Lord, don't chase me, I want to go back to modern times

At this time, Xia Xue lay next to my ear and whispered, "She is so fierce."

"Sister, I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect you to be alive." Her hands were hidden in the snow-white fox fur cover, and she stopped in the snow without entering the corridor.

We looked at each other through patches of goose feather snow, and time stood still for a moment.

Although An Huairou in front of her was covered by a large golden umbrella, there were still snowflakes drifting in. Her eyelashes were stained with a few snowflakes, and the long eyelashes were one by one, making her eyes even more dazzling.Combined with her lightly powdered face and small cherry mouth, her appearance seems to have been carefully sculpted.

Looking at the small face in front of me, I must admit that An Huairou is already an exceptionally beautiful woman, especially the graceful wind robe that makes her temperament even more noble, very like a queen, full of momentum .

I pursed my lips and smiled meaninglessly. I didn't want to entangle her more. Since An Huairou was able to come here from the southern country, it proved that she must have spent a lot of effort and tricks. Otherwise, after her father was demoted, she should be Kinship Rearrangement...

After a while, after the silence at this moment, I said lightly, "I don't know what Madam Rou has to teach me."

I thought she would always pretend to be ignorant...

"I don't dare to teach you, but I'm just curious about the purpose of your coming here. You suddenly treat Xia Xue so well, which makes people think that you have ulterior motives." She stretched out her hand and brushed away the snowflakes that fell on her shoulders. Zhong was full of doubts and sarcasm, "After all, your reputation is not good, isn't it?"

"Xia Xue lost her mother since she was young, and I have no children, so I naturally gave all my love to her. How could this have ulterior motives?" I looked calm and didn't care about the sarcasm in her tone.

Seeing that I didn't respond, An Huairou's mood fluctuated slightly, "You know that Da Khan regards Xia Xue as his life, roots, sons, as long as she wants, no matter how difficult it is to find, Da Khan will order someone to find it. "

How could she believe that An Huai had no intentions!

"Heh." I chuckled, then looked back into her Ling Ran's eyes lightly, "So what?"

A cold snort came from his nasal cavity, "Using Xia Xue to tie the heart of the sweat is really worthy of your scheming."

"It seems that you have misunderstood, Mrs. Rou, Da Khan is only responsible for me." From An Huairou's mouth, I can see that she must have a deep affection for Liancheng, and I don't want her to misunderstand, it's not because I'm afraid of her , but, tired of fighting like this.

"Responsibility? Now Da Khan runs towards you every day, and he is not so diligent in going to Feifeng Hall! As Xiao Jincheng's concubine, Yeluhuan's wife, and Da Khan's sister-in-law, you don't know Shamefully using such indecent means to hook up with Khan. After so many years, why do you still use such indecent means?" After all, An Huairou was still too young, and she still couldn't hide her emotions, and her anger spilled out instantly. At the beginning, the dignified demeanor was gone, and the serious eyes were directed at me.

Xia Xue jumped out of my arms suddenly, rushed to her feet and pushed her hard, "You are not allowed to scold mother concubine."

But helplessly, her strength was too weak, instead of pushing An Huairou away, she threw herself severely to the ground.

My heart was inexplicably tugged, and I stepped forward to hug Xia Xue, "Mrs. Rou, you are the only eldest lady in the dynasty. It is true that you are so shameless in front of so many servants and scolding people like a village woman. Disrespectful."

An Huairou took a step forward with a look of indifference, pointed across my nose, and said, "I have lost my dignity? You are the one who is ashamed, right now, there are rumors all over the city in Linhuang Mansion that the former Concubine Yue, who was a big sweat, seduced her. Uncle, it doesn’t matter how bad the recitation is, it doesn’t matter if you lose your face, because you are a lecherous woman, but Da Khan is the ninety-five king, how can you lose this person with you!”

I was stunned after hearing what she said, as it was rumored outside.

In recent days, Liancheng has often come to Lanxiangju, sitting for several hours, but every time Xia Xue is present, even if I talk to him, we only occasionally chat with Yipin, and we spend the rest of the time "Xia Xue, how could the relationship between me and Liancheng be so ugly that people all over the world say that seducing my uncle?"

It seems that I'm really old and helpless now, and I have forgotten how much harm the pressure of public opinion can cause...

Wasn't I the most powerful proof?

No, no, why did you forget about the past after two years of comfortable life...

"Cousin!" Xia Xue yelled suddenly, and her small body rushed towards not far away.

An Huairou and I looked sideways at Liancheng, which stood like an ice sculpture not far from the Zhumen of Lanxiangju.

His jet-black hair and golden dragon robe were covered with many snowflakes, which showed that he had been standing there for a long time.

Xia Xue threw herself into his arms and burst into tears, "Uncle, Mrs. Rou bullied Xia Xue, bullied concubine mother... You have to make the decision for us." Together, it's so bleak.

Liancheng held Xia Xue in his arms, but stared at An Huairou coldly, and said in a moderate voice, "Get out!"

An Huairou's face was startled, and then it turned pale, "Khan, I'm doing it for your own good."

"Don't make me say it a second time." It was another sinister sentence, which abruptly blocked her words.

Surrounded by slaves, she was so humiliated by Liancheng, she couldn't put her face on it, and rushed out of Lanxiangju in shame and anger.

Liancheng then Xia Xue came towards me slowly, Xia Xue's heartbroken crying had gradually stopped, she leaned on Liancheng's arms and smiled at me, there were still unfinished tears in her teary eyes, even It is to be cherished.

Liancheng stopped in front of me, "Rou'er has such a temper."

"Yeah." I think I understand this better than him. "Actually, Ma'am is right. You should come here less in the future. Although the clean is clean, after all, what people say is true."

I turned into a smile, and watched him and Xia Xue in his arms slowly backing up to the bedroom, and finally I closed the palace door tightly, blocking Liancheng and Xia Xue from the outside.

Xia Xue put her arms around Liancheng's neck, looked at the closed rich door, blinked her watery eyes and asked, "Uncle, is mother and concubine angry?"

Liancheng didn't speak, but smiled dotingly at Xia Xue, the tenderness in his eyes was only there when facing Xia Xue.He has long regarded Xia Xue as his own, not only because she is Yelu's child, but also because of her cuteness, innocence, and that pure and innocent smile.

"My concubine is angry, what should I do? What if she doesn't talk to us anymore?" Xia Xue tugged on Liancheng's arm, her immature voice drifting in the wind and snow, like the purest sound of nature in winter.

To wipe off the snowflakes on Xia Xue's forehead, he asked, "What does Xiao Xueer want to do?"

Xia Xue's lively eyes rolled, and she immediately jumped off Liancheng's body, "Cousin, let's make a snowman to cheer up my mother and concubine, shall we? Make a Xia Xue, a mother and concubine, and another cousin."

Liancheng was stunned by her words, surprised that Xia Xue had such an idea suddenly, and he seemed to have some expectations in his heart.So he nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll accompany Xiao Xueer."

……

The winter snow is still there, the cold wind is still there, the flowers and branches are swaying, and the red plums are falling in the white snow field in Lanxiangju. Two figures, one big and one small, are busy building snowmen, stepping on the footprints one by one. The ground crisscrossed, and the child's silver bell-like laughter gradually melted the man's cold heart.

Such a warm scene, but it seems that something is missing. It should be that the mother is missing. If there is a hostess, it will be more like a family.

After an unknown amount of time, the three snowmen were finally finished, and only Xia Xue smiled brightly.

Pointing to the biggest snowman, she said, "This is my cousin."

Then she pointed to the youngest one and continued, "This is Xia Xue." Following her outstretched hand, the white and tender little hand was already bright red from the cold, and then she pointed to the one in the middle, but was speechless for a long time .

When Liancheng was surprised by the quietness at the moment and stared sideways at Xia Xue, he realized that Xia Xue's tears were already rolling in his eyes, and the pitiful look complimented him in surprise, "Little Xueer, what's wrong?"

"This is mother." Xia Xue choked up and spit out the words with difficulty, but the tears had already rolled down and she threw herself into Liancheng's arms and said, "Xia Xue always thought that she was very pitiful, without a father, without a mother, But now I know that my uncle is my father and my concubine is my mother, right?"

Liancheng's body froze, and he stared deeply at the crying sad child in his arms. The deepest part of his heart seemed to be pulled by something, which was the weakest part of his heart, longing.

He doesn't know Xia Xue's mood at the moment. Didn't he also long for family affection like her, and hope that his parents can spend the family relationship with him, and the family of three will be happy together.But that will always be just wishful thinking, there will always be an aunt between father and mother, if there is no aunt, I don't have to suffer so much, she is the one who killed my mother!
is her!

Suddenly, Liancheng's eyes turned hard, dark, and gloomy.The hatred that had been deliberately suppressed because of Yeluhuan suddenly surged up, filling his whole heart.

"Cousin, you hurt me!"

Xia Xue let out a low cry, and Liancheng, who had almost lost his mind, came back to his senses, only to remember that the arms that he was holding Xia Xue were tightened so tightly that she was almost suffocated.

After reacting, Liancheng immediately let go of his arms, and hugged Xia Xue, "Little Xueer, cousin has something to do now."

Xia Xue asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

The man who was walking in the snow didn't seem to hear Xia Xue's question, and muttered to himself, "There is something that must be done, must be done."

The firm and hateful gaze in his eyes has made him defiant, and now no one can stop his decision at this moment.

Perhaps, Liancheng was born out of hatred from the very beginning, and he lived in hatred all his life, unable to extricate himself...