Yun Xiu was still sleeping soundly on his shoulders, but Mu Changqing looked at the lonely hall and felt confused.

I'm afraid that the palace lord had already had the idea of ​​establishing a secular sect in his mind. He called himself over and gave him a warning first. He could not get married. I think it was to reduce his defensiveness and lay the foundation for himself to join Piaoxue Palace?

Tell me, you are the lord of the palace, how could you be so shameless?

I didn't even agree, so I asked the chief executive to escape after appointing him?

Chief executive?

With this identity, aren’t you afraid that I will be so full of the female disciples in Piaoxue Palace?

Out of the main hall.

The snow was still flying outside the hall. The female disciples passing by looked at Yun Xiu on Mu Changqing's shoulders with a slightly changed expression. They seemed to have not thought about how the master's favorite pet would be on this person's shoulders?

Stepping on the snowflakes, Mu Changqing walked to the Cliff of Duanqing.

Duanqing Cliff is a secluded mountain abyss at the highest point of Piaoxue Palace. It is named Duanqing, and its meaning is naturally self-evident.

Standing with his hands behind his back, standing on the cliff, Mu Changqing looked at the white snowy area under the cliff, thinking about the feasibility of the position of the chief executive.

If she didn't want to, even if she was the palace master of Piaoxue Palace, Mu Changqing would not give her any expression.

But something she said does make some sense.

Since Hua Ji is a disciple of Piaoxue Palace, as her man, she is indeed half a person from Piaoxue Palace. Now that Piaoxue Palace is looking for a way to be born, she can help me.

only……

But why do you do this thankless thing?

When Mu Changqing thought of her being dug up, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Thinking of the silver-haired woman, Mu Changqing always felt that this woman should know something.

Logically speaking, Piaoxue Palace has been alive for so many years and has always adhered to the strict palace rules. As a man, even if he is Hua Ji’s husband, the palace master would not accept him so easily, right?

This is contrary to her years of concern.

Besides, the position of the chief supervisor is not a joke. Its status is only below the palace master. There is no reason why that woman doesn’t know what the chief supervisor represents.

While pondering, Fairy Snow waved her sleeves in Qiongyu, and in the fluttering and splashing, the world, mountains and rivers were all pure and pure.

The wind roared, and the snow became denser and denser, like a white net, which had become blurred when it was far away.

Looking at Yunxiu who was sleeping leisurely on her shoulders, Mu Changqing touched her soft and cold hair on her body and shook her head and laughed: "You are sleeping soundly."

Holding the white fox in his arms, Mu Changqing walked towards the attic, but when he passed by a red hut, he was pulled in by a pair of fat little hands.

Looking at the candied sweet cakes held in the little fat hand, Mu Changqing laughed softly.

"What? I'm treating me to eat again?"

Grinning and laughing for a few moments, Gugu put his little feet and stretched his hand to Mu Changqing's mouth with difficulty.

"Big brother, eat."

After taking a piece of candied fruit and put it in his mouth, Gugu looked straight at Mu Changqing.

His heart moved slightly, and Mu Changqing didn't say anything, and just stared at the little greedy ghost from a high position.

After a long time, Gugu's dark eyes were spinning.

Hey!

Why didn’t my big brother invite me to eat after eating my snacks today?

Could it be that my hint is not obvious enough?

"Big brother, eat."

As he said that, Gugu raised his little hand again. Mu Changqing shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and knocked her little head.

"Are you greedy again?"

"Hehe, the things made by my elder brother are delicious."

He rubbed his little head stupidly, and Gugu stretched out his fat hand and hugged Mu Changqing's thighs.

Looking at this little girl who was a little devil, Mu Changqing seemed to see Yun Zhixi's shadow when she was a child.

He picked her up and Mu Changqing said, "Let's go and take you to make delicious food."

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Heavy snow filled the sky, and the cold wind blew across the snow palace.

Most of the female disciples in the palace have returned to their respective houses, and a small number of them sit in groups of three or three in the snow pavilion and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Listening lazyly as the junior sisters performed, Liu Qing leaned boredly on the pavilion pillar and sipped the wine in the gourd.

Suddenly, a smell of flesh wafted over, and many junior sisters in the pavilion couldn't help but subconsciously stop and stroke the strings in their hands.

"It smells so good!"

"It seems to be floating from the kitchen."

Looking at it, as the wind and snow were raging, everyone vaguely saw two figures, one big and one small, sitting under the eaves of the kitchen, and a large pot was placed on the table in front of them, with a slight heat coming from the pot.

"This is?"

A kite turned over, and Liu Qing had disappeared into the snow pavilion.

"Hey, you'll get a pair of chopsticks by yourself, right? What's the point of robbing my chopsticks?"

Unexpectedly, he rolled his eyes to the uninvited guest of the boss, and Mu Changqing returned to the kitchen and took out another pair of chopsticks.

Snowy days with hot pot is naturally a unique person in the world.

While admiring the endless snowy scenery of Piaoxue Palace and simmering the steaming hot pot, there should be nothing more wonderful in the world than this, right?

Looking at the two women who were fighting for food from each other, Mu Changqing muttered in disgust.

"How old is that, why are you still fighting for meat with Gugu?"

"Taosi."

The cheeks were so stuffed that Gugu agreed with Mu Changqing's opinion very much.

The boss pretended not to hear it, and the speed of lowering the chopsticks was not reduced. After eating it for a while, he put down the chopsticks and let out a long sigh. Then he raised the wine gourd and took another sip. Then he touched Jiuze on his lower lip with a cool feeling and said.

"Master told you?"

"Not only did I say that, I also said that I would be the chief supervisor of Piaoxue Palace in the future, and even you would obey my orders in the future."

"Is the boss?"

After reading a sentence, Liu Qing seemed to have no surprises about this matter.

"What about you? Have you ever thought about taking over the position of this senior manager?"

After picking up a piece of vegetable and yelling at Yunxiu, Mu Changqing looked at Liu Qing and asked back.

"What do you think? Mu should be responsible for this?"

In the wind and snow, the snow trees sway, the bright lights are faint, and a man and a woman and a little bitch are talking under the eaves.

"This matter should not be difficult for the county seat. It is not a bad thing for Liu Qing to take over the position of the chief supervisor of Piaoxue Palace in the eyes of Liu Qing."

really.

The master had long known what the palace master had called him in the past, and probably had already considered this before he came to Piaoxue Palace.

He chewed the food in his mouth slowly, but Mu Changqing did not rush to reply, and then he said ambiguously.

"Let's talk about it later."

After hearing this, Liu Qing did not mention this matter again.

Perhaps because I am at the top of Silver Practice, the night in Piaoxue Palace always comes very early.

It seemed as if I had just finished a hot pot meal, and the sky gradually became darker.

However, it is precisely because Piaoxue Palace is covered with snow that even though the night comes, it still shines with a white light, making people wonder what the details of this middle age and the moon are.

When she returned to the house, Hua Ji didn't eat hot pot with Mu Changqing because she was talking to her junior sister before.

Now that Mu Changqing has come back, Hua Ji has quickly changed his clothes for him and dusted off the ice flowers that condensed between his eyebrows.

Then he looked at the white fox in Mu Changqing's arms and said curiously.

"Didn't the master call Mu Lang to go over and talk? Why did he bring Yun Xiu back?"

"Who knows."

After spreading his hands, Mu Changqing didn't know what to do with this fox.

Put her on the ground, so the white fox followed him step by step and returned it to the palace master. I don’t know where she is, so I can only bring her back.

With a smile on his lips, Hua Ji said softly: "Maybe Yunxiu likes Mulang."

Seeing that the night was already deep, Mu Changqing hugged Hua Ji and pressed her ear and said ambiguously: "It's late at night, why don't we rest first?"

Hua Ji naturally knew what bad idea her sweetheart had, but she felt very embarrassed.
To be continued...