

Yi Xiaoqiao carefully took a sip, and her small face wrinkled into a steamed stuffed bun. She only felt that a fire burned from her throat to her stomach. The residual wine gas and hot taste in her mouth were more uncomfortable than eating pepper. She coughed hard twice, and tears almost came out.

"What kind of wine is this? It's so hot."

Mu Yi'an smiled but said nothing. He took two pieces of meat from the bubbling casserole and gave it to her: "try it."

Yi Xiaoqiao poked the steaming meat in the bowl with chopsticks in his two fingers, but it rotted as soon as he poked it. He thought he had been cooking for a long time: "what kind of meat is this?"

"Mutton, warm up." Mu Yi'an looked at her with a smile and took a sip of wine.

Yi Xiaoqiao hummed and said in his heart, this man is definitely ill. He went here to get cold, but he had to prepare warm food. Isn't it a waste? Isn't it good for you to stay in the warm Pavilion in such a cold day?

Although she thought so, the aroma of mutton invaded the tip of her nose. She honestly and impolitely put a piece into her mouth.

The mutton is soft and glutinous. It melts into her mouth when she sips it a little. Moreover, she doesn't know what to cook the mutton. It tastes strong but not mutton, fragrant but not greasy, and a little sweet, which is very to her appetite.

She ate it in two and went to the pot to fish. It was too cold. She was a little shivering. She didn't get it up after fishing for several times. She couldn't help being a little angry. She just poked it with chopsticks. Unexpectedly, as soon as she poked it, the mutton scattered, and she didn't poke a piece.

Mu Yian felt funny and took the chopsticks in her hand: "I'd better come."

Yi Xiaoqiao stared at him, sniffed and shrunk into a ball: "it's all your fault. You come here to eat in such a cold day. Where can you drink?"

Mu Yian took her meat, poured her wine and said with a smile, "madam, it's good everywhere, but she doesn't understand interest."

taste?

Cough, why did she talk to you about fun?

Yi Xiaoqiao took a sip of meat and a sip of wine. This time, she was ready and didn't cough. She exhaled a mouthful of heating: "you don't have to be smooth with me. When will you return my jade brand to me?"

His wife Joe is really a tough character. No matter how long it has passed, she will not forget it. The key is that she will always mention it at all kinds of warm moments to break the atmosphere.

Mu Yi'an shook his head reluctantly: "don't worry, it will be delivered later."

Bring it?

Yi Xiaoqiao looked strange. He suddenly came forward and opened his collar. It was empty. His neck was empty. She reached out and touched it indefinitely. It was really empty. Although the skin was slightly cold, it was really smooth. There were no folds, not to mention any rope

"Where are the things? Where did you send them? You won't break them." I don't know if it's broken or useless.

Mu Yi'an didn't resist either. She looked at it and said with a smile, "don't worry. It's just to send it for decoration. It will be sent back soon."

Decoration? What's there to decorate? Why should she decorate her jade brand.

"Madam, are you satisfied?"

Satisfied with what? She is not satisfied!

What are you doing with a good jade plate? You need to decorate it! Will you give it back to her now?

Yi Xiaoqiao looked angry, but facing Mu Yi'an's smiling eyes, she seemed to suddenly react to something. She slowly lowered her eyes and found that she was still dragging Mu Yi'an's collar.

Mu Yi'an's collar was wide open, revealing her wheat skin. Her chest was wide and powerful. She could vaguely see six abdominal muscles, like a neat wheat field. She looked red and slowly loosened her frozen hand: "I didn't mean it. My hand was just frozen..."

Shit, what's she saying! What is just frozen stiff, is it so cold that I forget to let go?

Mu Yi'an tidied up her clothes, took her hand, gathered it in her hand and warmed it: "it's cold recently. Madam has suffered."

Yi Xiaoqiao wanted to find a seam to drill in, but she didn't seem to feel embarrassed when she saw that his face was not red and breathless. She gently pursed her red lips and tangled in her heart: is this her face too thin or Mu Yian's face too thick?

"Madam, eat meat."

Eat meat?

Meat?

Someone's strong chest muscles suddenly appeared in front of him.

Yi Xiaoqiao's little face is redder. It's like a ripe red apple in autumn. She stares at Mu Yian. She doesn't know whether it's the effect of wine or it's too shy. She's hot in her ears, inexplicably ashamed and annoyed.

"I won't eat your meat!" She glared at him, drew back her hand, turned and ran away.

After running through the corridor and back to the warm Pavilion, Yi Xiaoqiao still felt his cheeks hot. Someone's majestic muscles seemed to be shaking in his head. He was in a good shape. I really wanted to touch

Cough!

She patted her face hard: "Yi Xiaoqiao, what are you thinking!"

She sat in front of the dressing table with her face covered. The mirror in front of the dressing table was specially made by Mu Yi'an. The mirror was especially bright, which was similar to the modern mirror. Her cheeks were red in the bright mirror. Yi Xiaoqiao covered her face and was depressed to death. Sure enough, she was still too thin. Mu Yi'an didn't do anything at all!

When I was depressed, suddenly I heard a "Dong", and something fell on the ground.

Yi Xiaoqiao lowered his eyes and saw a wooden box falling at his feet. The wooden box fell on the ground and scattered. There were three gold beads shining on the ground.

Qian Yu left her three wishes.

Yi Xiaoqiao bent down to pick it up, but he was stunned when he saw the box. When was there an interlayer in the box? She took out the wooden board in the interlayer, saw several sheets of paper stacked inside, took out one and unfolded it. Yi Xiaoqiao's eyes suddenly widened, and his heart beat.