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That day, the first snow of the year in Beicheng came quietly.
Wen Jian had been wrapped up thickly early in the morning. He was usually a very stable little boy, but now he was so happy that he jumped up and down in the yard.
When Wen Zhigu closed the door, he glanced at the child at the bottom of the corridor and said helplessly: "You were careful and fell."
Wen Jian patted the small snowflakes in her hand and said with uncontrollable excitement: "Mom, would you like to buy two bunches of candied haws at once? My young sister likes to eat candied haws most when it snows."
"Okay, okay." Wen smiled helplessly.
Wen Jian was particularly happy every time he went to see Qingzhi.
At that time, Wen Zhigu just lamented that the relationship between these two childhood sweethearts who grew up together was much deeper than that of ordinary children.
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At that time, in the palace of Shenghe, Qingzhi woke up from the first snowfall after being in a coma for two days.
At that time, Shu Nuan had just finished Qingzhi's new hat. Qingzhi had been coquettishly telling her that she would wear a red hat when it snowed, and it would be the same color as plum blossoms.
So Shu Nuan made Qingzhi a plum-red velvet hat with a few plum blossoms that Qingzhi liked embroidered on it.
After Shu Nuan made the hat, he thought about whether it would be appropriate to go back to the hall to put it on Qingzhi. At this time, the little guy's hoarse coughing and slight wheezing came from the inner hall.
Shu Nuan's heart skipped a beat, and she walked in anxiously. She saw Qingzhi's misty deer-like eyes open, her soft eyelashes blinking, as if he saw her from the corner of his eye. The little guy slowly He turned his head and moved his mouth, wanting to say something, but he coughed again...
Shunuan felt extremely distressed. She sat on the bed and hugged the little guy into her arms. She lowered her head and kissed Qingzhi's forehead. She felt like crying, "Baby Qingzhi, you finally woke up."
Her young and innocent little fingers were soft and warm, and she gently touched Shu Nuan's ears. Her soft and tender voice was still a little hoarse, but she still coaxed her in a low voice: "Shu Nuan, don't cry. .”
Hearing the little guy's voice again after two days, Shu Nuan said he was no longer crying, but his eye circles were still red.
She was too afraid that something would happen to Qingzhi. She couldn't bear even the slightest setback. What's more, Qingzhi was in a coma for two days again. During these two days, even the imperial doctor was helpless...
Only when Sheng Qianmo was by her side would Shu Nuan feel a little more at ease.
But today Sheng Qianmo had to go to the military camp, because there have been frequent problems at the junction with the Southern Dynasty. As the leader of the Sheng army, Sheng Qianmo could not turn a blind eye to this matter, so Shu Nuan also tried his best to Let him rest assured and let Sheng Qianmo believe that she can be fine by herself.
But at this moment Qingzhi woke up, and Qingzhi was asked to coax her. Shunuan was ashamed and distressed. She hugged her little sweetheart, sniffed, and tried to force out a smile to tell Qingzhi : "Mom didn't cry."
Shu Nuan said, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, let go of Qingzhi, and showed the little guy the hat he had just made, "Qingzhi, look, mother made a new hat for you."
Although Qingzhi was very weak, when she saw the fluffy new hat, the corners of her eyes still slightly curved, "Plum Blossom..."
"Yes, there are plum blossoms that Qingzhi likes. Does Qingzhi like them?"
"I like it." Qingzhi said softly and vaguely the words "milk in the milk", and happily kissed her softly to warm her up.