The Words of the Number One

It's snowing for Mu Yun, this is Mu Yun's first snow.

Boundless snow fell from the sky, so bright that it seemed to melt all the dark corners of the world. I was wearing a cloak and leaning against the door. The servants had already packed their clothes and would go home when the snow was a little lighter.

Mo Lan asked me where Ye Sichen had gone, and I said he was in Wanxianglou to discuss business with others. Mo Lan urged me to deliver the umbrella, she said that Ye Sichen must not have brought an umbrella when he went out without a servant, and he would be very happy if I went to pick him up. Moreover, she sent all my servants back on her own initiative, saying that I had changed from head to toe with new clothes and jewelry and covered my face. Without my servant Ye Sichen, I would not be able to recognize me, and asked me to give him one. surprise.

Just like this, I was pushed out of the door by Mo Lan with two umbrellas, and I walked slowly in the snow wrapped in a cloak. Wanxiang Building is not far from Yang's Mansion, so I quickly walked to Wanxiang Building, looked up and saw Ji Yu's profile from the half-opened window on the second floor.

I stood in the snow and looked at him. He smiled and said something to others.

Smile is very warm.

I turned my head and put away my umbrella and walked to the eaves of the nearby shop, waiting for him while sheltering from the snow.

The snow in the south fell on the ground and turned into a piece of wet ice. There was a wonton stall in front of the store. Every time the stall owner opened the pot, the heat was steaming and charming. The heat floated to the eaves, and the eaves began to fall. drops of water.

At some point, Ji Yu appeared in my sight.

He walked out of Wanxiang Tower calmly and leisurely with his hands behind his back, the snow fell on his hair and brows, it seemed that his temples were gradually turning gray. When he passed by the wonton stand, he still didn't look sideways. I thought he wouldn't recognize me, so I patted Luoxue on my body and picked up the umbrella. When I looked up again, I saw him looking at me.

He laughed when our eyes met, walked unhurriedly through the traffic and the steaming fog of the wonton stall, and stood under my eaves. There were still snowflakes on his eyelashes, which curled up wetly, and he said, "Ninety-nine."

He called my name and he recognized me.

I changed into newly made clothes, my hairstyle and hair accessories were all new, and I held the most common umbrella and covered my face. How did he recognize me?

I nodded calmly on the surface, but my heart was at a loss.

He looked down at the umbrella in my hand.

"Are you coming to pick me up?"

I handed him the packed umbrella and said softly, "Here you are."

"Thank you Jiujiu."

He took the umbrella and opened it. Before I opened the umbrella, he pulled me into the snow. A blue umbrella top appeared on my head. He took my hand and said, "Let me Hold an umbrella for Madam."

I leaned against him and his hands were warm. Maybe because he noticed that my hands were cold, he stuffed my hands into his loose cuffs, and the skin on his arms was warm when he touched them.

"You can put both in," he said nonchalantly.

I nodded and tucked my other hand into his cuff unceremoniously. He smiled and hugged my shoulders, the umbrella just covered the two of us.

so warm.

I didn't look at him, I just walked close to him and walked with him. The hand that was numb by the wind slowly regained consciousness, but the loss in my heart was getting bigger and bigger, like falling snow that kept piling up and melting.

I should not have seen him at this moment after remembering how much I had cherished him.

He shouldn't recognize me, an ordinary person like me who disappears in the crowd, he shouldn't recognize me just because of a look.

I can't be greedy for this false warmth.

He is not Ah Yao, his pain has nothing to do with me. His tenderness is fake, and his saying that he loves me is also fake. I expose all the tender moments, and I expose all his falsehoods.

I don't trust him, I'm not obsessed with him.

He is scheming, selfish, indifferent, and playing with people's hearts. How can he love such a person? Like a deer offering its neck to the hunter, and an oyster offering its pearls to the merchant, love him like a moth to the flame to kill itself?

If I'm half sober, I should know that I can't fall in love with him.

"Why would Jiujiu think of picking me up today?"

His voice seemed to come from far away, passing through the turbulent flow of my thoughts and reaching my head. I looked at him, and he turned his head, smiling.

"... Madam Yang asked me to pick you up."

Ji Yu blinked, and said clearly, "Your new clothes look great."

I nod.

"Azure is your favorite color. Didn't you make azure clothes this time?"

"No, it was all chosen by Mrs. Yang, so I can't get in."

I slowly recovered a sliver of reason from my bewilderment, and answered smoothly. He laughed lowly and said, "There are times when you can't get in the way. I often suspect that you only have a temper in front of me."

"Do I have it?"

"You take pleasure in keeping me from stepping down."

I am silent.

He stopped me by the shoulder, and we stepped on the falling snow and slowly moved forward in the flow of people. The sky gradually darkened, and the lights began to come on.

"There is something I still want to explain to you."

Ji Yu looked down at me, the atmosphere became solemn, and he said in a very serious tone: "You finally guessed wrong once. I have never regarded you as a pet, a thing. I think you and I are evenly matched, and we are equal. "

I turned my head and stared into his eyes, his eyes curved into a smile, the swaying snow light in his eyes was like a jar of amber Huadiao wine that had been opened for many years, it was intoxicating just by looking at it.

"I know you don't believe me, but you should be able to tell that I'm not lying."

When he spoke like this, he had the shadow of the wanton and vigorous young man that Song Changjun said.

I finally sighed, as if I had let go of all my strength and vigilance, the urgent voice of warning in my heart gradually disappeared, and the boat I thought had sunk resurfaced.

I nodded: "Okay, I believe."

I have remembered him for fourteen years, and I have not had time to forget him.

I know all his falsehood and sinisterness.

But I was still moved.

No clue, helpless.

I took Ji Yu home, and on the way I brought back a child who had nowhere to go.

He sat on the steps in front of the yamen, shrinking his neck and shivering in the snow. We passed by him, and Ji Yu went to ask about his condition for the first time.

The child's name was Qin Yu, and he was twelve years old. His father was a traveling doctor, he followed his father to Muyun to practice medicine, but his father got involved in a life lawsuit.

He opened a pair of harmless eyes, and he was about to cry, "The old man took the medicine prescribed by my father, and he obviously got better, but for some reason, he suddenly died of illness last night. The old man's son insisted that my father's prescription was good The problem is that my father killed the old man. Now that my father has been arrested and imprisoned, I... I don't know where to go."

"My father is a very good doctor, he will never kill anyone! Sir...you believe me..." He said incoherently believing his father's words, completely forgetting that it doesn't matter if we believe him or not.

Ji Yudao: "Your father has not been convicted, and he will be interrogated later. This Yamen Yousi is a person who can distinguish right from wrong. If the facts are as you said, he will definitely clear your father's name."

When the child's crying stopped, Ji Yu said to take him back to live in the mansion first, and wait for the matter of his father to be settled. So we took Qin Yu's hand one by one and led him back to Yefu.

Qin Yu was born handsome and elegant, but he could read and write but always looked at others with timid eyes, which was very endearing. The old people in the house liked him very much, especially Fang's mother took a bite of a baby, which made Qin Yu blush so ripe apples.

There is no need for him to do anything in the house for the time being, so I asked him to take care of the cats. The raccoon cat that Ji Yu had said was going to be named "Azhi" is now called "Xiaoyu", and the name was still given by Ji Yu.

From time to time, Qin Yu's voice of "Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu!" can be heard in the mansion. When I hear this voice, I always look at Ji Yu subconsciously, and Ji Yu will show a sly smile.

As if to say, aren't you unwilling to be a toy? Then I'll do it.

This man, sometimes I don't quite understand what he's thinking.

On the day of Madam Changyi's banquet, I brought Mother Fang and Qin Yu to the banquet. Mo Lan wore a water-red dress embroidered with cloud patterns, a rare complicated bun, and many gold and silver hair accessories. She was already good-looking, and she was simply radiant in such a dress.

I went to Yang's mansion to meet Mo Lan, and watched Yang stand beside Mo Lan, unable to take his eyes off Mo Lan for a moment, as if staring blankly.

I said to Ji Yu, who sent me to the Yang Mansion, "Madam Yang is so beautiful, I almost didn't recognize her."

Ji Yu lowered her head and whispered in my ear: "I think my wife is more beautiful. You went to pick me up that day, and I almost didn't recognize it."

I was dumbfounded, he smiled and stroked my hair.

"Jiujiu, you have to believe that no one can compare to you. Don't you think so, Qin Yu?" He turned to ask the young boy behind him, and Qin Yu nodded his head immediately.

I just smiled and said nothing, took the arm of Mo Lan who was coming, and bid farewell to him and Yang. Mo Lan and I got into the carriage and drove towards Chang Yibo Mansion.

Changyibo Mansion is Mu Yun's largest and most luxurious mansion, decorated with lights and festoons. The carriages stopped at the entrance of the mansion one by one, and the luxurious women walked in the door gracefully. The young man at the door called for the lady of such and such mansion to come. Arrived", countless women stopped and looked over, Mo Lan didn't look at them, just pulled me, smiled and said to the boy: "My righteous sister, Mrs. Yefu, is also here, don't miss the report. "

Then they just talked and laughed with me, and brought them into the house together.

This severance is very generous.

In this banquet, Mo Lan's status was second only to Mrs. Chang Yibo, who was originally arranged as the guest of honor, and I was naturally the most remote seat. Mo Lan said that her seat was too boring and she wanted to sit next to me. The butler made a plan and added a seat to Mo Lan's guest of honor seat, so I sat on the guest of honor seat with Mo Lan.

I looked at Mo Lan's smug smile with some dumbfounding. We were finally seated. Before the banquet started, people came in one after another. Many wives who were acquainted with each other gathered together to chat, which was very lively. Unexpectedly, Song Changjun appeared in the flow of people coming and going at the door. He quickly walked over and turned back, looked at me with some surprise, then smiled and waved. I also smiled and nodded to him, and he also knew that this was not an occasion for him to attend, so he walked past the door.

During this period of time, I occasionally met him, either listening to a book or taking a walk, and he seemed quite leisurely. Chang Jun was funded by the Son of Heaven to compile the history books, and Uncle Changyi would not do anything to him at this level, so Song Changjun felt that Lu Shu had agreed to let him go, and he could leave as long as Uncle Changyi's anger subsided.

I was at a loss for words for his naive thoughts. Song Changjun has always been extremely slow in matters of men and women, and he doesn't know anything about women's thoughts. He really thinks that what a woman says is yes, and no is no.

As for the rumors about us, he was naturally unaware. Originally, Qi's folk customs were relatively open, but he always regarded me as a younger sister, and his friendly behavior was limited to brothers and sisters. According to Qi's customs, he would never exceed the rules. It's just that in this conservative country of Wu, I'm afraid it's inevitable that other people's gossip will be unavoidable.

And the closeness between me and him is naturally explained to those who care.

I smiled lightly and turned my head around, only to see a beautiful and delicate young girl coming to the table with me and Mo Lan. She should not be married yet so she did not cover her face. Shu, I have met Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Ye."

She still came.