It was already dark, and under the snowy night, the Iron River Valley at the end of its sight was brightly lit.

Jiang Yi, who had been busy all day, walked out of the cabin with her eyebrows rubbed her eyebrows and looked at the snowy scene under the night, breathing a sigh of relief: "It's over..."

Leng Zhu followed out, and her neck was shrunk by the cold wind. She raised her hand and whispered the heat. She looked at the snow dumplings that had been fatter again. She walked up to her and carefully trimmed them, and asked:

"Princess, where are we going to sleep at night? Go to the small building you mentioned, or just live here?"

Jiang Yi had never got off the boat after she arrived, and it was the first time she entered the Iron Mansion. She didn't know what the imperial concubine had arranged. She wanted to ask, but the work on the boat had not been completed, and the imperial concubine didn't know if she wanted to be lazy. Anyway, she disappeared without a trace and had never seen anyone yet.

"You should just sleep here and ask Zuo Lingquan."

Jiang Yi talked about sleeping, and remembered the fact that she had completed her family at night.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will be seriously abused tonight again. Jiang Yi has no resistance. Although it hurt a little at first, it was still quite comfortable later. Well... it should be a kind that I have never felt before, and I can't do it in my dreams before.

However, Jiang Yi is a girl's home after all. Her natural reserve and childhood upbringing made it impossible for her to adapt so quickly. She was still a little nervous. She looked at Leng Zhu squatting on the bow of the boat and thought for a while and said:

"You sleep with me tonight. If Zuo Lingquan comes to find me, well... you will say I'm asleep and I don't have time to see him."

Leng Zhu carefully meditated on the snow bird and replied:

"The princess is thinking too much. Why did Mr. Zuo come to you tonight? You should go to Miss Tang's place......"

At this point, Leng Zhu found a look behind her back, staring coldly at the back of her head, as if thinking, "How to marry her, a maid who can't speak."

!

Leng Zhu's expression froze, she stopped happily, and glanced back:

"Hehe... Well, I mean that Mr. Zuo is understanding and never disturbs the princess' rest; Tang Jingyan doesn't have to sleep at night, so he can't tell where she goes, and even if he goes to my aunt's place... There is no other meaning."

Jiang Yi squinted her eyes, looked at Leng Zhu for a moment, and hummed softly:

"Forget it, I can't count on you."

Leng Zhu said something wrong for a moment, knowing that the princess was unhappy, and said:

"If the prince wants to see Mr. Zuo, should I give him a reminder?"

"No, what did I see him do? I've been so sleepy all day long..."

Jiang Yi didn't want to talk more about this topic, so she looked at the big snowball on the bow of the ship:

"The Snowman is stacked with three balls together. What's the use of stacking such a big ball?"

As he said that, he walked up to him, gathered the snowflakes on the deck, and built the snowman himself.

Leng Zhu opened her mouth and wanted to explain that she was piled up with dumplings, but she was not good at craftsmanship and looked like a ball. She was embarrassed to say that, so she squatted down to help her help.

Jiang Yi grew up in the warm south since childhood, and it was the first time she had encountered such heavy snow. Although she was steady and generous on weekdays, her playfulness in her heart was just suppressed by reason. At this time, she relaxed after work and had a good time having fun.

Two girls in their twenties squatted together for a while and soon formed the prototype of a snowman; after staying between the wind and snow for a long time, their faces became a little red.

Jiang Yi rubbed her little hands and secretly brewed her. She was about to carve the snowman's head into a pig's head, but before she could start, she heard footsteps stepping on the snow next to the small lake.

Crack

Looking back, Shangguan Lingye walked from the corridor, wearing a golden shawl, hair, phoenix flower beads and hairpins, and his steps were light like a lady in the deep palace enjoying the snow in the courtyard.

Jiang Yi and Leng Zhu both finished the work before they saw the imperial concubine coming slowly. They didn't know how to evaluate it. Of course, they helped each other and felt embarrassed to be dissatisfied.

They quickly stopped their childish movements and greeted:

"The Imperial Concubine."

Shangguan Lingye spent the whole day wandering in the Tiele Mansion, recalling the incident of being attacked by Zuo Lingquan in the afternoon. Hearing the greeting, she put away her thoughts and smiled:

"Thank you for your hard work. The house has been cleaned up and the disciples have prepared food. You can go to the back house to live in."

Jiang Yi nodded slightly: "Then let's go down first. I can inform me any time if I need it."

Leng Zhu was a little reluctant to put up the snowman immediately, but as a palace maid, she did not dare to be arrogant in front of the princess and the concubine, and ran away in a regular manner.

After watching the two of them leave, Shangguan Lingye turned around and walked towards the cabin, preparing to work on the business of the Demon Warriors, and Eshuao cleared his somewhat confused thoughts.

But when he turned around, his eyes remained on the snowman halfway.

Shangguan Lingye was about to comment on "How old is he, he is still so childish", but before he could speak, his thoughts paused, and even his eyes were a little confused.

Snowmen are very common. Not to mention the children in Jingchengjing, even the palace maids and young disciples of the Tieli Mansion like to pile the snow into various shapes on heavy snow days. It seems that this is a must-pass part of mortals when they are young.

Shangguan Lingye thought about it carefully, but could not find a similar memory.

She was born in this house, and it seemed that she had escaped these low-level interests from the moment she had memorized. Every day, she was practicing and practicing. In her short childhood, her peers who could remember her had only outstanding talent and had to catch up, and there was nothing else in her heart.

I used to think that I was sensible early, and I should have practiced like this; but now I think it's a pity. After all, she can practice at any time, but she can never go back to her ignorant childhood.

Shangguan Lingye shook his head secretly, not expecting that he would be worried about gains and losses because of a snowman; however, this regret is not very uncomfortable and is not irreparable.

After staring at the snowman for a moment, she slowly walked up to her, raised her white jade hand, and carefully outlined the snowman's appearance.

With just a few strokes, the snowman appeared with eyebrows, eyes, and corners of her mouth...

He looks like a man.

Shangguan Lingye blinked his clear eyes, probably because he remembered the scene of being offended in the afternoon. He was a little dissatisfied, so he raised his hand and rubbed it a few times, and then re-outlined the appearance of a woman.

The outline is very detailed, and even the charm of the ancestor Shangguan is revealed.

After Shangguan Lingye finished building snowmen, he looked at it for a few times before returning to the cabin with satisfaction...

In the Iron Mansion, Wu Qingwan didn't dare to practice for too long. After assisting Zuo Lingquan to replenish his true energy, she left the stone chamber first.

Zuo Lingquan practiced his sword alone on the lotus platform. When the night fell, he stopped calming down and walked out of the cave where he practiced.

Shangguan Lingye’s residence is quite large, but there are very few people living there. It is extremely quiet at night and can only hear the sound of wind and snow.

Zuo Lingquan walked slowly to the back house along the corridor, and saw Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingyan sitting together chatting about trivial matters in the window of a wing room.

There was a snowball rolling around on the corridor fence outside the room. After finding him appearing, he flew over and landed on his shoulder. He screamed twice, then opened his beak.

Zuo Lingquan smiled with a smile, took out a piece of dried fruit and put it into the mouth of the dumplings, then rubbed the soft dumplings and walked towards the room.

Tang Jingyan, who was chatting, was probably afraid that Jiang Yi would be jealous, so she saw Zuo Lingquan coming and said:

"The princess is still busy on the boat in the front house. You can go and take a look."

"Yeah?"

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan stopped disturbing the two women and turned around and walked towards the front house.

As soon as I walked to the drooping flower gate, I heard footsteps and whispers from the aisle across the wall:

"...He comes here tonight, just don't open the door. Be more determined and don't turn your elbows out. With a word from him, you will be honest and open the door."

"How could it be? I am the princess's maid... However, when Mr. Zuo came to see the princess at night, it means that he had a princess in his heart. It would be nice to see him?"

"I want to see you myself."

"good."

"Um?"

"Uh... kidding..."

...

Zuo Lingquan stood inside the Chuanhua Gate. As soon as he heard a few words, he saw Jiang Yi's face serious and glanced at Leng Zhu and walked in.

Leng Zhu shrank her neck, looked down at the ground weakly, and did not dare to speak. Seeing him standing behind the door, his eyes lit up slightly, and he quickly bowed:

"Young Master Zuo, you are here."

Jiang Yi's expression froze slightly, and she didn't know whether the conversation had been heard just now. At this time, she could only say nothing. She returned to her usual calm expression, looked at Zuo Lingquan in a blink of an eye, frowned and said:

"Aren't you practicing? What are you doing here?"

"Ji~"

Tuanzi stood on her shoulder, spread her wings and made a hug, probably saying, "Come and pick you up~".

It’s a pity that Zuo Lingquan is not as good as Tuanzi, so he just walked up to him with a smile and grabbed Jiang Yi’s hand:

“What are you talking about?”

Jiang Yi subconsciously shrank, the more guilty he felt, the stronger he was, and hummed:

"Do you care?"

Leng Zhu walked to the other side of Zuo Lingquan quietly and responded in a low voice:

"The princess has been busy all day today. It's late. She was just about to ask me to say hello to Mr. Zuo so that you don't have to come and have a break early."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and pulled Jiang Yi to the back house:

"Thank you for your concern, it's a little late, let's go and rest."

When Jiang Yi saw Zuo Lingquan pulling her back, she understood the meaning and looked a little restrained. Leng Zhu was in front of her, and she wanted to refuse to agree, but she was not easy to speak, so she could only say tactfully:

"Auntie is here, I..."

"I told Senior Wu."

“…?”
To be continued...