Male God, a Little Su

"Yes, I'm kneeling in the snow. If you don't see him, he won't get up."

Mammy Jiang didn't like crossing the river from the bottom of her heart, and felt that the little eunuch thought too much. Moreover, the master's attitude towards him is not clear, Jiang mama didn't want to associate those bad things with Su Yan, but she also didn't want to let the dirty little eunuch dirty her mother-in-law.

At first, she served Su Yan's grandmother. Later, when Su Yan was born, she happened to be married and had milk, so she became Su Yan's grandmother.

In this life, I have never seen a lot of wind and waves. In order to protect the master, Jiang mama can cultivate a heart of stone.

But she couldn't get past Su Yan, and dealt with Duchuan at will. She could only reluctantly ask Su Yan what she meant, hoping that she would not see Duchuan.

Su Yan frowned and asked again, "Is he kneeling in the snow outside?"

Mammy Jiang nodded, "Do you want the servant to order someone to drag him back. According to the old servant's opinion, it's better to let him go back to where he came from, and save the trouble for you. Mother, you saved his life. , has done the best of benevolence and righteousness.”

The injury of crossing the river itself has nothing to do with Su Rou, and this person's injury is unclear and unclear, such a big hole. In the palace, this kind of thing can be strictly put an end to, but until now, no one has mentioned it.

"It's really..." Su Yan pursed her lower lip, her expression a little cold, "Damn it!"

She lay down straight and said coldly, "Mommy, you should also go and rest. Since he wants to kneel, let him kneel!"

Su Yan wanted to see what his plan was. After finally getting his life back, he started to die again.

Relying on youth, can't freeze to death?

She rolled over and sneered.

Seeing Su Yan's anger, Jiang mama had no choice but to nod her head and carefully tuck the quilt for Su Yan. After she closed her eyes, she returned to her room.

There are eunuchs who keep vigil at night, and four maids in the spring, summer, autumn and winter take turns to watch the night in the hall.

...

The wind outside was extremely cold, and the little eunuchs who guarded the door were nestled at the door, their hands folded into their sleeves, shivering from the cold.

Looking at the yard, there was a thin, stubborn young man kneeling in the white snow.

One of them shook his voice and raised his voice to persuade him to break: "Hey, little brother, what are you doing? The imperial concubine is already asleep, she can't come out to see you!"

Du Chuan's lips pursed even tighter, and he lowered his head and did not answer.

Seeing him so stubborn and ignorant, the two little eunuchs looked at each other, shook their heads and stopped talking.

The foggy night sky, I don't know when it will snow.

These days, because of heavy snow, many villages have been crushed. In many areas, there were also avalanches and collapses, so during this time, many refugees came to the capital.

Xiao Qinghe was so busy that even if he wanted to stay in the harem, he was helpless.

These days, Meng Yunniang's hard heart has also softened a little bit. She is used to Xiao Qinghe coming to her every night, and it's not that she hasn't heard the gossip of the harem. But so what? Do you want her to watch Xiao Qinghe go to other women?

Sorry, she can't.

"Niangniang, it looks like the emperor won't be here tonight, so you should go to bed earlier."

Bi Yu couldn't bear to see Meng Yunniang like this.

Meng Yunniang lowered her head, pinched her palm, and suddenly heard a series of footsteps outside the hall.

She was stunned, stood up suddenly, and asked, "But the emperor is here?"