The little Marquis’ favorite: Madam, she is the richest in the world

Night shrouded the earth, and snowflakes began to drift slowly outside at some point. At first, there were dots of stars, and soon there were heavy snowflakes flying all over the sky.

The servants of the Meng Mansion took advantage of this to add new charcoal to the master's room one by one, so that the master would be warm and comfortable when he returned to the room.

Most girls have a special feeling for snow.

Meng Lian and her two sisters each wore a red silver fox cloak and played wildly in the yard for a while;

The three little girls, who were usually most afraid of the cold, were having a snowball fight, as if they had no idea what the twelfth lunar month of winter was.

But having fun seems to come with a price.

For example, as soon as she returned to the room, Meng Xian couldn't help but sneeze several times in a row.

Mother Fang, who was waiting on her, suddenly changed her expression, and quickly ordered the little maid below to make ginger soup and prepare hot water.

"Girl, the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten. Now you don't remember the days when you stayed in bed and took medicine?" Mother Fang is Meng Lian's wet nurse. She has been with her since she was a child and has a deep affection for her.

After a few sneezes, the tip of Meng Xian's nose and eye sockets turned red. She spoke in a pitiful voice, "I know I'm wrong. Mom, please don't let me take the medicine. It just takes a little longer to get better."

Mother Fang was full of love and affection, "You are not sick now. Girl, please go wash your body first and let the hot water soak in for a while; then go out and drink a bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the coldness that just happened to be outside. It’s nothing serious.”

Meng Xian hummed, and then was helped into the bathroom by Chunyue Chunxiang;

When I was playing in the snow, I was really free and happy, but afterwards I was not at all careless about the fear of getting sick and taking medicine.

As if she was really afraid of catching a cold, Meng Xian soaked in the bath for nearly two quarters of an hour. The hot steam in the water made her face turn pale and rosy, and her body was made limp and weak by the steam.

Chunyue and Chunxiang helped people dry themselves. As soon as they got out of the bathroom, a little girl immediately brought a bowl of ginger soup;

Although he was not very accepting of this thing in his heart, Meng Xian still decisively picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp instead of drinking medicine.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

After everything was over, Meng Xian lay down on the soft and comfortable bed. In the cold weather of the twelfth lunar month, she simply didn't ask anyone to stay overnight. If anything happened, she could just ring the bell and call someone.

Soon she was the only one in the room, lying on the bed.

Looking up at the sky, Meng Xian's eyes were clear and she was no longer sleepy.

If you sleep too much during the day, you will naturally not be able to sleep.

After tossing and turning twice, she straightened up and sat up, ran to the dressing table with her embroidered shoes, picked up a box and returned to the bed.

What was placed in the box was none other than the most popular storybook in Jiangnan - "Peony Fragrance".

This play tells the story of the love-hate relationship between the daughter of a minister and the son of a general who were supposed to be well-matched childhood sweethearts but got separated, separated and reunited thousands of times, and finally reunited.

It sounded quite profound, but after reading a chapter or two, Meng Xian immediately understood——

It is nothing more than a story about a man who has a cold face, no long mouth, and neither cold nor hot, and the heroine becomes colder day by day during a pursuit that lasts for more than ten years.

He called the man a dog and the heroine spineless, but he couldn't bear it and became more and more enthusiastic.

It has to be said that this kind of cliché can last forever and naturally has its own uniqueness.

Seducing, seducing you so much that you can't help it,

The more I look at it, the more I want to see it.

I just want to see how the so-called flower of the high mountains bows to love and pursues his wife with regret.

After reading two chapters, Meng Xian already felt a little sleepy, but she really couldn't bear to let it go;

I forced myself to read another chapter, and in the end I didn't even realize when I fell asleep.

……

In the exquisite and fragrant boudoir, as the owner slept peacefully, except for the subtle beating of the candlelight, there was no other sound.

But the tranquility that was supposed to last until dawn was broken by a rustling sound coming from the window lattice.

A moment later, a dark figure flew into the room very neatly; the person turned around and closed the window tightly, and then slowly approached the bed.

A corner of the hanging gauze curtain was lifted, and a tall figure took the opportunity to enter.

On the bed, the girl looked cute and innocent, with pink cheeks, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

The man suddenly let out a very low laugh and murmured, "I've lost weight."

Meng Xian's sleep was not deep to begin with. At this moment, a tall and deep black shadow covered her body, and she could feel it even in her sleep.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes happily.

To be honest, if a figure that is obviously a man suddenly appears in a girl's room in the dark at night, it would scare a person half to death;

So Meng Xian didn't think there was anything wrong with him subconsciously picking up the box next to his pillow and throwing it at it.

The man on the opposite side seemed to be undefended, and was hit hard by the box coming towards him!

As the man let out a slightly forbearing gasp, Meng Xian, who gradually returned to consciousness, seemed to have noticed something.

"We haven't seen each other for so long, and you're greeting me like this?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice whispered in my ears, with a helpless smile and a feeling of being hurt.

"Jiang Heng?" She still couldn't believe it, feeling like she was still in a dream, so she spoke tentatively.

The man had already moved his body faster than his words, and leaned forward to cover her. In this position, the two of them looked at their sweetheart who had been separated for nearly a year.

When you get close, you can see the other person's face clearly even under the dim candlelight.

Lost weight, seems to be a little darker;

After a few moments of hesitation, she finally couldn't hold it back.

The slender Rouyi slowly caressed the man's angular face, brushing over his eyebrows, nose, and thin lips one by one.

After staying in the border town for a long time, his face is much rougher than when he was in the capital, and his stubble is also prickly to the touch.

The man's voice was deep, his eyes were soft, and he looked at the person under him quietly, "Xianxiao, I'm back."

It wasn't until he heard this sound that Meng Xian seemed to wake up from a dream and had a clear understanding of the scene that had just happened.

This is not a dream,

He is really back.

I have fantasized about the scene of them meeting again after a long absence, and I have prepared countless words to talk to him.

But at this moment, thousands of words came to my mouth, and I didn’t know where to start.

The tip of Meng Xian's nose felt sour, and she cried softly in his arms.

Jiang Heng obviously didn't expect such a direction. He felt heartbroken for a moment but couldn't laugh or cry at the same time, "Why are you crying? I didn't come back well."

After thinking about it for a moment, he got a rough guess, "You think I've been gone for too long?"

She cried so much that she couldn't speak. She just nodded and hit him with fists in her hands.

But in fact, there was no force at all. Rather than hitting someone, it was more like acting coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I've been away for too long, which makes us worried."

The man was already very good-looking, but now he lowered his attitude to coax people, his voice was low and hoarse with a smile, and Meng Xian felt that she was very worthless.

With just such a word, any temper or emotion was instantly gone.

The man seemed to have worked extremely hard to maintain his dignity. After she wiped away her tears and calmed down,

The person on the other side said, "Now, isn't it time to change the way you welcome me?"

Meng Lian: "..."

However, although……

Nothing seems wrong...