It turns out that I am the white moonlight of the cold boss [Rebirth]

A silver hairpin pulls up her jet-black hair, and a black tunic with cranes of the same color embroidered under the hem is the dress of an attendant.

Looking at the thin and slender figure in the white mirror, Qiu Lan felt as if he had passed away for a moment. How long had he not worn a long gown? In fact, it was not too long since he woke up in Feixue Palace after his death.

The memory that used to be Qiu Lan seems to have been a thing of the previous life.

Before he could look any further, the maid took him out of the Mingguang Palace impatiently, to the door of a building, gloated at him, then turned and left.

Qiu Lan saw that these maids were more or less hostile to him, and she didn't intend to explain to him why she brought him here, so she sighed and looked around.

This building is different from the style of the Dazheng Hall and the Mingguang Hall. It is full of catkin trees. This is a unique tree of the Snow Clan. It can adapt to the severe cold climate of the Snow Clan. It blooms all year round. The flowers are called Xuexu and are white. Soft like cotton wool.

Qiu Lan picked a snow flower, walked in a little confused, walked around the tree, and finally saw the tall roof of the house with a plaque hanging on it - Xuegong.

A harsh reprimand suddenly came from the room: "Lawless, Your Highness is so stubborn, I can only offend you, Your Highness, please extend your hand."

Qiu Lan shook his hand, and the snowflakes in his hand fell to the ground, he didn't care about it, he walked lightly and hid behind the tree. The windows on all sides of the room were wide open for light, which was convenient for Qiu Lan to peek.

There were neat tables and chairs in the room, and three children were sitting there. On the podium, General Lin Ci was holding a white folding fan, with a serious expression on his face, and the one who was about to be slapped... Little Highness Yi Zheng looked at Lin Ci in shock. , I didn't stretch out my hand for a long time.

"How dare you hit His Highness?"

Lin Ci did not fluctuate, and his tone was calm: "Your Majesty has granted permission to use some special methods to discipline His Highness."

Yi Zheng's short legs took a step back, and Lin Ci grabbed his arm, showing his delicate hands.

"Snapped."

"Hiss." Qiu Lan couldn't help pinching the hem of his clothes tightly. Hearing the sound of the blow, Yi Zheng hung his head and didn't lift it up for a long time, and didn't make a sound.

Lin Ci in the room suddenly raised his head and glanced in Qiulan's direction, raising his eyebrows.

Qiu Lan covered her mouth and took a step back, not daring to look any more, for fear that Lin Ci would run out and catch him, so she walked a few more steps into Xuxu's woods guiltily.

Suddenly, I heard a soft weeping, very low, like the sound of a small animal.

He hesitated for a moment, followed the sound, and there were quite a few moon grasses half a person's height planted in the grove, and he walked over and made the sound of "Xixisuosuo".

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Qiu Lan walked under a tree, and saw a small figure nestled in the moon grass. It was a child with silver hair, curled up and crying.

Is this also the accompanying reader who was called into the palace?Why don't you go to class?

Qiu Lan squatted down and called softly: "Xiao Xuejun?"

The child trembled all over, and raised his face to look at Qiulan. The little face was small and beautiful, with rainy pear blossoms, and his eyes were red from crying. For a moment, Qiulan couldn't tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

Seeing that he didn't seem to resist her, Qiu Lan asked softly, "Why don't you go to class?"

The child twisted his body, his face turned red, and his voice was extremely low: "Brother Linlang threw my school bag into a tree. I dare not go to class. The teacher will scold me..."

As he spoke, he began to cry pitifully again.

Qiu Lan stretched out her index finger and nodded her lips: "Shh, don't cry, don't cry, I'll get the book back for you, where did you throw it?"

The child finally stopped crying, looked at Qiulan with big bright eyes, and pointed to the tree branch above his head.

Qiu Lan looked up and saw that the tree was several people tall, with a thick trunk, and snowflakes were fluttering on it, as if a white book bag could be seen.

"Don't cry, I'll get it for you."

Qiu Lan tied up the hem of his clothes. He had climbed many trees when he was a child. He was very confident in this skill. Fortunately, his hands were not unfamiliar, so he jumped up the tree and got the book bag.

Just as she was about to climb down, the branch under her feet made a soft "click", and Qiu Lan froze all over.

The child under the tree obviously heard it too, and the sluice gate that had just been stopped was released again, crying "woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Qiu Lan had no choice but to say, "I'm fine, I can't fall." He stepped on another branch and asked casually as if chatting: "What's your name?"

The child was stunned, and was diverted by him, so he said, "I... My name is Yuning, the rich Yu, the peaceful Ning."

Qiu Lan smiled, slid down the tree trunk and jumped to the ground, patted the dust and sawdust on her body, and handed it to Yuning with the book bag in her hand.

Yuning's eyes lit up, and he took the bookbag and said in a childish voice, "Thank you brother."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands to hug Qiu Lan's legs, looked up and blinked at him.

It's so soft, like a small animal, Qiu Lan couldn't help but want to touch Yuning's head, when a gloomy voice came from behind, saying each word: "Shen, Yu, Cheng!"

He turned around and saw Yi Zheng standing not far away with a cold face, his face was ugly.

Seeing that Yi Zheng also looked a little scared, Yuning let go of Qiu Lan's hand and lowered his head to his fingers.

Qiu Lan tilted her head: "Your Highness, get out of class is over."

Yi Zheng turned his head away from him and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

"Yuning's book bag was thrown on a tree, and I helped him get it off."

Unexpectedly, Yi Zheng suddenly raised his voice, his voice was not like Yuning's milky, but it was crisp and sharp at this moment: "Are you my shidu or his shidu, since you like him so much, go Just be his attendant, I don't want you anymore!"

Qiu Lan was stunned when she heard the words, did she bring him into the inner palace... let him be Yi Zheng's attendant?

Who came up with such a bad idea, a human being served as the attendant of the prince of the Snow clan, if he was told, he would be sprayed to death by those nobles of the Snow clan.

He couldn't help but want to get close to Yi Zheng secretly, but if he became Yi Zheng's attendant and often went to the inner palace, he might see Yi Guixue often. Thinking of this, Qiu Lan's palms broke out in cold sweat, and he swallowed After spitting, he didn't coax Yi Zheng like the previous few times.

Yi Zheng didn't wait for Qiu Lan's reply for a long time, and felt sad in his heart. When he thought of the way Cai Yuning was getting close to that person just now, he always felt that he was replaced by him, so he put the book bag in his hand Throwing it on Qiulan, turned around and ran away like the wind.

Leaving Qiu Lan standing there, picking up the book bag, dazed in the same place.

He didn't want to go back to the Mingguang Palace, and he couldn't go back to the Outer Palace, so he had nowhere to go.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, a maid from the Mingguang Palace came over and frowned sarcastically: "I thought it was so powerful that I made His Highness angry on the first day I came here."

Qiu Lan smiled wryly in her heart, no wonder these maids didn't like him, a servant of the human race was directly promoted to the prince's servant, it's strange to see him pleasing to the eye.

The maid said proudly: "The king has ordered you to send His Highness's homework for that day to the Dazheng Hall every day, so hurry up."

Qiu Lan never expected that there was such a trick waiting for her, and she froze: "I am a human race, so I am not suitable for walking around in the inner palace, why not go as a girl."

The maid suddenly raised her voice: "Go as soon as I tell you, why are there so many words?"

After finishing speaking, he left in a huff, still thinking about the joke in his heart, this human race is dumb, with a low status, and he doesn't know where he came from, where is he allocated to His Highness as a servant?Where is the right to enter and leave the Grand Palace?

Such an impure mind, the king will definitely punish him severely!

Qiu Lan was holding the book bag alone, the wind at night was getting colder and colder, it was not an option to stand here all the time, he walked slowly on the palace road, praying that he would walk the road from Xuegong to Dazhengdian for a lifetime.

However, God always likes to go against him, he only feels that when he closes his eyes and opens them, the high steps of the Grand Palace appear in front of him, the door is empty, only the bleak wind.

He hoped that a guard would appear to stop him, and his wish to help him deliver the things was also defeated.

He stepped up the steps with a heavy heart, and walked into the Dazheng Hall step by step. The hall was still the same as last time, with a dim light and no one there.

Qiu Lan quickened her pace, put the book bag in her hand on the table in the middle, and turned around to prepare to withdraw.

As soon as he turned around, a tall figure appeared behind him like a ghost, and Qiu Lan took a step back in fright, almost screaming out.

He quickly reacted, seeing Yi Guixue's unpredictable expression in front of him, subconsciously lowered his head.

Yi Guixue is tall, standing firmly in front of her, with a particularly oppressive feeling, Qiu Lan's entire figure seems to be shrouded in Yi Guixue's shadow.

"Run what?"

Yi Guixue stepped up, brushed past Qiu Lan, sat down gracefully behind the desk, took out books and papers from the book bag, and opened them to read.

Qiu Lan stood there helplessly, breathing lightly, watching Yi Guixue flipping through the pages, in a daze.

Yi Guixue suddenly raised her head to look at him, her thin lips parted slightly: "Grinding ink."

Qiu Lan's breathing was stagnant, she took a step forward with a stiff body, bent over, moved the inkstone slightly with her left hand first, the right hand holding the ink stick stopped suddenly, and secretly glanced at Yi Guixue from the corner of her eyes guiltyly.

He was by Yi Guixue's side when he was young, and he volunteered to sharpen ink for him several times. This action is his little habit, so it should be...it's okay.

After so many years, Yi Guixue must have forgotten.

What Qiu Lan didn't know was that Yi Guixue had been secretly observing him when he was grinding the ink, and when he saw his subconscious movements, the man's fingers trembled and his emotions fluctuated.

He deliberately pretended to be clumsy and began to grind the ink, and the ink in the inkstone was immediately splashed out a few points.

Qiu Lan raised her head guiltily, and met Shang Yi Guixue's gaze calmly and deeply.

He shook his hand, didn't dare to look any further, and lowered his head.

Yi Guixue stared openly at the jade-white slender fingers, bit by bit, smearing the ink, as if gently tickling the heart.

In the suffocating silence, Qiu Lan couldn't help but finally said: "Your Majesty, did you arrange for me to be His Highness's attendant? I don't think... I am not suitable, I am a human race."

Yi Guixue's eyes were deep, she suddenly reached out her hand, her big hand was cold, and pressed Qiu Lan's hand.

Qiu Lan was startled, and struggled subconsciously. How could his strength compare with that of the Snow King who had already stepped into the divine realm, and his hands were tightly grasped by those big hands.

"Your Majesty?" Qiu Lan's tone was already panicked.

With crazy emotions in her eyes, Yi Guixue leaned closer, and she breathed hot air on Qiu Lan's neck, making her goose bumps all over her body.

He heard Yi Guixue's cold voice close to his ear: "Did you know? In Xueyuan, everyone has to bow when they see me, but you didn't kneel twice."

The ink stick in Qiu Lan's hand fell into the inkstone with a "clack", splashing a piece of ink, and he instantly softened his legs and knelt down in front of Yi Guixue.