"It's nothing. I said the snow is getting heavier and heavier."
Liu Mingzhi raised his head and observed the snow falling more and more in the courtyard, and took off the wine bag from his waist with a smile.
"It's better if it rains a little, and it's better if it rains a little harder, otherwise the auspicious snow will herald a good harvest!"
"Yes, yes, what you said makes sense." Qi Ya turned around and looked at her husband and responded, opened the door and walked straight into her boudoir: "Husband, please wait for a moment, after I have changed my clothes.
It'll be out soon."
Liu Mingzhi nodded and took a sip of wine, turned around and looked at Qi Ya who had walked into the boudoir, smiled and waved.
"Sister Ya, it's still early. My husband is not in a hurry. Just change slowly."
"Hey, I understand." Qi Ya nodded with a smile, then closed the door and walked towards the wardrobe behind the screen muttering.
"What's going on? According to time, sister Rui'er should have arrived a long time ago. Why hasn't she arrived yet?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the shadowy figure on the window, chuckled and looked away, then started pacing back and forth on the thin snow in the courtyard with the wine bag in hand.
After a while, Young Master Liu walked out with his feet on the white snow and walked out a poem.
Under the light of the lanterns under the eaves, the content of this poem is clearly visible.
"Alas!" Liu Mingzhi sighed softly, looking at the poems on the snow with his long-suffering eyes, and murmured softly: "We miss each other in the same snow, and we can be considered old together in this life.
Two people miss each other and are showered with snow at the same time, so this life can be regarded as the same."
Liu Mingzhi recited both poems silently, then lifted the wine bag and put it into his mouth with sad eyes.
Just as I said to Sister Ya in the courtyard outside the main hall half a day ago, if you don't recall some past events, it actually doesn't matter.
However, once you think about it, scenes from the past will remain vivid in your mind.
Whenever I think of those lingering memories in my mind, I can't help but feel uncomfortable.
Even, it is a bit painful, heart-wrenching pain.
Liu Mingzhi sipped slowly and savored the taste of the drink. Just as he was about to wipe away the poems on the snow with his toes, his expression suddenly tightened and he looked sharply towards the archway on the left front.
"Who? Come out."
As soon as Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, Ren Qingrui's delicate voice came from under the arch.
"Da Guoguo, it's my younger sister, Isa."
Hearing Ren Qingrui's familiar voice, Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and his sharp eyes instantly softened: "Huh, Qingrui girl, is that you?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's my sister."
Ren Qingrui held a lantern in his hand, walked through the arch with swaying steps, and walked directly towards Liu Mingzhi who was standing in the courtyard.
"Big fruit fruit."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Ren Qingrui who was walking in front of him, and reached out to pat the thin snow on her cloak.
"Girl, why did you come to Sister Ya's place?"
When Ren Qingrui was about to answer, his eyes happened to catch sight of the poem Liu Mingzhi walked out on the snow.
Ren Qingrui turned sideways slightly and looked curiously at the poem on the snow.
"Two places miss each other and are showered with snow, so this life can be regarded as a common death."
Ren Qingrui silently recited the poem on the ground with her mouth slightly open, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but become blurred.
It seems that something from the past has been recalled.
Liu Mingzhi saw Ren Qingrui staring at the poems on the ground in a daze, and walked to the beauty's side and coughed softly.
"Ahem, girl."
However, Ren Qingrui remained motionless, still staring quietly at the poem on the snow in a daze.
"Girl!" Seeing this, Liu Mingzhi couldn't help but increase his voice.
Ren Qingrui suddenly came back to her senses and quickly raised her head and turned her gaze to Liu Mingzhi.
"Hey, Daguoguo."
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the poems on the snow, nodded and took a sip of wine: "Girl, what are you staring at the snow in a daze?"
Ren Qingrui also glanced at the poem on the ground again, and asked with a curious look: "Da Guoguo, did you come out with your steps to write this poem?"
Liu Mingzhi flicked the beauty's forehead with his finger: "What do you think?"
Ren Qingrui turned her jade neck to look around at the situation in the courtyard, and nodded her head several times at Liu Mingzhi with a smile on her face.
"My sister thought it was!"
"Oh? Why are you so sure?"
Ren Qingrui picked up the red lantern in her hand and pointed to the footprints on the snow in the courtyard with a smile.
"Da Guoguo, my sister just carefully observed the footprints on the snow and found that there were only three footprints in the entire yard.
One of the footprints was left by my little sister when I just walked under the arch.
Then, if nothing else happens, the remaining two footprints should be those left by you, Daguoguo, and Sister Yaer."
As soon as Ren Qingrui finished speaking, she turned her jade neck and looked at the figure on the window not far away. She chuckled and said again: "Sister Ya is in her room at this time. In this case, this poem on the snow is only
You can be the one who walked out with your feet, big brother.
Hee hee hee, Da Guo Guo, how do you think? My analysis is pretty good, right?"
Seeing the proud look in Ren Qingrui's beautiful eyes, Liu Mingzhi happily raised his hands and clapped softly.
"Yes, yes, the analysis is well-founded."
Ren Qingrui looked at the poem on the snow again: "So, Da Guoguo, do you admit that this poem was written by your footsteps?"
Liu Mingzhi took a sip of wine and shrugged at Ren Qingrui with a smile: "Girl, from the beginning, as a brother, I didn't deny it, okay?"
After getting a positive answer from Liu Mingzhi, Ren Qingrui wrinkled her nose slightly and looked at the snow involuntarily.
"Two places miss each other and are showered with snow, so this life can be regarded as a common death."
Ren Qingruitan recited the poem silently again with her mouth slightly open, then looked sideways at Liu Mingzhi, and looked directly at him with affectionate eyebrows.
"Da Guoguo, this poem is really touching!"
Liu Mingzhi felt the beauty's affectionate look, stretched out his hand to hold Ren Qingrui's slightly cold jade hand, and raised his toes to erase the poems on the snow.
"Hey, Brother Wei, it's just a casual sigh."
Seeing her sweetheart's actions, Ren Qingrui's pretty face became anxious, and she quickly stretched out her arms to stop Liu Mingzhi in front of him, stopping him from erasing the poem.
"Hey, hey, Daguoguo, what are you doing?
What a pity it is to erase such good poems."
Liu Mingzhi looked stunned and said with a wry smile: "Girl, even if I don't wipe it away, it will be covered with snow when the snow gets heavier and heavier."
Ren Qingrui gently pushed Liu Mingzhi's arm, her jade neck slightly raised as she watched the crystal snowflakes dancing in the courtyard.
"Daguoguo, if that's the case, let it be gradually covered by the snowflakes behind it."
Liu Mingzhi raised his head and took a few sips of wine. He held the beautiful woman's hand with his palm and silently exerted some force.
"Okay, brother, I'll just let you do it. Let it be gradually covered by the flying snow behind it."
Ren Qingrui's face was filled with joy, and she nodded vigorously at Liu Mingzhi a few times: "Hmm, um, um, thank you Daguoguo, my sister will know that you are the best."
Seeing the beauty's happy expression, Liu Mingzhi suddenly thought of the question just now.
"Girl."
"Hey, Daguoguo."
"Brother Wei was only focused on discussing this poem with you, and forgot all about the business."
Ren Qingrui's pretty face was slightly startled, and she looked at Liu Mingzhi with doubtful eyes: "Business? Da Guoguo, what's the business?"
Liu Mingzhi released his right hand that was holding the beauty's jade hand, and flicked her forehead gently with his fingers.
"Girl, you haven't told Brother Wei yet, why did you come to Sister Ya's place?
What's the matter? What's the matter with you coming to see Sister Ya?"
Hearing the doubtful tone of her sweetheart, Ren Qingrui blushed, looked sideways at the window not far away, and said in a voice that sounded like mosquitoes and flies: "Sister Ya, Sister Ya asked my sister to dance for you."
Liu Mingzhi's face suddenly became confused when he heard the beauty's vague words.
"What? Girl, please speak louder, because I didn't hear you clearly.
Tell me again, Sister Ya, what did she ask you to do?"
Ren Qingrui withdrew her gaze and glanced at Liu Mingzhi shyly.
"Dance... dance."
This time, Liu Mingzhi finally heard the beauty's answer clearly.
"Dance?"
Ren Qingrui nodded silently: "Yes, Sister Ya asked me to dance in the snow for you, Da Guoguo."
"Hey, that's it!" Liu Mingzhi turned around and glanced at the boudoir behind him, then turned and moved his eyes to Ren Qingrui: "Just dance, girl, are you so shy?"
Ren Qingrui shook her head hurriedly: "No, sister, I'm not shy, I'm just a little nervous."
"Nervous? What are you nervous about?"
"Sister, I have never danced for you, Da Guoguo. I'm afraid that I won't dance well and you won't like Da Guoguo."
After hearing the beauty's explanation, Mr. Liu nodded with a clear expression, then stared at Ren Qingrui's clothes with a strange expression and silently looked at them.
"Girl."
"Hey, Da Guoguo, tell me."
Liu Mingzhi clasped his chin with his fingers, raised his steps and slowly turned around Ren Qingrui a few times.
Seeing her sweetheart's actions, Ren Qingrui immediately lowered her head nervously and looked at her clothes a few times.
After Ren Qingrui made sure that there was nothing wrong with her clothes, she looked up at Liu Mingzhi, who had turned in front of him, and asked with a puzzled look: "Da Guoguo, what, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with my sister's clothes?"
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Liu Mingzhi shook his head gently, stretched out his hand and tugged on Ren Qingrui's thick fox fur cloak.
"Girl, are you sure you want to wear this thick cloak and dance for me later?"
Ren Qingrui grasped the cloak on her body with her hands, and looked nervously at Liu Mingzhi, tapping his head a few times.
"Um!"
Seeing the beauty's reaction, Liu Mingzhi chuckled and took a sip of wine: "Hehehe, girl, didn't Sister Ya tell you what kind of clothes you should wear for dancing before she asked you to come to her place?"
Ren Qingrui scratched his forehead a few times with his hand and nodded in embarrassment: "I told you."
Seeing the beauty's somewhat embarrassed reaction, Liu Mingzhi stretched out his hand to tighten the cloak around her body.
"You're not used to it, are you?"
Ren Qingrui raised her eyes and looked at the smiling expression of her sweetheart in front of her. She bit her lips tightly and fell silent.
After a while.
Ren Qingrui stretched out her hand to grab Liu Mingzhi's generous hand, and nodded slightly nervously.
"Da Guoguo...I..."
Just when Ren Qingrui was about to explain something to Young Master Liu, Qi Ya's delicate voice suddenly came from the door next to her.
"Sister Rui'er, you're finally here. My sister thought you weren't coming."
Ren Qingrui quickly let go of Liu Mingzhi's hand, walked to Qi Ya with light steps, and bowed with smiling eyes.
"Little sister has met sister Ya."
"Silly sister, why are we sisters doing such a thing outside each other? Please forgive me, please forgive me."
"Yeah, yeah, thank you sister Ya."
After Qi Ya looked at what Ren Qingrui was wearing, her expression was slightly startled, and E Mei couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Sister Rui'er, what about your clothes?"
"Sister Ya, I'm sorry."
Qi Ya took a peek at her husband not far away, and held Ren Qingrui's slender hands with a look of helplessness.
"Silly sister, didn't sister tell you before? She asked you to go back and change into clothes more suitable for dancing.
You took so long to come to my sister. My sister thought you were carefully choosing a piece of clothing in the room that would dazzle your husband!
But, you?"
Qi Ya's tone was full of a touch of helplessness.
Ren Qingrui sensed the helplessness in Qi Ya's tone, turned around and looked at her sweetheart who was looking at Sister Ya and herself, and let out a long breath with her mouth slightly open.
"Hu-Sister Ya."
"Hey, sister, tell me."
Ren Qingrui withdrew her gaze, looked at the good and well-intentioned sister in front of her, and gently patted the back of her hand a few times.
"Good sister, I know very well in my heart that you, sister Yun'er, and sister Yan'er, please politely explain your painstaking care of me.
Sister, I am here, thank you for your kindness.
However, my sister knows very well that some things cannot be forced.
Especially when it comes to the relationship between Da Guoguo and my sister, I cannot force it.
Good sister, as long as Da Guoguo doesn’t really accept me, my sister.
No matter how much we do, it's all in vain.
If that's the case, then let everything take its course."
"Oh, silly sister."
Ren Qingrui grabbed Qi Ya's jade hand with all her strength, looking at her beautiful eyes filled with gratitude.
"Good sister, thank you once again, sister. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything you have done for me."
Qi Ya looked at Ren Qingrui's grateful eyes, turned to look at her husband who was standing in the courtyard, silently soaking in the snow, and shook her head helplessly.
"Well, sometimes, I really don't know what this fool is thinking."