Xiaolou listened to the wind and rain all night

It started snowing outside again.

Floating down freely, Yan Yunyou looked out the window of the carriage, a little lost in thought.

There were only him and Shen Yixuan in the carriage, and a fire was lit, which made it warm.

It's just that there is nothing to say, one closed his eyes to rest his mind, and the other looked out.

Chang'an City is still very lively. The snow on the street is smooth and there are few pedestrians. There are a group of children running around chirping, but they don't feel the cold.

The thick snow covered the red walls and green tiles, adding a bit of silence.

Chang'an is beautiful no matter what.

Yan Yunyou closed her gaze, glanced at Shen Yixuan who was like an old monk in meditation, and lowered her eyes again.

The carriage swayed gently, but suddenly stopped, and the coachman yelled outside: "Huh!"

Then there was the cry of a child.

Shen Yixuan opened his eyes displeased, leaned forward and told Qin Zhiyang who was following the carriage: "Go and see what happened."

"Yes!" Qin Zhiyang kicked the horse's belly and moved forward.At the same time, Yan Yunyou had already lifted the curtain and went out.

Shen Yixuan's face was dark, he didn't want to call to stop him, and he didn't want to let Yan Yunyou go out, even though he knew that Yan Yunyou couldn't escape without martial arts.

After a pause, he bent down and followed out of the carriage.

The snow was still falling, and there was a child sitting on the ground crying, surrounded by four or five children, a little noisy.

As soon as Qin Zhiyang got off his horse, he cried even more fiercely, and he didn't know if he was frightened.

The coachman stood aside, a little helpless.

Yan Yunyou walked over and knelt down to check the situation.The kid didn't look very old, his boots were stained with mud, and his hair was already wet with heavy snow.

I don't know whether it's crying or freezing, the tip of my nose is red.It looks pathetic.

When the child next to him saw Yan Yunyou coming over, he immediately hid aside to make room for Yan Yunyou.

"Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt?" He said softly, reached out to hold the little dirty hand of the child, and wiped his tears with the other hand.

"No...it doesn't hurt..." the child sobbed.

Children are always the most honest, Yan Yunyou asked: "Did the horse scare you?"

"No." The child cried even more fiercely: "The clothes are dirty... Mother will beat me..."

So it was so, Yan Yunyou smiled lightly, stretched out her hand to touch her bosom, and suddenly froze again.

Shen Yixuan gave him clothes, but did not give him money.He has no money on him.

The hand was suddenly pulled up, and the whole person was pulled up.

"Qin Zhiyang, take him to the tailor shop to make a new dress, and then send him home. Let's go back to the other courtyard first." Shen Yixuan's actions were neither gentle nor rude. Carriage lira.

Snow fell on Yan Yunyou's shoulders and hair, and it turned into water as soon as he got into the carriage.

Shen Yixuan threw a ball of things directly at Yan Yunyou, and said coldly: "Wipe it yourself, if you get fever again, you don't have to go, just go back to Prince Xuan's Mansion."

Before Yan Yunyou could see clearly, the thing was already in his hand, a ball of silk cloth.

He couldn't figure out what Shen Yixuan's intention was.

Yan Yunyou held it for a while before starting to move.The heat from the stove quickly dried the snow on the clothes, but it wasn't cold.

Thinking about Shen Yixuan's appearance, Yan Yunyou didn't know how to appreciate this beauty.

Shen Yixuan didn't go to the other courtyard in the east of the city very often, but no one dared to take care of it.

Compared with Prince Xuan's mansion, there are fewer attendants, but they are still well-behaved.

There were two rows of people standing in front of the door. After waiting in the snow for some time, a layer of snow fell on their clothes.The leader stood with his head bowed, holding an umbrella in both hands, but did not open it.He has graying hair and looks like a man in charge.

Seeing the carriage approaching from a distance, he was a little surprised, and then immediately went forward to greet him.

He didn't expect that Prince Xuan didn't bring an attendant with him.

The coachman opened the door curtain, Shen Yixuan leaned out from inside, got off the carriage but did not leave, still standing.

The clever manager took an umbrella to meet Shen Yixuan when the car was parked, and raised his voice, "Welcome to the lord!"

The two rows of people followed suit: "Welcome to the prince!"

Shen Yixuan waved his hands and said, "Get up, everyone."

The person in charge wanted to say more, but saw that the curtain on the carriage was lifted again, and a man wearing a white cloak came out after him.

A pair of eyes are as dazzling as stars, black and clean and clear, but a face is pale, a handsome young man, standing behind Shen Yixuan looks really Zhilan Yushu.

Only then did Shen Yixuan step forward, and the manager was startled, only to realize that the prince was waiting for this person to get off the carriage.But when the person came out, the prince didn't even look at it, so he couldn't see the relationship between this person and the prince.He didn't dare to speculate, he just pretended that he didn't see it, and bent down to welcome Shen Yixuan into the room to rest.

"Take an umbrella." Shen Yixuan ordered lightly, and walked towards the courtyard.

The person in charge was stunned for a moment before he realized which side Shen Yixuan was talking about. He quickly waved his hands at the people below. The attendant reacted quickly and immediately held up an umbrella for Yan Yunyou: "Young master, please be careful of the slippery road."

No wonder Shen Yixuan would say that there are red plums planted in the other courtyard, once inside, the fragrance of the garden is stronger than that of Prince Xuan's Mansion.Going further in, a garden of red plum blossoms just in time, snowflakes fell on it, adding a bit of chill.

These are not the two red plums in Prince Xuan's Mansion, but the plum blossoms in the whole garden.Yan Yunyou couldn't move his eyes, Shen Yixuan was walking in front, he couldn't get too lost, so he followed Xiangli.

It was nothing serious, the person in charge seemed to be reporting something to Shen Yixuan, but no one paid attention to him.Yan Yunyou's feet gave a serious pause.The whole person turned around and went to the plum garden again.

The attendant was a little surprised, and was about to catch up in two steps: "My lord, this servant will hold an umbrella for you."

"Don't dare to trouble you." Yan Yunyou turned around and said, "I'll take a second look and go back."

The snow fell harder, and the snow on the ground made a sound when stepped on.Yan Yunyou suddenly became more childlike, and walked around on the white snow twice, then raised her head and looked at the red plum blossoms on the branches above her head.

It looks like a peach blossom, but it has more grace than a peach blossom.The proud snow and the frost, the fragrance is striking, mixed with the winter snow and the north wind, it is thriving.

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and it is exactly the same.

There was snow falling on his face, which was icy cold and quickly turned into water. Yan Yunyou stretched out his hand to touch it, and wanted to laugh again.

Being here, I can't tell what my identity is.Maybe it's a prisoner, but I still have the heart to come and see the flowers.

Shen Yixuan just sat down for less than a cup of tea when he realized that Yan Yunyou hadn't followed. At first he thought he was walking slowly, but later he realized that he really didn't come.

Anger surged into my heart in an instant, but my first reaction was that the man must have escaped, and he shouldn't have been soft-hearted and brought him out, and he should have been imprisoned for the rest of his life!

After I went out and asked, I found out that he was watching plum blossoms in the plum garden.

No one followed, Shen Yixuan went to the plum garden by himself.

The boy under the red plum tree wore a white cloak, with an unexplainable smile on his face, which made Shen Yixuan think of that spring day in the south of the Yangtze River, the spring breeze and Hexi.

He walked over a few steps, but unexpectedly, Yan Yunyou had lost her martial arts, and it was difficult to detect the breath of others.When there were still a few steps away, Yan Yunyou suddenly realized and turned to look at him.

The four eyes met, very much like the spring in the south of the Yangtze River.

#####It's even later, it's eleven o'clock now.I hope it won't be past zero.Also, little ones, don't be sad when reading, I will vent my anger on you!