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Nan Jiyun is very interested in twins. He goes into the children's room first every day to play with the two children. He also persuades Mu Chen to adopt a child to give him and the cold wind, and guarantees that he and the cold wind will raise the child well. He will never let the child be wronged, but only gets Mu Chen's cold eyes.

Mu Chen didn't work, so he changed his target to Shen Jingli. Every day, he went to Shen Jingli's room and told Shen Jingli about the benefits of his child's adoption, which made Shen Jingli see the other person immediately. On the 17th of December, the first snow fell in the capital.

In the middle of winter, there is a cold wind outside all day. A small stove near the door of the house is quietly burning. Occasionally, a few wisps of green and red flames are springing up. The pot of wine is warming on the stove. Shen Jingli puts on his new fur clothes and sits on the bed in the middle of the month.

Shen Jingli read books in the house for a while. He was a little upset, so he had to put down his books and go outside.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Jinyu cover his head with his hands and trot over. Seeing him come out, he quickly called out, "madam, don't come out. It's going to snow."

After listening to her words, Shen Jingli looked up and saw the glittering snowflakes falling one by one. First, it was a little while, then it was getting bigger and bigger. In a short time, the roof was covered with white. Shen Jingli reached out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky. The hexagonal ice crystals fell in the palm of his hand, which was very cold.

He looked at it quietly, and suddenly frowned. Jinyu hid under the eaves, shaking the snowflakes falling on him, and muttered, "look at this, I'm afraid it's going to snow heavily this year..."

She murmured in a low voice. She didn't find that Shen Jingli's eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter.

Shen Jingli was worried. He felt as if he had missed something. Suddenly, a cry broke through the silence. Jinyu cried, "no, the young master is crying."

Hearing his son's cry, Shen Jingli had to put down that confused worry and went in to see what happened to the little guy.

It was the old San An'an who cried because he didn't see anyone when he woke up. He might feel insecure, so he cried. Shen Jingli took off his cloak and warmed himself up by the stove. Then he went to pick up the child, walked around the room and coaxed him softly. After making An'an happy, he put An'an on the cradle and let him play by himself. Then Shen Jingli went to see Tuan Tuan. Tuan Tuan woke up long ago, staring at the big black and white eyes and looking at the ceiling. It was a bit like Shen Jingli, a thinker. He sat down beside him and tucked in a small quilt for him. He turned his head to look at Shen Jingli and showed a very gentle smile.

"He looks like you." A voice came from behind. Shen Jingli looked back and saw that it was Nan Jiyun. Nan Jiyun pulled a chair and sat beside the cradle. He stretched out his hand to shake the cradle and made faces to amuse An'an lying in the cradle. "The third one is neither like you nor Mu Chen. He is too lively and doesn't feel like your children."

Nan Jiyun likes An'an and wants to adopt An'an in the past. Shen Jingli knows that he has not made any response to his words.

"What about the cold wind? Why didn't you come? " Shen Jingli picked up Tuan Tuan, his dark eyes turned around, and his small mouth was full of bubbles. He had a good time with himself.

"He said he would go out of the city to have a look. He was afraid that there would be a heavy snow this year. He was worried about the villagers in the refugee village outside the city."

Shen Jingli suddenly stood up. He remembered that he had forgotten something. Because he got up too much, An'an felt uncomfortable. He burst into tears. Shen Jingli was startled. He patted the small quilt and coaxed him in a low voice. Until An'an stopped crying, he called Daji in.

"Daji, when it's not snowing, you should go out of the city and go to look for the steward Wang. Let him store all the grain harvested this year and not sell it. Besides, let people go to the village to see which house is thatched house, and let those people live in Zhuangzi." It was snowing harder than usual, and it was ferocious. He was uneasy and always had a sense of uncertainty.

Although the snow had just started, it might stop at night, but Nan Jiyun didn't object to Shen Jingli's practice. In the early years, there was a case in the capital that the houses of ordinary people were crushed by heavy snow, and more than 20 people in a village happened. During that time, it snowed for a long time. Everyone felt that the snow was not heavy and would stop in a few days. As a result, the snow just stopped, So sometimes people can't believe their own expectations too much, and should prepare for the worst.

"Wait, you go to the warehouse, take some old quilts and old cotton padded jackets, and take them with you to see who needs them, and give them to them."

After Daji left, Shen Jingli stood at the door and looked at it for a while. The snow outside was not very big. It was very beautiful. It didn't look like it was rampant. I really didn't understand his worry?

"The wine is warm on the stove. If you feel cold, drink some." Shen Jingli road.

Nan Jiyun heard that there was wine, so he went over and picked up the wine pot with a thick towel. As soon as he poured a cup, he smelled the sweetness of sweet potatoes.

"Jingli, you baked sweet potatoes." He looked at a pair of iron tongs next to him. He picked it up and pulled it under the stove and took out a few small sweet potatoes. He was not polite. He peeled one and put it in a bowl. He ate it with a spoon. A mouthful of wine and a mouthful of sweet potato made him feel very hot.Sweet road in the room spread out, lying in the cradle of the two children seem to be hooked out of appetite, before and after, crying.

Shen Jingli quickly called the nurse in and asked the nurse to feed them.

South Ji cloud drink drunk, also came together, Shen Jingli see, quickly push him away, "don't smoke the child."

Looking at Shen Jingli's appearance of protecting the calf, Nan Jiyun mumbled, "it's stingy."

After the two children were full, they fell asleep soon, with a shallow smile on their red faces and did not care about the wind and snow outside.

The snow continued for several days. It was light snow or moderate snow, and there was no heavy snow.

Although the people outside the city were affected by the weather, there were no serious accidents. Except for some poultry which were frozen to death, there were no casualties. Shen Jingli's worries did not happen. However, there was a big event at the imperial mausoleum. The second Royal Highness went out and met with an avalanche and lost his leg.

When he heard the news, Shen Jingli was working in his own carpentry. He had not been a carpenter for nearly a year, and his hands were itching. Taking advantage of Mu Chen's home today, he left his two children in his care, so he hid in the wood workshop and threw up his pile of wood.

After lunch, Xu yanlinfu and his children came to visit, bringing a surprising news.

Zhao Wenrui enters the carpentry room and mentions the story of his second highness. Chunhua talks about the story he heard and describes it vividly, just like he saw it with his own eyes.

"Last night, doctors Zhang and Hu from Tai hospital rushed to the imperial mausoleum all night to treat the second Royal Highness. They heard that Princess Zheng personally sent them and ordered them to keep the legs of the third Royal Highness." Chunhua said, sighing.

Shen Jingli was carving a pomegranate hairpin. Hearing his words, he raised his head and said, "under such heavy snow, what is the second highness going out to do?"

Zhao Wenrui and Chunhua are speechless by these words. Yes, under the heavy snow, why does the second highness go out? Is there something that can't be done by the subordinates? In this way, the incident has a smell of conspiracy.

Zhao Wenrui pinched his chin and thought about it. Soon, he plotted the matter. "Do you think someone framed the second Royal Highness?"

Shen Jingli frowned. He didn't mean it, but it was a little strange. In such bad weather, his highness wanted to do what Chunhua didn't understand what the master was saying. His eyes were carved by Shen Jingli, and the pomegranate fruit, pomegranate flower, pomegranate leaf, split pomegranate fruit and pomegranate flower were carved on the hairpin head, which was very attractive.

Chunhua has never seen such a vivid hairpin, and immediately his eyes are straight. He can't help reaching for it.

"Do you like it?" The hairpin has been finished, and Shen Jingli holds the hairpin in front of his eyes, seeing Chunhua very interested.

Most of the Shuanger in this era were trained as women and tended to be feminine. Therefore, they also loved colorful clothes and gold hairpin jewelry with different shapes.

Chunhua can only see the pomegranate hairpin in his eyes, but he doesn't hear Shen Jingli's words. He sees that the hairpin is about to be taken, but he is taken away by the hand that reaches out next to him.

"Madame." Chunhua extremely aggrieved tunnel.

Zhao Wenrui carefully played with the pomegranate hairpin, and his eyes were bright. He didn't love gold hairpin jewelry, and he didn't know how to choose. Even so, he knew that Shen Jingli's hairpin had a unique shape and could not be found outside.

"You like it, too?" This was unexpected. He thought Zhao Wenrui only liked to dance with swords.

Zhao Wenrui shook his head. "I just think that the hairpin is chic. The craftsman is not as delicate as you carved, just like a real pomegranate.

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when he got such high praise, Shen Jingli was happy to laugh and shared his carving trinkets with them.

In the yinshuangzhai of the Imperial Palace, imperial concubine Zheng rushed into the yinshuangzhai with anger on her face and picked up the beauty who was resting on the beauty's couch. Without saying a word, she would slap her in the face.

"Say, are you trying to kill my emperor son? Did you send someone to do it? "

Zheng Meili is dreaming of a beautiful dream. She is suddenly caught up and slapped again. She is dizzy at this time. She has not heard her words at all.

In the eyes of Zheng Guifei, she was defiant naked. She was angry again, raised her hand, and was ready to slap her two more times. The palace people served by Yin shuangzhai were stunned by the sudden situation. At this moment, she reacted and quickly stepped forward to protect Miss Zheng.

With the stabbing pain on her face, beauty Zheng finally came back to her senses. She thought of what Princess Zheng said. She turned blue and worried.

"Aunt." Zheng Meili said in a low voice, "you can't be misled by someone with a heart. My emperor's son is only more than one year old, and can't even speak. If you want to fight, you can't win."

At the end of the sentence, she only made a lip, but did not say anything. After reading it, she thought for a moment that she really did not have the courage to do such a thing. Her anger dissipated a lot. She sat down and said to her, "let someone bring the little prince here and say Ben Fu wants to see him."