When Mo Xiangbin gave the imperial edict of marriage, everyone gave different reactions.
As one of the parties involved, when Shi Qingxue received the imperial edict, her eyes fell directly on the imperial edict and stopped moving.
Actually... in a daze
Xiaoquanzi waited for a while but didn't see Shi Qingxue speak, so he couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Shi Liu Niang, it's time to thank you!"
Shi Qingxue:…
"Ahem!" Koizumi coughed hard for a while, trying to attract Shi Qingxue's attention.
Shi Qingxue suddenly woke up, looked at Xiao Quanzi and said quickly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. Qingxue is grateful."
She called Xia Mang again and rewarded Xiaoquanzi with a bag of golden peas.
Koizumi immediately beamed and said many auspicious words without hesitation.
Then Xia Mang and Dong Shuang led them to hand over the reward from Mo Xiangbin.
Shi Qingxue was sitting alone in the room, still holding the sincere imperial edict in her hand.
She opened the imperial edict, her eyes fell on those gorgeous words of praise, and her fingers gently rubbed them.
The sluggishness on his face slowly turned into confusion, but he still had a deep sense of loss.
The emotions that everyone guessed, such as being extremely surprised, crying with joy, and getting what they wanted, were not reflected on her face.
It didn't appear in her mind either.
It wasn't that Shi Qingxue was unwilling to marry Mo Junyang, it was just that something she had been looking forward to for a long time suddenly came true.
The joy became unreal because of the suddenness of the incident.
Qingxue looked up subconsciously, and when she didn't find that familiar figure, she suddenly woke up.
Mo Junyang is not here.
It turned out that all her negative emotions just now originated from this.
Shi Qingxue always thought that she had stayed with Mo Junyang for so long as a spirit body in her previous life, and she should have become accustomed to a silent life.
But it was only when she came to live in the family temple that she realized that some things were really different.
For such a long time, she had been accustomed to Mo Junyang's company, but now that he was suddenly not by her side, she couldn't adapt.
"I don't know when we can meet again?"
Shi Qingxue murmured lowly, looking out the window as the heavy snow covered her eyes. Everything around her seemed to become quiet and lonely.
She sat like this for a long time, until Xia Mang and the others came back after seeing off the guests and whispered, "Liu Niang, it's time to take a bath and burn incense again."
Every afternoon, Shi Qingxue would take a bath again and burn incense, and then sit in the room dedicated to Guanyin and play the piano to pray for Dong Hui.
Never stopped.
Therefore, Qingxue had no choice but to put away those complicated thoughts, got up and went to take a bath in the back.
Ever since Dong Shuang learned the news that her master had been granted a marriage, she had been in an extremely excited state, as if she had also revealed the unexpressed joy of Shi Qingxue.
However, when she sent Xiaoquanzi away and returned to the dormitory again, her not very bright brain finally realized that something was wrong.
Dong Shuang took advantage of Shi Qingxue's bathing break to pull Xia Mang aside and asked softly: "What's wrong with Liu Niang? Didn't the emperor give her a marriage to Mo Shizi? How come I don't feel comfortable seeing her at all?" Don’t you mean to be happy?”
Not only am I unhappy, I seem to be feeling lost and melancholy.
It's really strange. Could it be that their master's favorite person is not Mo Junyang, and they have been mistaken all along
As soon as the thought came up, Dong Shuang quickly shook his head and shook it away.
This isn't acting, it's not that dramatic.
Besides, although Shi Qingxue's emotional expression was not as straightforward as Mo Junyang's, it was still very obvious. At least those who took care of her could see it clearly.
Xia Mang saw the clues.
She made a 'silence' gesture, pulled Dong Shuang further away from the bathhouse, and then whispered, "I'm afraid it's because of Prince Mo."
Dong Shuang blinked in confusion, obviously not understanding what Xia Mang meant.
Xia Mang knocked on Dong Shuang's stupid head and sighed helplessly: "You idiot, Liu Niang is missing Mo Shizi! He didn't come, it was just a dry imperial edict and some insignificant rewards. Do you think we Can Liu Niang be happy?"
Shi Qingxue, a first-class maid, has seen a lot of the world with her, so naturally she will not be dazzled by such a small reward like those short-sighted maids.
Naturally, he can guess the master's thoughts very well.
Dong Shuang was dumbfounded and looked at Xia Mang blankly.
Xia Mang frowned, "Don't you understand yet?"
"I understand... I understand!" Dong Shuang nodded hesitantly.
Xia Mang asked again: "What other problems are there?"
It was now more difficult for Dongshuang to speak.
She looked at Xia Mang hesitantly for a long time, then whispered: "Although I also know that what our master needs most is the reward from the noble, but you use such a disdainful tone to describe the emperor's gift, it's really okay. ?"
It's not that Dong Shuang thinks too much, but if any other maid heard Xia Mang's words, she would have the urge to beat her to death.
Even if Shi Qingxue really didn't care at all, her tone really sounded like she was showing off her wealth!
Xia Mang rolled his eyes and glared at Dongshuang: "I'm too lazy to joke with you. Anyway, since you understand, you should treat Liu Niang more carefully in the future and don't let her think so much, so as not to affect her mood! "
Dongshuang lamented: "I don't know where Prince Mo is now? He has become Liu Niang's fiancé. Even if he comes to Tanshan, he will not be gossiped about anymore, but why doesn't he come?"
Xia Mang didn't even bother to roll his eyes this time, and scorned him unceremoniously: "Didn't you listen to what Eunuch Quan said just now? He has to rush back, otherwise the mountain will be closed by heavy snow, and then he really won't be able to go back.
So even if Prince Mo wanted to come to Tanshan, he might not be able to do anything! "
The two maids looked at each other, then lowered their heads and sighed at the same time.
At this time, a boy from the outhouse knocked on the door eagerly: "Liu Niang, I have something important to report."
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On the mountain road in Tanshan, the trees on both sides of the road are all wrapped in a layer of silvery white snow, blending in with the vast earth.
A thick layer of snow had fallen on the road, four to five inches thick, making it impossible for carriages to pass on the road.
The mountain was covered with heavy snow, and there was no one everywhere. Only the north wind was still blowing, and the flying white snow obscured the sight.
Visibility was less than a foot.
However, despite such a harsh environment, a long series of horse hoof prints appeared on the mountain road in Tanshan. The tracks from the foot of the mountain all the way up the mountain were soon covered by the heavy snow without any trace.
New footprints still appear persistently.
Looking down from a high altitude, you can see two small figures riding two horses rushing up the mountain.
It was Mo Junyang and Wei Zichao.
"Master, the snow is falling too hard. It may be dangerous if we continue walking like this. Let's stop for a while and wait for the snow to lighten up before we go?" Wei Zichao's sight was completely blocked by the heavy snow, and he could hardly see anything clearly. , I had to ask in a low voice.
The north wind was still blowing, blowing towards them, bringing greater resistance to their progress.
Mo Junyang walked slower and slower, and finally had to stop and look around at the situation.
The heavy snow shows no sign of letting up, and the visibility is getting lower and lower. If they continue on their way, they may be buried in the snow before they reach their destination.
"Then just wait!" Mo Junyang reluctantly walked to a slightly wider area.
Wei Zichao also came forward immediately and dismounted without Mo Junyang's instructions.
He first used his long sword to draw a large circle in the snow-covered open space, then used his sword to clear the snow in the circle, and then picked up branches and piled them up.
In such a cold day, the white snow does not melt, and the branches are all dry, and they stick to each other.
The two of them warmed up around the fire for a while, but the heavy snow was still raging, as if a ferocious devil would not stop until he engulfed the knight leading to the key point.
Mo Junyang was sitting by the fire, looking towards the mountain.
His face was solemn and a little absent-minded.
Wei Zichao muttered several times but received no response - this was completely different from the previous situation when Mo Junyang ignored him. This time, Mo Junyang seemed not to hear what he said at all.
Of course, Mo Junyang didn't care about Wei Zichao's nagging.
The only thing he is thinking about now is when the snow will let down. Can he reach his destination in time today
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Burning incense in a bath is an extremely tedious process.
By the time Qingxue completed all the steps, it was already an hour later when she sat at the table with wet moisture all over her body while Xia Mang combed her hair.
She only had time to take a simple wooden hairpin from Xia Mang's hand and tie her hair up. Before Xia Mang could say anything, the door was pushed open.
The north wind roared all at once into the house, and Shi Qingxue and Xia Mang turned their heads to look at it at the same time.
Mo Junyang was seen standing at the door wearing a big coat, covered with cold air, his eyes sharp and lively, like a pool of cold water.
It's bitingly cold, but it locks people in tightly.
Shi Qingxue's eyes were glued to Mo Junyang at the first sight.
Before she even realized what was going on, she had already run to the door and hugged the man who had come from afar.
"Jun Yang, you are here."
The voice was timid, small and long.
Longing, grievance, hope, loss, all emotions are expressed through this crying voice.
Mo Junyang subconsciously hugged the petite person who rushed into his arms tightly.
Then he responded gently: "Yes, I'm coming."
The two embraced each other so closely that there was no gap.
The cold air on Mo Junyang also hit Shi Qingxue directly, causing her to shiver.
Mo Junyang felt it immediately and was about to push Qingxue away, shouting half helplessly and half anxiously: "I'm very cold, stay away from me first."
Shi Qingxue stood on tiptoes, stubbornly looking around Mo Junyang's neck, and then buried herself in Mo Junyang's arms, muttering softly: "No."
Her face was pressed against Mo Junyang's cold face that had been ravaged by wind and frost. She was shivering from the cold, but she still subconsciously rubbed Mo Junyang's face, silently seeking closeness.
Although Mo Junyang verbally asked Qingxue to stay away from him, when Qingxue really refused, he didn't push her away anymore. He hugged her tightly and held Qingxue's buttocks directly. Using the posture of holding a baby, he picked the person up from the front and brought him inside.
Everyone else also left with a look, and thoughtfully closed the door for the young couple who had not seen each other for a long time.