The warm beam of light passed through the window lattice and brushed across her slightly trembling nose, shining into her dream. Zhao Pei slowly opened her eyes and saw the light blue curtain fluttering in the breeze, her heart was filled with peace. She tried hard to recall the warm embrace of the jade-like man in her dream just now, but to her surprise, the dream was so clear that she could no longer remember it. But she could still vaguely remember his warmth.
A faint melancholy passed through my heart, and I had this feeling almost every morning. I took a deep breath to cheer myself up, and suddenly thought of Xiao Yi beside me.
She quickly sat up and picked up the clothes on the bedside and put them on. Fortunately, he was still asleep. Zhao Pei glanced at the man sleeping in the sunlight and slowed down her movements.
The man was still in a peaceful sleep, breathing steadily. His stern face, composed of strong outlines, heroic eyebrows, high nose and thin lips, became less cold and softer in the sun. Zhao Pei looked at his eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings in the breeze, and suddenly felt that he was like a child sleeping without any guard or disguise. Simple but lonely.
Zhao Pei kept staring at him, lost in thought. He opened his eyes after his eyelashes fluttered several times, and asked her lazily, "What are you looking at?"
"Hmm?" Zhao Pei came back to her senses, and seeing his teasing eyes, she turned away with a red face, asking her to take back what she had just thought. Like a child? But it was just an illusion...
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"Miss! Miss!" Zhao Pei was buried in a pile of ancient books in the side room when she heard Ruhua's loud voice coming from outside. Ruhua was just as noisy and noisy, Zhao Pei frowned and tried to ignore her. But Ruhua's voice never stopped: "Miss! Miss!"
Zhao Pei threw the book down in anger, stood up, opened the door, glared at Ruhua who happened to run to the door, and said, "Ruhua! You little girl! Are you going to give way to others..."
"Miss! Look, it's snowing!" Ruhua interrupted her without caring about her anger, as if she was excited to see the best rouge. Zhaopei listened and looked away, and sure enough...
In just an hour, the world suddenly changed, and the houses were covered with a layer of white. The snowflakes were fine and dense, like sifting salt and flying catkins, falling silently. The clusters and flakes were like endless pulling of catkins. Everything was white, and she saw the branches in the corner of the corridor, which seemed to be a tree of white flowers. Zhao Pei's arrogance just now disappeared, and a smile appeared on her lips: "Good as a picture. It really snowed..."
Zhao Pei walked straight into the yard, where there was already snow. She stepped on the soft snow, which made a "crunching" sound. She stretched out her hand to catch the falling snow, and the flying snowflakes stopped in her palm, slowly melted into water and flowed down like cold tears.
Her thoughts flew far away. She had heard someone mention that person who loved snowy days. She wondered if he was standing in the yard watching the snow at this moment, and if he would suddenly think of someone like her. This sudden melancholy made Zhao Pei sad, and she felt colder and colder.
Ruhua followed up from behind and said with a smile, "Miss, if it snows more, we can make a snow arhat. The snow is so heavy, it seems that the snow from last year was not as heavy as this time. Miss, we have to make a big snow arhat! At least bigger than the one from last year!" Ruhua was in high spirits and was extremely happy.
Zhao Pei stood in the snow, slightly raising her head. The dense snow beads hit her face, which was a little painful. Zhao Pei closed her eyes, not daring to look at the snow beads rushing towards her. Suddenly, it became darker in front of her eyes, as if something blocked the light. She opened her eyes in confusion, but saw something green and angular. She didn't react for a moment, turned around and looked, and met Xiao Yi's deep eyes. Zhao Pei's heart skipped a beat, and she was stunned in the distance.
Xiao Yi held the bamboo green umbrella and said calmly: "Even though it's snowing, you'll still get wet."
Zhao Pei felt a warm feeling in her heart and smiled, "It's okay." Seeing that he was still wearing court clothes, she asked, "Did you just come back from the palace?"
Xiao Yi nodded, seemingly not intending to leave. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the vast whiteness, sighing with a half-smile: "It's snowing. Does Pepe like snow?"
"Yeah." Zhao Pei nodded and looked into the distance with him.
"The breeze shakes the trees in the courtyard, and the snow falls through the gaps in the curtains. The air lingers like fog, and the steps are like flowers. No willows in spring are seen, only the white cassia twigs. No one talks about my tears, and what's the use of missing someone in vain." Xiao Yi's low voice carried a trace of sadness as he slowly chanted "Ode to Snow". Zhao Pei listened silently, and when she heard the line "What's the point of missing someone in vain", her body couldn't help but tremble slightly. She didn't know Xiao Yi's intention, whether he was speaking to himself or her, or just because it was appropriate.
Suddenly there was a noise outside the yard, and then two servants carried a small cage into the yard. Zhao Pei looked around, but couldn't see clearly what was in the cage. So she looked at Xiao Yi with a little doubt. Xiao Yi smiled faintly, clapped his hands and said loudly: "Move it over here."
Zhao Pei could see clearly that it was a cat with patterns. It lay in the cage, looking at the outside world lazily, raising its paw and licking it gracefully. Zhao Pei's eyes lit up, and he took a few steps forward and squatted beside the cage, staring at this "noble" cat and exclaiming: "What a big cat."
Xiao Yi smiled with a hint of sarcasm: "Look carefully, this is a cat? It's clearly a premature tiger."
Zhao Pei's hand, which was originally stretched out to open the cage, froze there, and she could see the sharp claws of the little guy hidden under his fur. She quickly withdrew her hand, took a few steps back, and fell to the snow.
The little tiger half-closed his eyes and looked at her, seeming to have some mockery in his expression, which was somewhat similar to Xiao Yi's.
Xiao Yi's laughter came from above her head, and then a pair of strong hands pulled her up from the ground: "Are you scared?" full of teasing and ridicule.
Zhao Pei stood up and shook off his hand, saying with a sophistry: "No, my feet were numb just now." Ignoring Xiao Yi's obvious disbelief, she asked again: "Where did this come from?"
"My sixth uncle gave it to me." Xiao Yi said nothing more, but told the servants to move it to the warm room. Zhao Pei's mind flashed with Xiao Hong's eyes like a leopard looking for food, and she shuddered and stopped thinking about it.
Xiao Yi walked past her, but suddenly stopped and said, "By the way, there will be a New Year's Eve banquet in the palace in a few days, you and I should go together."
Zhao Pei nodded: "I already know." Then he and she will appear in front of everyone together, appear in front of him... Xiao Yi smiled meaningfully: "Do you think this tiger looks like a human? Be careful that its claws may scratch you."
She was slightly stunned, not understanding what he meant. She looked up at him, but Xiao Yi had already left. There were some metaphors in his words. Zhao Pei didn't know who he was referring to, but she was already worried.
"Princess, you are wet. You should go back and change your clothes first. Otherwise, you will catch a cold." Ziye did not come over and reminded her calmly. Zhao Pei lifted her skirt, looked at her wet embroidered shoes, and nodded helplessly. But she felt like something was going to happen. (To be continued)