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When Mu Yunyao returned home, she ate a dumpling without knowing how to eat it. This made Su Qing worry as well, thinking that something had happened.

"Yao`er, did you have an unpleasant conversation with that Master Ning?" Or is it that he wants to take back the Garden of Embroidery? "

Mu Yunyao came back to her senses and hurriedly soothed Su Qing, "Nothing much. Now that the embroidery garden is in full swing and he has earned a large amount of silver taels, why would he suddenly take the garden back?"

"Then why does mother keep feeling that you have something on your mind?" Before, when Master Ning was not here, you were happily playing with Jin Lan and the rest on the ice. Afterwards, when you saw him, you looked as if you were preoccupied with something. "Tell mother the truth, that even if there is any difficulty, you must let us pass it together."

Looking at Su Qing's worried expression, Mu Yunyao had the impulse to reveal Yue Wang's identity, but she understood Su Qing's character. Once she knew who Yue Wang was, she would reveal her identity and make things even more troublesome.

"Mother, don't worry. Actually, this isn't related to Fourth Master Ning. It was because I suddenly thought of the New Year's gift that was sent to the capital. Tomorrow at the New Year's Eve banquet, the emperor will see the New Year's gift. I don't know if he likes it or not?"

Su Qing saw that her expression didn't seem fake and couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry. That Yearly Gift Mother saw you stitch after needle without the slightest flaw. Her Majesty will definitely like it."

Mu Yunyao nodded and acted as if she was relieved, "That's good. With mother's words, I'm relieved."

"And here I was wondering what it was that caused you to be worried about your own gains and losses." Normally, whenever he saw Yao'er, he would act as if he had confidence in himself. But now, seeing her act so arrogantly in such a small matter, he couldn't help but feel a sense of affection towards her.

"Isn't this a very serious matter? Naturally, I can't help but be worried. "

"But now that things are settled, worrying about it is useless. Why bother finding trouble with yourself?"

Mu Yunyao stared blankly for a moment before thinking back to what Su Qing had said. The large stone that was hanging in her heart gradually returned to the ground.

Regardless of the reason why Yue Yang came here this time, he had already come, so his history could not be changed. If he really found out about it, then he only needed to think of a way to save it.

"Yes, I understand. Thank you mother for your guidance."

Su Qing tapped the center of her brows. "If you understand, then please be happy for your mother. It's the new year, don't make a face. Otherwise, you'll have to worry for the rest of the year."

Mu Yunyao stood up and greeted him like he was a proper person, "Yes, I will listen to mother's teachings."

After she thought it through, Mu Yunyao decided to forget about King Fu. After she woke up, it was New Year's Eve.

When she opened the window to take a look, the courtyard was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the trees were covered with white. When the wind blew, the snow rustled down, like a pear blossom rain.

Jin Qiao carried a basin of water and walked in with Jin Lan. Hearing Mu Yunyao's poem, she couldn't help but find it strange, "Miss, when you went to rest at night, the snow started falling. It had been snowing all night and it just stopped just now. This is such a cold weather, no pear blossom can be rewarded? "

Mu Yunyao pointed out the window and turned around to look at her with a smile. "Look at those trees. Do they look like they're covered in pear blossoms?"

Jin Qiao stretched out her neck to take a look, "When the young miss says it, it really does look like it! "Ah, so Miss was talking about the snow. I thought you were talking about the spring scenery while listening to the spring breeze and the pear blossom!"

Mu Yunyao smiled and looked at the snow in the courtyard. She couldn't help but feel a bit interested, "How about we call Jinpei and the others over later and we can make a snowman in the courtyard?"

"Alright, it's not easy for Jiangnan to see such heavy snow. This servant will help as well."

"Okay, then we'll pile up the snowmen in the front yard. When the night is over, we'll put out firecrackers and reward fireworks. If there's a snowman, we can also go along with the scenery."

"Alright, I'll listen to the little miss."

After Mu Yunyao finished her breakfast, she told Su Qing that she would be bringing people to the front yard. She picked up a shovel, dustpan, broom, and the like and piled up the snow.

Nan'er, Ah Mao and Li'er were all dressed in plump clothes, and they helped back and forth in the snow. They accidentally fell like a rolling gourd, but didn't mind. They got up and let out a series of laughter.

Mu Yunyao originally wanted to help, but was stopped by Jin Lan and Jin Qiao, who placed thick gloves on her and ordered her to stand at the side. At first, she was quite interested in being the commander. However, after seeing that she wasn't as fast as Jin Lan and the others, she couldn't help but kick the snow in boredom.

Nearby, Na'er and Ah Mao were chasing each other as they played snowball. She couldn't help but to make a ball and then threw it towards Jin Lan, but she didn't expect her clothes to be so heavy. When she threw, she didn't have a good grasp of her strength and directly threw the snowball over Jin Lan's head towards the outside.

Steward Qin followed King Yue to the Su residence. As soon as he entered the front yard, he saw that everyone was gathered together to make a snowman. He could not help but sigh: "It's been a long time since we've seen such a lively scene." King Yue's gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Mu Yunyao. She wore a snow-white cloak, her black hair was like ink, and her eyes were like stars. She bent over and snowballed, and her smile was crafty. It suddenly reminded him of the snow fox on the ice plains in western Guangdong Province. It was rumored that those Snow Fox were extremely intelligent. If one was able to cultivate their dao, they could transform into an illusion …

The human form enchanted everyone. If the rumors were true, then the Snow Fox that had taken human form was probably the same as Mu Yunyao. Just as he was lost in thought, he saw Mu Yunyao's snow ball throw towards him. The bright smile on her face was even more touching than the surrounding ice and snow. He couldn't help but reach out to catch it. Ice and snow melted in his palm, carrying a bone-piercing coldness. However, when he looked at Mu Yunyao's smile, he felt a slight warmth in his heart …

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When Mu Yunyao saw the snowball fall into King Yue's hands, she was shocked and hurriedly went forward to pay her respects. "Greetings, Fourth Master Ning."

Yue Yang regained his senses, the snow balls in his hands had already melted quite a bit. Seeing that Mu Yunyao was staring at his hands, he couldn't help but extend his hand to take the snow balls, "Here."

Mu Yunyao hurriedly took off her gloves and was about to go forward to catch it when she saw King Yue retract his hand. She slightly frowned in disapproval. "The weather is cold, so you shouldn't be greedy while playing with the snow."

Mu Yunyao was stunned for a moment. She saw that his gaze was fixated on the rabbit leather gloves in her embrace. She stiffly wore the gloves on her hands before stepping forward to pick up the snowballs with her hands.

When Yue Yang opened his eyes, he saw her two hands holding onto each other. He thought in his heart, the people in front of me are still more like mandarin ducks, the Snow Fox has always been crafty, it would definitely not be stupid enough to directly pick up the snow ball. Steward Qin was grinning from ear to ear. He felt that in another two years, he might be able to serve his young master.

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