After her rebirth, she became the sweetheart of the sickly uncle.

"Master Jiang, I also heard what my father said." Su Qingcheng had no airs at all and moved a stone next to Ye Tantai and sat down.

Jiang Shicheng became interested, and while exhaling and rubbing his hands, he said, "I wonder which family the princess is from? Can she teach such an extraordinary and graceful woman as the princess?"

"The Su family in the capital."

Jiang Shicheng was shocked and looked at Su Qingcheng with more approval: "Su family? General Su's daughter? Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog daughter. General Su was a genius born in Nanye back then! I have long admired his name!"

"Thank you, Lord Jiang," Su Qingcheng smiled softly, "I will be happy to organize a meeting for Lord Jiang and father when we return to the capital."

Jiang Shicheng looked at Ye Tantai and Su Qingcheng who were dependent on each other. The more he looked at them, the more he liked them. He was not only the deputy general of the Ye family army, but also an old friend of Ye Boshan.

"I'm going to see how Ye Jiajun is settling in." He stood up, leaving space for the young couple to be alone.

Su Qingcheng looked at his leaving figure and said with emotion: "Vice General Jiang has dedicated his whole life to the Ye family army."

"Yes, I didn't marry and have children. I was alone on the top of the Jingzhou mountain guarding the former glory of the Ye family." Ye Tantai looked at the fire in front of him, and the flames were dancing in his eyes.

Every time the Ye family's affairs were mentioned, Su Qingcheng would subconsciously feel sorry for this man.

She suddenly remembered something and smiled mysteriously: "A Sheng, wait for me here, I will get you something good."

Ye Tantai's originally heavy mood was also aroused by her curiosity. After saying "hmm", he sat there obediently and watched Su Qingcheng running towards the loading carriage.

After a while, she ran back with something in her arms. Although the distance was short, the air was thin in the winter night, and she came back panting.

The palm-sized little face is fair and clean, and it looks even more petite and cute when wrapped in the wide fox fur coat. The cheeks are slightly rosy, and the breath he exhales appears and disappears in the air.

She mysteriously held the thing in her arms and sat back on the stone.

"what?"

Ye Tantai didn't even notice that his tone and eyes were gentler than the sunshine in that winter.

"Oranges," Su Qingcheng held two large oranges in her hand, "They were sent from the capital. Now is the season for eating oranges."

"Why did the capital send oranges here?" Ye Tantai said with a smile, not expecting that the good thing she was talking about was two oranges.

"I guess Xuerou sent someone to sneak in. I heard that the emperor's grandson likes to eat." Su Qingcheng said while looking around, found two straight branches, and inserted them from the bottom of the orange.

She stuck both oranges on the branches, handed one to Ye Tantai, and held the one in her hand toward the charcoal fire: "Like me."

Ye Tantai was very curious. He followed Su Qingcheng's example and put the oranges in his hands into the fire. He asked curiously: "Can oranges be roasted?"

"Of course, roasted oranges can relieve coughs and colds." Su Qingcheng kept turning the branches in her hands to avoid roasting one side for too long.

But Ye Tantai's attention was focused on this lively woman beside him. He always felt that Su Qingcheng outside the capital was very different from her in the palace.

When she was in the palace, she followed the rules, and her etiquette and communication with everyone were almost perfect. But the Su Qingcheng in front of her looked like an innocent, carefree ordinary woman...

This extreme contrast was pondered over and over again in Ye Tantai's mind, and the more she thought about it, the more elusive she felt.

"Hey, hey, Asheng!" Su Qingcheng laughed and snatched the branch from Ye Tantai's hand, "Why don't you know how to spin? Look, the oranges are all burnt."

Only then did Ye Tantai come to his senses. He saw that the orange he had roasted had indeed changed beyond recognition, while the one Su Qingcheng had roasted was very even on each side, and the sweet smell hit his face.

"I won't eat this from you." Su Qingcheng pretended to be disgusted and returned the orange to him, joking.

"Then I'll eat this from you." He quickly snatched the roasted orange from Su Qingcheng's hand while she was laughing at him.

Su Qingcheng jumped up anxiously to grab it from him, but Ye Tantai was much taller than her. She jumped from the left to the right and couldn't get it back.

"Hmph." Su Qingcheng put her hands on her hips and was about to get angry, when her mouth was suddenly filled with a piece of hot orange, and the smell of orange filled her lips.

She turned around and saw the man's well-jointed hands peeling oranges, looking at her with a smile.

"It's delicious." She said from the bottom of her heart.

The two sat back on the stone again. Ye Tantai slowly peeled the orange and handed it to Su Qingcheng very naturally, who happily accepted it.

She looked at the jumping flames without saying a word.

Such a natural intimacy between the two made her confused, as if a deer was running rampant in her heart...

Suddenly, Su Qingcheng felt a touch of coldness on her cheeks.

She looked up, and white snowflakes slowly fell from the sky.

"Asheng, it's snowing."

It had been a long time since she had stood in the snow.

During the years she was imprisoned in Fengwu Hall, she stood in front of the window and watched the heavy snow falling, but Fu Xingzhou did not allow her to go out.

Su Qingcheng closed her eyes, feeling the ice and cold snowflakes falling on her cheeks, the tip of her nose, her eyelashes...

When she opened her eyes again, Ye Tantai covered her face with his hands: "If you continue like this, you will get cold. Go back to the carriage."

Su Qingcheng's eyes flickered and she murmured, "But I want to see the snow."

"I really can't do anything about you," Ye Tantai smiled fondly, took off the white fox cloak on his body, held Su Qingcheng in his arms with one hand, and covered their heads with the cloak, "This way, the hair will not get wet. ”

Su Qingcheng's nose was full of Ye Tantai's scent. It was obviously a winter night, but she didn't feel the cold at all.

She fell in love with Ye Tantai, closed her eyes, and cursed: "Let's be greedy like this once. As a maid, Asu, let's indulge once."

The sun rises in the east.

When Su Qingcheng woke up, she found that she was still in Ye Tantai's arms, and he had been sitting like this all night.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" She stretched and looked at the ground that had been covered with a layer of snow, feeling suddenly relaxed and happy. "

Ye Tantai did not reply. He smiled and stood up to stretch his stiff body. He shook off the snow on his cloak and put it on again.

"I don't know who held my hand last night..." He left these words and turned around to get into the carriage.

At this time, many people had gathered around, all casting ambiguous looks at Su Qingcheng. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she ran onto the carriage as if running away.

"How can I? I'm obviously just lending you a shoulder to lean on." Su Qingcheng said.

Ye Tantai smiled evilly: "I'm just teasing you."