Chapter 560

A long wind blowing across the face, cold winter and December, invades the bone marrow.

Xianli tightened her cloak in the dark night and quietly gathered to recall the ripples in her heart that night. She raised her hand and covered her face with a scarf: "the frost dew has retreated. I'll lead away and you'll catch people."

Bian Ding took his eyes away from her face and looked at Su qianle's room in the side yard. The candle light had gone out, the moonlight streamed on the window coffin, and there was silence everywhere. Shuanglu was retreating from her room and walking to her room.

"I'd better lead you to catch it." Bian Ding was afraid that she would not get away. He drank two mouthfuls of wine in the jar and burned hot in his throat.

He hung the wine jar on the tree and felt again that Xianli drank the liquor like drinking water.

He held his breath and was about to go out. Xianli's body had taken the lead in flying out of him.

She deliberately revealed her flaws, and the startled guards gathered around to chase her. Shuanglu obviously heard the noise, and her face changed and stepped up her pace back to the room.

Bian Ding "tut" raised his forehead and had a headache. Taking advantage of the gap where she led the bodyguard, he swept down and fell behind Shuanglu. He stretched out his hand and was about to put it on her shoulder, but Shuanglu suddenly turned back to block it. After Bian Ding was slightly stunned, a fierce look appeared in his eyes. The servant girl can actually fight.

Bian Ding had two moves with her before he found that the servant girl not only knew martial arts, but also had good martial arts.

He secretly rejoiced that it was he who fell down and caught people.

If it were Xianli, I'm afraid he would have to be captured.

As soon as he read this, his eyes became more fierce, he no longer kept his hand, and the sharp sword came out of the scabbard.

The sword was driven by the wind and the electric engine. It ran away and pierced her face and heart.

Frost dew turned and wanted to flash. She was chased and beaten by ravens for a long time. How could she escape? She must catch up with the handle of the flying sword, turn it, hit it hard on her neck, stun her, put on her shoulder and gently jumped out of Sinan residence.

Since Bingwen heard the dialogue between the emperor and Xiao Yanjun from Kong Changhui, he knew that Su qianle's life was free for the time being. He had planned to withdraw them back, but after returning to Mingxiang garden from Kong Changhui's residence that night, Xiao mubai waited in his room.

In addition to making him prepare to build momentum for Xiao Yanjun all night, he asked them to find a way to catch the servant girl around Su qianle.

Xianli has long been out of her body and has been hanging around in the military camp all year round. What she is most familiar with is how to hide her body.

What's more, her martial arts are different from Bian Ding. All the moves she can do are to kill with one blow.

Only kill, not catch.

Therefore, she would propose that she attract the bodyguard and let Bian Ding catch it.

Bian Ding, carrying the unconscious frost dew, directly returned to the Hou house and handed it over to Cong ting for interrogation. He went back to Bingwen for standby, while Xianli went back to Yixiang building.

Late at night in the cold winter, except for the bright lights in Sinan's residence, it seems that the whole Chang'an is quiet and silent.

The sky is heavy and deep, and the snow is endless.

Wearing a cloak, Xiao mubai came out of the room in early summer. He was lying on his couch when he suddenly smelled a burst of plum fragrance with unique charm and elegance. Then he found the smell and came out.

He took two steps towards the courtyard, and it was faintly visible that the plum blossom stood proudly in the wind and snow, fearing the cold and frost, was in full bloom.

He didn't find out when plum trees were planted in yunqi courtyard.

Xiao mubai walked towards the deep wall of the courtyard. The plum tree in front of him was very beautiful. The branches of the trunk were winding and circling upward. The crown of the tree was full of branches and thin branches, standing gracefully in the wind and snow.

On the same plum tree, you can see various forms of flowers.

Some are in bud, the pink buds are fresh and lovely, some have just bloomed, showing the posture of waiting for words, some are in full bloom for a long time, and the pink tender petals are popular.

Xiao mubai stood in front of the plum blossom tree and was stunned.

"After the prince returned to Chongqing, the young master ordered me to search for and transplant this plum tree. I still remember that he was in high spirits and excited. He said that you would be very happy when the prince returned to Beijing, boiled wine and enjoyed the snow and plum in the snow." Li Xinlan didn't know when to walk behind him, with a trace of sob in her tone.

Xiao mubai's chest was stifled for a while, and a string in his heart suddenly trembled.

His throat was a little dry. He pursed his lips, collected his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and then turned to Li Xinlan and said, "I won't let him have anything. Don't worry."

Li Xinlan said "um" and a smile came out on her face, but the smile was bitter and the sound of "um" was also full of helplessness.

Knowing that persuasion was useless, Xiao mubai reached out to pick off a plum blossom and gently twisted the white and red flowers. The petals were smooth and transparent, carved like amber and Jasper.

He pulled a smile out of the corner of his mouth. Thinking about the impetuous son in early summer, he could bear to plant trees. It was really difficult for him.

Xiao mubai reached out and rubbed the petals and asked softly, "ah Chu... What else did he say?"

Li Xinlan drooped her eyelids and looked at the petals in his hand. She looked like recalling and sighing: "the young master said that plum blossom is not a delicate flower. The colder it is, the more the wind bullies the snow, the more delicate it blooms. He said that he fell in love with the flower he hated most in his childhood because of a person."

Xiao mubai remembered that he had said in early summer that when he was still on the mountain when he was young, the former blue feather cherry was always keen to tie his hair with a plum blossom, which made him leave a shadow and dislike plum blossoms.

"Did he tell you why he didn't like plum blossoms when he was young?" Xiao mubai's cold and hard complexion gradually softened, and his eyes showed a touch of tenderness. Think carefully, he is the boy who fell in love with a kind of flower because of a child.

Li Xinlan shook her head: "I also joked and asked at that time. The young master was shy and insisted not to say. Instead, he sighed that the flowers the Lord likes are very similar to your temperament."

Xiao mubai tilted his head slightly and looked suspicious like her.

"What blows it is not the cool wind, but the cold wind. What moistens it is not the cool and sweet dew, but the cold and pressing ice and snow. What shines on it is not the bright sunshine, but a wisp of setting sun in the severe cold. The young master said that the king has had a hard time over the years." Li Xinlan sighed.

In her opinion, in the early summer, he should have been spoiled in the Marquis house since childhood, but he grew up in the mountains. Now he is a big kid, and there is no trace of the girl's innocence. He has been miserable over the years, but he loves another person.

"It's getting late. Go back and have a rest earlier." Xiao mubai folded a plum and walked towards the room.

Li Xinlan followed behind him and couldn't see his expression. He didn't leave until he entered the room.

In the corner of Xiao mubai's back, the breath surging in his heart was also disordered, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

He inserted the broken plum blossom into the bottle, and the blood in his heart surged wildly, cold and hot. He didn't know whether it was joy or sadness