The bright moon is in the sky, with a few scattered stars.

The moonlight filtered through the window panes, and the room was only lit by a dim candle that was about to burn out.

Everything around became quiet.

The moonlight seemed more and more lonely, quietly flowing into the house, showing a bit of coldness.

Ruan Zhen was dreaming again.

----Dividing line

The snow was flying, and the snow fell on the ground in a thick layer, which was extremely biting. The north wind whistled, and in the open forest, it sounded like a woman's strange cry.

Even though the carriage was filled with charcoal fire, the girl's face was still red from the cold. Seeing this, the half-grown boy quickly put the heater on his knees.

He usually behaves his own way and is invincible in the world, but at this moment he looks a bit like a brother.

"When grandma came out of the house, she asked you to bring a heater, but you didn't listen. See, now you know it's cold?"

Mu Hansheng was very worried, always feeling that his sister really didn't know how to take care of him.

Jiao Jiao looked at the heater he brought up and subconsciously looked at Granny Ren. Seeing Granny Ren nodding, she quickly hugged her and smiled sweetly at Mu Hansheng.

"Thank you, brother."

Her voice was soft, and Mu Hansheng thought it sounded better than the call of a lark.

Jiao Jiao was really well-educated.

If Liu Nianchu didn't say thank you, Zhou Xu might get a beating if he didn't give him a heater.

"You're welcome. With my brother here, can I still keep you cold?"

With that said, he pinched another piece of snack and gave it to the girl.

He couldn't help but mutter: "What's going on with father? My mother is waiting in the house, but it's good for him. There's no trace of him now."

Don't blame him for being anxious, Mu Youde left for a full hour, and the carriage stopped here for such a long time.

It's freezing and snowy, and the cold wind can always sneak in through the thick curtains.

"Mother-in-law, can you make jujube paste cakes?" Jiao Jiao tilted her head and asked suddenly.

When Granny Ren heard this, she couldn't help but lower her head and chuckle.

The master who made jujube paste cakes in the Taifu's Mansion once stayed in the imperial dining room, and the pastries he made were the most sweet and delicious. When the girl was still in the General's Mansion, she would often pester the girls in the Taifu's Mansion to ask for jujube paste cakes.

Miss Liu from Taifu's Mansion said she didn't want to, but she couldn't stand the sticky feeling of Jiao Jiao.

Later, when I followed the old lady back to her old house, the girl was also greedy for it and had to spend a few dollars every day.

She glared at the girl: "How can the cook in the house treat this girl so greedily? The smell of oil smoke in the kitchen is so strong that Madam can't go out."

Jiao Jiao softly said "Oh".

The inside of the carriage became more and more relaxed, but the atmosphere outside the carriage became more solemn, until the rapid sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and a man on horseback came riding with a child in one hand.

The deputy general's eyes lit up, and he burst into joy.

Obviously, the little princess of Prince Jing's Mansion was saved.

"General."

"Hush!" Mu Youde tightened the reins, raised the horse's front hooves high, and neighed from his mouth.

He looked around: "Where's the fourth from the left?"

"I just went to explore the terrain."

Mu Youde lowered his head to look at the child who was gradually showing signs of lifelessness in his arms, and said without thinking: "Leave a code for Zuo Si, and you will take the young master back to Lin'an."

As he spoke, he got off his horse and lifted the curtain of the car.

The cold wind outside suddenly extinguished the temperature in the car.

He looked at Mrs. Kong, with a cold look on her face: "Hurry and feed the little princess some hot water. Don't make any mistakes."

Mu Han was agitated.

Little princess?

He looked over.

Isn't this Zhou Xu's biological sister?

"Father, what happened to her?"

Mu Youde ignored him.

Mu Hansheng rubbed his nose, but felt a little panicked for no reason. He always felt that something big had happened.

No, it's happening.

Grandma Kong didn't dare to slack off, so she quickly fed her some hot water and used warm cotton cloth to clean her face. It seemed to be warm, and the little princess's face also became a little more rosy.

It was the first time that Jiao Jiao saw Mu Youde's face look so ugly, and she was a little scared. Then she saw the stained blood stains wiped out on the clean cotton cloth, and her little body trembled.

Seeing this, Mu Youde wanted to give the young girl a gentle smile, but he couldn't.

Mu Youde calmed down a little. He picked up the little princess, hugged her and left.

"Father."

The girl's voice sounded softly behind her.

Mu Youde paused and turned around. He saw his daughter taking off her cloak and handing it to him. She timidly said, "My sister is cold."

Her cloak is made of fox fur. The thick and soft white fox fur is pure and beautiful. It is the warmest thing. This was a gift from the late emperor.

It was awarded to Jiao Jiao by the late emperor.

Then it can only be bright.

But the matter was urgent and I couldn't care less about etiquette.

Mu Youde refused and wanted to take it over. He carefully wrapped the little princess and said, "Give the girl some more clothes to wear."

He hurriedly left these words and got on his horse.

Mu Han was left angry and frustrated, and nodded his bright face that was most afraid of the cold: "Are you stupid, you are obviously shivering from the cold."

Jiao Jiao had never been scolded as stupid before. With a straight face, he hugged the heater and glared at her, reluctantly saying: "Don't call me stupid!"

"Grandma said I am the smartest person."

"Grandma would never lie to me!"

Her appearance made Mu Han feel novel, but he couldn't help teasing her: "What else did grandma say?"

"Grandma said that my brother has been gambling all day long, playing with things and losing his ambition. He is useless and unworthy of his descendants. He is sorry for his ancestors."

Mu Hansheng, who never dared to enter a gambling house:...

He has never even touched a dice!

Mrs. Kong:......

Obviously, the girl wouldn't have been able to say these words if she hadn't really listened to them. But the person who said this was definitely not the old lady.

While Mrs. Kong put some clothes on her, she couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Is this really what the old lady said?"

Jiao Jiao pinched her little hands and her voice weakened: "Yes."

"But the old slave only remembers that the old lady only said that the girl must behave better in the future and listen to her father and mother when she returns to Lin'an. The girl must be close to the young master. The young master is five years older than the girl. Although he is a little muddier, he is

The best thing is that he can protect the girl."

Jiao Jiao pouted, lowered her head, and admitted her mistake: "Grandma didn't say that."

"I lied."

"It was the caretaker who pinched her son and said it, and I heard it."

The son of the caretaker in the ancestral house was a compulsive gambler. He lost all his family property. He was even in his thirties and had not yet married a wife. He was the most bastard. The mother-in-law beat him and scolded him, but he only managed to survive.

Not on the wall.

The janitor's advice at the beginning turned into wanting to pull his ears and beat him every day.

——I knew how to gamble on the day I was founded, you are a waste of life! I have resigned myself to my fate as a failure. But you are an unworthy descendant. How can I see your father after my death, and how can I explain to my ancestors?

"But I'm right!" The little girl suddenly raised her head again.

Her eyes were bright and she said very unhappy: "Who told him to call me stupid?"
Chapter completed!