Keep the boss as lazy and casual as ever.

The wide snow robe was fluffy on her body, and there was a slight rosy between her eyebrows. It was not only caused by the cold wind, but also the delicious wine rose up.

A wine gourd that has lasted for thousands of years hung around her waist.

The one who lived before her was a woman with a slightly slender figure.

Under the snow, the man's white clothes were clean, like a tree of jade branches, as if all the essence of heaven and earth was attached to his body.

Dan Cong looks like she can't tell the exact age of her. Her face is like a peach and plum blossom for 18 years, and it also seems like a mature woman with a mature charm at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

She was wearing a snow-white long gown, fluttering silver hair, and deep and cold blue eyes.

It's like a glacier, cold and terrifying.

Is she the lord of Piaoxue Palace?

That is Liu Qing's mother?

With doubts on his eyes, the two women had already fallen into the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Yunxiu whispered, and a shadow had already rushed into the silver-haired woman's arms.

With the arrival of the woman, the temperature of the entire lake center pavilion seemed to suddenly freeze.

Seeing this, Hua Ji hurriedly came out of Mu Changqing's arms and bowed to salute.

"Hua Ji has met her master."

"Mu has met the palace master."

Mu Changqing naturally clasped his fists and said.

After a while, a sigh of roar like a phoenix cry came.

"Hua Ji, are you back?"

The silver-haired woman glanced at Hua Ji indifferently, then glanced at the snow-collar skirt beside her, her expression flashing.

The thin lips opened slightly, the voice was cold and the eternal chill. Even if the master and disciple had not seen each other for a long time, there was no slight turmoil.

If Chu Wanling is cold and ignorant of the world, then this woman really feels like people face the icebergs that have been around for thousands of years.

Could such a woman really be Liu Qing’s mother?

Mu Changqing couldn't help but begin to doubt the authenticity of Xianyi's words.

Just a meeting made Mu Changqing feel that there shouldn’t be any man in this world who could see her, and he gave birth to a daughter for him, right?

The boss carefully observed the ice and snow skirt for a while, and praised it.

"Did you do this in the county? It's really wonderful."

After hearing this, Hua Ji showed a look of pride on her face, but the silver-haired woman was unmoved. She hugged Yun Xiu's white clothes and had already fallen outside the Tianchi Lake.

"Hua Ji, come with the master."

"yes."

It was not until the two disappeared at the pavilion in the middle of the lake that the air around Mu Changqing seemed to gradually flow.

"The boss, she is the palace master of Piaoxue Palace, right?"

"What about that?"

He pulled out the wine stuffing and took a sip of the wine. Liu Qing still watched carefully around the snow-collar skirt, and then smiled.

"County Hou, why don't you make one for me too?"

Make one for you?

Mu Changqing was stunned, pointed to the ice and snow dress and said, "Do you think of this wedding dress?"

"Wedding dress?"

Liu Qing frowned slightly, then laughed and said, "Is it a wedding dress? Then Liu Qing has no luck to take it."

Women all love beauty, even if the boss is an alcoholic, it is no exception. However, when you know that this ice and snow dress gives other meanings, it is naturally a different matter.

"But it's very difficult to keep your wedding dress."

“Why?”

After smiling, Liu Qing pointed to the female disciple of Piaoxue Palace who was training by Tianchi and said.

"The master has extremely strict requirements on the rules of the palace gate. If this long ice and snow skirt has been standing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the junior sisters can see that it is not a good thing for the palace gate to practice with a pure heart and weak desires. You should understand it."

Mu Changqing naturally understood what she said, and her face gradually became colder.

It would be fine if this long ice and snow dress was just an ordinary and beautiful dress placed here, but it would be fine if it was regarded as a scenery of the Snow Palace.

But if this is a love crystal symbolizing the condensation of the relationship between men and women, it will naturally be different.

The Piaoxue Palace Palace ruled that disciples were not allowed to get married, but in the end a wedding dress appeared in the center of Tianchi. The silver-haired woman naturally could not let such a thing happen.

Looking at this long ice and snow dress every day, the female disciples, whose hearts are closed will become loose under the influence of the eyes. This is naturally something that the palace master does not want to see.

Could it be that she called Hua Ji over to discuss this matter?

With a look of thought, Liu Qing glanced at Mu Changqing and then leaned in the pavilion and said lazily: "Have the county guard handled the matter with that woman?"

That woman is naturally talking about fresh clothes.

Shaking his head, Mu Changqing did not hide it: "I'm not afraid of laughing at the boss, Mu is still a little at a loss now."

"As you are in love with by the beauty, you are still the queen of a country, and you are the county guards and other troubles that ordinary people cannot understand."

I don’t know if it was my heart or a sarcasm, but Mu Changqing felt extremely embarrassed when he heard it.

After a pause, Liu Qing sighed again: "County Hou, some things should be cut off if they should be cut off."

Um?

Mu Changqing looked at Liu Qing with a little confused expression. How could this master suddenly ask about his relationship today?

Seeing Mu Changqing's suspicious gaze, Liu Qing shook his head helplessly: "Liu Qing is also thinking about the county waiter. Now there is more than the county waiter who is trapped by love."

What does this mean?

The boss's words made Mu Changqing a little confused.

However, it was a bit embarrassing to talk to another woman with a woman. After thinking about it, Mu Changqing spoke.

"What's the important thing about the boss is so anxious to return to Piaoxue Palace?"

Speaking of serious matters, Liu Qing couldn't help but put away his lazy temperament and walked to Mu Changqing and said seriously.

"Speaking of this, there are indeed some things that Piaoxue Palace wants to help the county seat."

oh?

"I don't know what?"

Her red lips opened slightly, but Liu Qing suddenly stopped mentioning this: "Junior Sister Xue would tell you about this, just as she probably had something to say to you."

Xue Ji? Sister-in-law?

Why did you get involved with her again?

Seeing that the boss was unwilling to say too much, Mu Changqing didn't ask too much.

I fell asleep in the wind and snow all night, and now I woke up, and the coldness invaded. I couldn't help but feel a little cold.

After talking to the boss, Mu Changqing returned to his attic.

After daily training, the soft and pleasant sound of the female disciples' piano and flute sounds...

As noon approached, it slowly started to snow in the sky.

This has long been a common thing for Piaoxue Palace.

Snowflakes flew, falling on the iceberg and the lake, covering the entire Piaoxue Palace with a pure white gauze skirt.

Facing the wind and snow, the female disciples of Piaoxue Palace were still playing the piano there, and the sound of the piano was still beautiful, but gradually there was a hint of killing.

The wind roars and the snow trees sway.

A woman looked quietly at the disciples playing the piano outside the window with her elbow, then looked at the long ice and snow skirt in the middle of the lake, silent.
Chapter completed!