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Yan Wanting stood by the window, slightly opened a small gap, and glanced out.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes, and there was still heavy snow falling in the sky, and the cold wind rushed in from the gap by the window.

Even Yan Wanting, who is not afraid of the cold, couldn't help shrinking back.

Yan Banting closed the window and turned to look at the desk, Xia Qiulian who looked down at the scroll.

"It's snowing today, and I don't know when it will stop."

Xia Qiulian said lightly without looking up.

"Have you forgotten, Your Highness, the first snow fell in Qiu Lian's country in Yan, and it fell for three days. The silver frost charcoal in the palace is not enough, so I bought some ordinary charcoal from the people in the capital for emergency."

Xia Qiulian suddenly mentioned the past, and the words were calm and light, as if reminiscing with an old friend.

Yan Wanting looked at her pale and delicate side face, and after a while, sat down by the stove with his sleeves up, muttering.

"Of course I remember. At that time, you had recurrent attacks of cold, your body was uncomfortable and tight, and you always wanted to go out to see the snow. One day, Qingyuan came to my palace in a hurry and said that you got up at night and painted snow on the porch. Ye Yuejing came, no matter how much I persuaded you, I couldn't persuade you to go back, so I specially asked you to go back to your room to rest."

Xia Qiulian raised her head, turned her head slightly, and seemed to think for a while before she got some impressions.

"Your Highness remembers it so clearly."

Yan Wanting's eyes flickered, he couldn't express his happiness or anger, and his expression was a bit complicated.

"Of course I remember, later I asked you to draw a picture for me. You used that picture, added me with a few strokes in the gallery, and then gave the picture to me."

Xia Qiulian was startled, and pursed her lips slightly.

Yan Wanting murmured, and instead of looking at Xia Qiulian, he lowered his head to look at the lavender fire in the burning silver frost charcoal in the stove.

"I put away that painting later and hung it in my room. However, not long after, it was accidentally torn off by a new girl in the temple. Can't see clearly."

It seems that there is such a thing.

It's just that Xia Qiulian didn't take this matter to heart at that time, and now that Yan Banting brought up the old matter again, she remembered it.

Xia Qiulian remained silent, and Yan Wanting didn't care, and continued.

"The painting was ruined, so I asked you to draw another one for me, but you were really not in good health at that time. I asked you to wait for your health to recover and you have free time. Just draw another one for me. But you still stayed up for a few nights without telling me, and drew a picture of hunting in autumn for me. I was angry and happy, and after a few days, I asked my father to take you to Linzhou to escape the cold."

Yan Wanting remembered everything about Xia Qiulian clearly. She didn't intend to remember it deliberately, but when she suddenly thought of talking about it, she realized that even some small things that happened in her ordinary relationship with Xia Qiulian , also remember so clearly.

Xu even herself was a little surprised.

The silver frost charcoal was burning quietly, exuding a faint purple light, and the silver-white ash that fell on the side piled up bit by bit.

Xia Qiulian looked at Yan Wanting's sad face, a soft light flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly called out softly.

"Your Highness."

Yan Wanting heard the words and looked up at her,

"What's the matter."

Xia Qiulian pursed her lips again and shook her head.

The hand stove that Yan Wanting gave her was lying in the palm of her hand. Qing Yuan had just added some charcoal to it, and now the temperature just warmed up Xia Qiulian's cold hands, and she held them tightly.

There is a sense of melancholy in my heart.

She had used this hand stove for five years, and now it has returned to her hands in the same way.

Yan Wanting tilted his head in doubt, looking at Xia Qiulian.

Xia Qiulian called her but didn't speak.

The atmosphere between the two was really awkward.

The day before yesterday they broke up unhappy, and Yan Banting was full of resentment.

Only one day later, she delivered it to her door as a gesture of goodwill, and also sent a hand stove.

Fortunately, Yan Wanting is not a face-saving person. Anyway, she was a little worried when she saw the snow, and wanted to come and see Xia Qiulian.

She is such a person, her temperament comes and goes quickly.

Yan Wanting didn't speak, and the reticent Xia Qiulian naturally didn't start looking for any topics.

Yan Wanting stood up, walked to the bookshelf behind Xia Qiulian, and looked at the neatly arranged books of all kinds.

There are historical documents, poetry collections, all kinds of piano scores, chess scores, tea art medical books, and some books that Yan Banting has never even heard of.

She has never read any of Xia Qiulian's books, she has read a lot, some are difficult to understand, and some are too boring.

Yan Wanting casually took down a collection of poems and flipped through it, while pretending to be indifferent.

"I just saw it snowing today, so I came to see you. Are you in good health?"

Xia Qiulian shook her head lightly.

"All right."

But Yan Wanting didn't believe this.

Xia Qiulian was wearing thick clothes and fox fur, but her face was still pale and weak, and a trace of tiredness could be vaguely seen in her eyes.

Yan Wanting glanced at the open book and closed it again.

"Fu'an delivered medicine today."

Xia Qiulian sat upright, her pale face glowing with a faint soft light.

"Today, the little imperial physician from Fu'an didn't come."

"not coming?"

Yan Wanting seemed a little displeased, she frowned and stuffed the book back to its original place.

"It's so cold today, she hasn't delivered your medicine yet."

Out of the corner of Xia Qiulian's eyes, she saw Yan Banting reach out and gently grasp the jade flute at his waist, and let it go quickly.

This is Yan Wanting's subconscious habitual action, and she should be feeling anxious and slightly angry at this time.

Xia Qiulian sighed softly and let out a soft voice.

"Your Highness, it's fine if you don't drink the medicine for a day. Besides, it's snowing heavily today, and it's slippery and cold. The little imperial doctor Xu is still on the way."

Yan Wanting frowned more and more tightly, and his tone was a bit serious.

"It's only a long way from the Imperial Hospital to Jingling Palace. Does it take two hours? Even if you climb here with one hand, you should be there by now. She is just spoiled. If she doesn't clean up properly, she will fly to Heaven has gone.

At this time, there was a light knock on the door.

Xia Qiulian glanced at it and knew that it was Qing Yuan at the door. She turned her head to look at Yan Banting, and changed the subject in a timely manner.

"It's almost noon, Your Highness has to stay for dinner today, if you stay, Qiu Lian will ask someone to go down."

Yan Wanting nodded.

"Ah."

Xia Qiulian seemed to lose her appetite even more in winter, she just ate a few mouthfuls of vegetarian dishes and stopped chopsticks.

Yan Wanting didn't look at her, just took a piece of fish meat, picked out the bones and put it in her bowl.

He frowned.

"have eaten."

Xia Qiulian obediently ate the small piece of fish.

As soon as she finished eating, Yan Wanting brought her some other dishes.

Xia Qiulian finished eating one by one.

Qingyuan and Lvruan were surprised to see it from the sidelines. Although they didn't like Her Highness the Princess very much, it seemed that every time she was around, the young lady would obediently eat her food.

They tried their best to persuade Xia Qiulian to eat more.

In fact, this is probably a habit developed in the previous life. Yan Wanting always felt that Xia Qiulian ate less, and every time he tried his best to make Xia Qiulian eat more.

After a long time, Xia Qiulian got used to it, and she would obediently eat whatever Yan Banting put into her bowl.

After lunch, Qing Yuan and Lu Ruan happily put away all the things.

Xia Qiulian went back to the study with Yan Wanting.

Yan Wanting felt sleepy as soon as he sat down, covered his lips and yawned a few times.

She had the habit of taking a lunch break since she was a child, and felt sleepy when the hour came.

"If your Highness is sleepy, take a rest."

"Ah."

Yan Wanting naturally found the couch in the study and lay down on it.

He just closed his eyes and tossed and turned for a while, then sat up again, looking at Xia Qiulian who was still reading at the table.

"You, rest with me."