He took off his cloak, covered her, and then picked her up around the waist. He turned around and stepped on the deep snow, walking out one by one. Although the snow was falling heavily and it was very cold outside, his hand holding her without shaking, and he hugged her steadily.

Xie Yangyu didn't know what happened next. She had already fainted when Shen Ji'an picked her up.

After returning to Xie's mansion, she had a high fever and had a severe fever several times. Thanks to Xie Weiran calling Feng Zizhang, she saved her life.

at night.

Xie Weiran and Feng Zizhang sat in the yard. At this time, the snow had stopped. The yard was covered with white space. There was only two people standing in front of them, and there was a table of wine next to them.

Feng Zizhang took a sip of hot wine and laughed: "Zhiping, why do you always worry about me whenever you come to see me? Can you let me ease it? Now that I am old, I can't react."

Xie Weiran turned to look at him, and saw that his temples seemed a little gray, and his nose felt sore, but he joked: "It's natural that human life is a big deal. How is Xiaojiu?"

"It needs to be well raised." Feng Zizhang burped: "She has a bad foundation. She has depression this time and it's a cold weather again. It's strange that she can get better."

Xie Weiran nodded thoughtfully.

"Is your wine good?" Feng Zizhang smiled and pointed at the jar of wine: "How about giving me a few jars?"

"Okay." The girl smiled: "If you like it, I will ask you to send you a few more jars tomorrow so that you can drink enough."

"Okay!" Feng Zizhang slapped his thigh suddenly: "It's you!"

He slid his hands and laughed. After he finished laughing, he looked at Xie Weiran and smiled: "Zhiping, Wei Lian is really not a good person, you have to make a good decision."

Xie Weiran looked at him with a sincere expression and a smile in his eyes: "I can't afford it, thank you, Zizhang."

She was still in the palace at that time, only a few years old. Feng Zizhang was in the Imperial Hospital, but he was still twenty-five years old. But now his temples were gray. It seems that the palace affairs were a headache. He is now in his thirties and is not considered old, but he looks like this.

Time never urges people to grow old, but what urges people to grow old is the treacherous and treacherous human heart.

After Xie Yangyu was ill, Liu Yun arranged for many people to come to the yard to serve her.

Xie Weiran simply changed her yard, and many parts were renovated by her. The yard was renamed Quail Sky, and she wrote the inscription herself.

It is now the winter is harsh, and there are ground dragons burning in the house and charcoal basins are still placed.

Xie Weiran looked at the girl opposite him and felt uneasy for a moment.

Xie Yang was wearing a goose yellow jacket. Because she was still sick, her face was still a little pale. She pinched her chin and the baby fat on her face gradually faded away. Her usual curved eyebrows and eyes no longer existed.

The situation that night was complicated.

Zhuzhu and Yunian saw that the time was almost the same, but before the person came out, the two entered the alley and happened to see Shan Yu walking out from behind a door.

The two realized that things were not simple, Yu Nian stayed, Zhuzhu quickly turned back and reported the matter with Xie Weiran.

The three went to the alley. Xie Weiran wanted to go in person, but she looked at Chen Jie'an by chance and asked, "Why don't you go?"

Chen Jie'an met her eyes, guessed her thoughts, and was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll go."
Chapter completed!