General

The snow is falling more and more.

Just like that, it hit the face and body overwhelmingly, and there were bursts of biting cold.Ling Feng brought a copper charcoal basin from nowhere and put it on the ground, plus several thick stacks of paper money, and handed it to Li Xuan without saying a word.

The charcoal fire in the basin was burning vigorously, and instantly melted the snow on their bodies. The red fire light shone on the two of them, as if the whole people were warmed up a bit.

Li Xuan nodded gratefully to Ling Feng, and put a stack of burnt paper into the charcoal basin with his lowered hands, the bright flames rushed violently, and a black paper ash quietly scattered into the air with the cold wind.

"Father... son is unfilial..."

Li Xuan was a little choked up, and his voice was very hoarse. He raised his head slightly, suppressing the tears that were about to come out, and muttered to himself, "It's my son's incompetence...that made you suffer..."

Lan Jing also struggled to kneel up straight, took a stack of paper money and slowly sent it to the charcoal basin. He quietly stared at the jumping flames, but he could only lower his eyes, too guilty to say a word.

He really never thought that his random decision at the beginning would destroy the entire Li family now, one after another, like being cursed by him.

Li Xuan burned all the paper money silently, and saw Lan Jing's handsome face with blurred eyes when he turned his head.

He knew that Lan Jing blamed herself in her heart, but at this moment, all comforting words were so pale and powerless.He put his arms around Lan Jing's thin shoulders, pulled him tightly into his arms, kissed his hair bit by bit, soothingly, the brocade-like long hair hung down softly by his side, There is a faint fragrance.

In fact...the Li family was regarded as alien by the regent, and today's ending was expected, but Lan Jing's appearance only accelerated the process.

He doesn't blame Lan Jing, but today's blood debt, he will never forget, whether it is the Li Xue family or the regent...

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A brilliant brilliance suddenly bloomed in the dark night sky, shining brightly, reflecting the faces of the two silently looking at each other.

Accompanied by the faint ringing of the New Year's bell in Fanjing Temple, countless fireworks began to rise and fall in the endless night, and the intoxicating flowers were pieced together among the lively firecrackers.

"New Year's Eve..." Li Xuan stared at Lan Jing's charming eyes, trying hard to elicit a warm smile, clusters of fireworks criss-crossed, his handsome face was full of lights and shadows.

Lan Jing lowered her hand to pick up the silver flagon that had just been dropped on the ground, poured the last sip of fine wine into her mouth, gently raised Li Xuan's chin, and kissed his lips involuntarily. .

The clear aroma of wine diffused between the lips and tongues of the two, and the affectionate kiss carried a kind of indescribable lingering.It wasn't until the two of them were suffocated that Lan Jing let go of Li Xuan's fingers, and looked at him with a smile on his lips:

"This is the real joint wine." Lan Jing cupped his face with both hands, and murmured earnestly, "From today onwards, we will become one."

Li Xuan stared into his clear eyes, and suddenly choked up his sobs and shook his lips, but after the tears swirled stubbornly in his eyes for a few times, they finally burst out uncontrollably at the next moment...

Li Xuan cried...

Lan Jing stretched out her hand in disbelief, wanting to touch his crystal-like teardrops.At this moment, his face was full of melancholy and haggard, but what was more, he was moved from the bottom of his heart!

A few more gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the white snow flying all over the sky. Under the fleeting pieces of golden light, Lan Jing actually saw a touch of intoxicating brilliance from his deep eyes like a secluded pool. ...

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Li Xuan had already married into Prince Jing's mansion, so he was naturally not qualified to organize Li Shihong's funeral. According to the etiquette system of Longxiao Kingdom, he only needed to go back to attend the funeral on the seventh day.

On the snowy New Year's Eve, the two of them stayed in the desolate abandoned garden for most of the night. They stayed up until the first light of dawn before being dragged back into the carriage abruptly by Ling Feng, and sent straight to the warm and spring-like Chenghuan Hall.

In the hall, among the layers of veils, a huge gold-painted wooden barrel has been prepared in the house. The warm water seems to be sprinkled with herbs to dispel wind and cold. From a distance, one can smell the ethereal medicine fragrant.

"General, my lord is afraid of the cold, so you can take a medicinal bath with him for a while longer." Ling Feng stood respectfully at the door, watching Li Xuan slowly carry Lan Jing from the car into the palace door, still a little uneasy He instructed, "Go down and order the dining room to make some ginger soup."

"En." Li Xuan looked down at the man who was sleeping in his arms, and there was a hint of pity in his still red eyes.

Ling Feng turned around and backed out, and an ambiguous atmosphere immediately fainted in the warm and fragrant bedroom.Li Xuan gently put the man on the soft couch, and fumbled to untie the belt around his waist. Lan Jing seemed to feel someone moving her lapel, and immediately snorted dissatisfiedly, and grabbed Li Xuan's powerful arm indiscriminately. finger.

Because of the warmth in the room, her face, which was as pale as paper just now, was slightly blush, like a spring peach in March, delicate and charming.

"Don't move." Li Xuan's voice was low and deep, with a bit of seductive hoarseness. He covered the still cold back of Lanjing's hand, patted it lightly, and said softly, "I Accompany you to soak in the medicine bath for a while, so as not to catch the cold when you turn around."

I don't know if she really understood Li Xuan's words, but Lan Jing immediately let go of her hand, pouted slightly, and let him peel her up and down.Even when he was picked up from the couch, that white arm was still tightly wrapped around his body like a tempting little snake.