The villain holds on to the script

"Praise you, why should I be angry?" Shi Yu's voice was like a mosquito, her brows were slightly furrowed, her bright eyes glanced at the person, then slowly lowered her head, looking at the ground, her toes gently kicking the layer of white hair on the ground. white snow.

The vague tone was matched with the Jiangnan nong-like tone. If it weren't for the resentful eyes, Li Linyuan would have thought that the little sparrow was acting coquettishly at him.

The little hand holding the umbrella was red from the cold, and his heart ached, and no matter how strong his anger was, it disappeared.

He held the umbrella, and Shi Yu looked up, motionless. She waited for him to lightly open his thin lips and say "let go" while suppressing his anger, and then slowly let go.

He turned around and walked forward, the hand holding the little girl's arm slid down, slipped into her hand, and held it tightly, "I can barely keep you warm."

Shi Yu said truthfully: "Actually, I'm not cold."

Her hands turned red when they were cold, but they were not cold at all, and her palms were still wet with sweat.

Li Linyuan didn't look back: "I'm cold."

Shi Yu: "Huh?"

Li Linyuan: "Give me warmth."

Ahead is a forest.There were bare branches on one side, and red and yellow leaves hanging on the other side, all covered with a layer of snow.A young man was in the forest, bending down and clawing away the snow with his hands, as if he was looking for something.

As the two walked away, Fang Huaixu raised his head, as if seeing a savior, his eyes lit up: "Please help me find him."

Shi Yu asked: "What are you looking for?"

"A plum blossom hosta. It was carved by A-Yao himself and given to me. There is also the word "Yao" carved by A-Yao on it. It is extremely precious to me. I just fell down here and didn't go far when I realized that the hosta was missing. I hurried back to look for it, but I couldn’t find it.”

Fang Huaixu was very anxious, "Please help me, two immortals."

Shi Yu asked: "Did you take it with you when you came? Did you forget it at home?" She often made this mistake, mistakenly thinking that something was lost, but in fact she didn't take it out at all and kept it in the room.

"Carry it with you. Always carry it with you." Fang Huaixu was very sure.

Another immortal asked: "Do you remember what it looks like?"

He nodded hurriedly, and as he spoke, he squatted down and drew strokes in the snow, including every knife pattern carved on it.

Li Linyuan squatted down and tapped the hairpin under the painting twice with his knuckles.

In an instant, wisps of spiritual halo spread out like ripples on the lake. Soon, they formed a line, winding and spreading to the left, pointing directly to the Tanxin Lake in Chuchun Mansion.

Fang Huaixu was surprised at first, then frowned: "I have never been there."

In a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the immortal holding the umbrella tilting his head slightly, with an expression like "Are you questioning me?", and he followed the slowly disappearing spiritual thread with hesitation.

A thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the lake in the center of the pool. The snow fell and melted quickly.

The milky-white plum-blossom hosta shines on the bottom of the lake, and Fang Huaixu can see it at a glance.In the freezing cold winter, he took off his shoes and socks and jumped into the lake regardless of his own safety.

"Oh, someone fell into the water!"

The unsuspecting people nearby were attracted by the sudden noise and gathered on the bridge, wrapped in their coats and staring anxiously at the figures in the lake.

He watched the second young master of the Fang family holding something tightly in his hand and crawling out tremblingly.

Suddenly, everyone exploded:

"What is that he is holding?

"Could it be that some little girl gave him a token of love?"

"Eighty percent yes. Otherwise, how could he jump into a river for an ordinary hairpin in such a cold weather? Is it possible that the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion is in need of hairpins?"

"That... seems to be mine."

The soft and slightly cheerful tone made everyone turn around to look for her, and all eyes finally fell on the girl in the crowd, wearing a light yellow dress and a goose-yellow hairpin in her bun.

Someone whispered to the companion next to him: "Is this the daughter of the Minister of Civil Affairs, Qing Yao?"

"Hey! Stop talking nonsense. Haven't you heard about the Minister's public dissolution of marriage? Besides, she changed her name to Zhizhi, married the Minister of Rites, and is now the Minister's wife." The companion frowned, " Hey, she seemed to have been engaged to the second young master a few years ago."

Someone else came over and said, "Look at you, noble people tend to forget things. What's the difference? It's obvious that they are. The two were childhood sweethearts, and their relationship for more than ten years fell apart. They decided to marry the minister regardless of life and death."

The official position of Shangshu is above that of Minister.

Qing Zhizhi half-covered her face with a round fan, frowned slightly, and sighed: "I didn't expect that I am already married to a wife, and two years have passed, and he is still thinking about me."

Her voice was loud and she had no intention of lowering her volume.

As soon as Fang Huaixu climbed out, after receiving the news, the maid who quickly came with her coat in her arms hurriedly put the coat on him with a distressed look on her face.

He was trembling, his body felt numb and cold, his head was so dizzy that he couldn't hear anything clearly.

After hearing this, the fourth prince panicked and ran over in person, helped the person into the room where the stove was lit, and ordered the maid to bring new clothes and make some ginger soup to ward off the cold.

If something happened to the second young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion in Chuchun Mansion, he couldn't afford it.

"In the winter, you..."

Mu Yu was worried and annoyed. When he saw the hairpin in Fang Huaixu's hand, which was so cold that his skin turned purple and refused to let go, his heart suddenly felt like a mirror. The second half of the unspoken sentence turned into a breath and was sighed. He continued He took the hot towel handed by the maid and wiped it carefully.

Mu Yu, Qing Yao, and Fang Huaixu grew up together.

Although the prime minister and the Minister of Civil Affairs are members of the prince's party, the relationship between the two children and the prince is somewhat alienated.The prince was still young, so he was not angry and mighty, and always had an aura that made him reject others from thousands of miles away.He was heartless and cheerful all day long, so he got closer to him.

Ever since Qing Yao had a high fever, her temperament had completely changed.After changing her name and breaking off the engagement, she ignored Huaixu's pleas and tried to catch him, enjoying the infatuation of the second young master Fang like a puppy wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

He couldn't stand it and scolded her. Qing Zhizhi blushed and felt ashamed. She took back everything in anger. The only jade hairpin that was left behind was regarded as a treasure by Fang Huaixu. She wore it every day and wished she could hold it in her arms and drop it in her arms. Apex.

"Ugh."

No matter how many words of comfort come to my lips, I can't say them out.

Mu Yu sighed repeatedly, stood up, patted Fang Huaixu on the shoulder, and left the room.

By the lake in the center of the pond.

The crowd around them didn't disperse for a long time. You were talking to each other, the soul of gossip was burning, and they stood on the bridge in the ice and snow, muttering to each other.

Shi Yu: "Xianzun, I remember that you have an elixir that can dispel the cold and warm you up."

Li Linyuan snorted and raised his eyebrows coldly: "He wanted to jump on his own, I just helped him find the hosta."

In the middle of winter, I am so stupid that I don’t know how to fish, so I have to jump.

Shi Yu pursed her lips, stretched out a finger from the hand held by the person, and lightly scratched the palm of the person twice. Her tone could not be softer: "Immortal Lord, you see that he is so infatuated, why don't you wait? We were so good that we barely let him take one pill."