Yu Wenjie never told her what was going on with the divorce letter he gave her, and something was wrong. If he didn't say it, he wouldn't even reveal a word if he really broke off his teeth. If he said that he was just a clam shell, no one would bite him tightly.

So later, Bai Murong stopped asking, just do whatever he wants. Anyway, she felt that they were not the kind of couple with legal procedures, so don’t deceive themselves.

She had the intention to marry him as the princess of Yinan, but this guy refused to marry him.

The New Year is coming soon, and it has been snowing for two consecutive days during this period. It is really like the snow of goose feathers, and the world is white.

Thanks to the heavy snow, Yu Wenjie's face successfully swollen. In fact, he did nothing, just left the palace in the snow and returned to the palace.

I got off the carriage from the gate of the palace. The hood was not wrapped too tightly, and snowflakes fell on his face. After that, after a night passed, his face became swollen.

It is white and tender, and it looks like a steamed bun that has just been out of the pot, and some red dots are attached to it. Not to mention that the steamed bun is quite beautiful, it will make people feel particularly appetizing.

He has his own doctor around him, familiar with his body, and has specially prepared ointments.

He has always carried it with him, so this is in handy.

Sitting on the bed, Bai Murong unscrewed the ointment and smelled it, dug a piece with his ring finger, then looked at Yu Wenjie's face, and couldn't help but sigh, "You said you, in winter, you're just like this. It hurts here or itchy there all day. What should you do? Otherwise, you can move the capital to the south, next to my Dafeng City, where the temperature is more stable, and you won't die early."

With his eyes closed, Yu Wenjie asked her to apply medicine while listening to her muttering.

His face was slightly swollen, and even his eyelids were swollen. There were some red spots on his forehead, which looked particularly pitiful.

He didn't say anything. Bai Murong said that it was like Bai, and wiped him with the ointment bit by bit. As soon as the ointment was applied like lard, his face became even more shiny.

Bai Murong couldn't help but feel happy when she looked at him, "You look very much like Zhu Gangli, but you look better than him. Come on, let me see, hey, I'll give you another nine-toothed rake, and it's even more like it." He held his neck with one hand and insisted that he face her head for her to appreciate.

When I opened my eyes, my eyelids were a little heavy because of the swelling.

At such times, he can't go out. If the cold wind blows again, his body will be even more uncomfortable, and he will have difficulty breathing at that time, and he will die of life even more seriously.

Grasping her hand and pinching it into his palm, Yu Wenjie leaned back on the pillow, slowly pinching her fingers, "The flesh and blood body is extremely difficult and there is no way."

"Turning your mouth, twelve words, don't play with me with conciseness. You, it's better to pay attention to your own life. If you really die, not only will this Daliang dying bend, but you will soon have one more brother." She leaned slightly, her hair wrapped around her face, and her appearance was full of threats when she spoke.

"What brother?" He didn't understand her words. Of course, she often said something that people don't understand.

"That's the brother who will sleep in your position at that time." This is the price of early death.

Yu Wenjie squeezed her hand heavily, "You can think about it when you are in your dreams. Of course, don't be known by me, otherwise, it will be nice to you."

"Hey, you still want to care about my dreams." Bai Murong snorted. This possessiveness is not very strong. He has a bad personality and a broad mind. It can be said that he has no advantages and is outrageous.

Yu Wenjie didn't say anything, just looked at her and continued to pinch her hands, letting her think about it carefully.

People in the world like the new and the old. This is a bad nature, which is brought from the bones. But he hopes that she will not make this mistake, otherwise,,,,,

"Your little eyes are quite creepy, but Sister Bai is not scared." As soon as she raised her legs, she rode on his legs, picked up his hands and looked carefully. There were red spots on the back of his white hands. It was so pitiful. He couldn't even speak harshly when he looked like this.

"Then how did you grow up?" he asked, gradually becoming a little absent-minded.

"Sister Bai is soaked. Didn't you see that she is so swelling?" She also replied nonsense, sitting on his lap, she began to become dishonest.

Looking at her, Yu Wenjie's eyes gradually darkened. After she gradually became too "provocative", he suddenly wrapped his hand around her waist and directly overturned her.

He couldn't go back to the palace for "sick leave", and the things in the palace were not sent, which made him quite leisurely.

The two spent the time in the bedroom and didn't even go out, and they didn't have the idea of ​​going out.

When the bed tent falls, there is another world, without having to dress up or even wear clothes.

Whether you are hungry or not is another matter. Anyway, Bai Murong doesn't feel hungry for the time being, but it's really exhausted. She sweats all over, and there is a faint smell of medicine in the air, but it doesn't smell bad.

Lying on her side, she was holding a hand stove in her arms, covered with a thin quilt, and there was heavy snow on her face, but the room was as warm as spring.

Yu Wenjie's hand was on top of her head, and he wrapped his index finger around her hair, circle after circle, wrapped around her and let go.

The blue hair is smooth, like cloud silk. In Yu Wenjie's opinion, her hair is smoother than cloud silk, with the unique fragrance on her body.

"Tired? You should eat something first to fill your stomach and feel comfortable when you sleep." Looking at her, Yu Wenjie said softly.

"I'm tired, but I just lie down and don't move, and there's nothing comfortable or uncomfortable. I don't understand. You said you were so tired that you sweat profusely. What are you doing?" I'm so addicted, I don't know what he is trying to do. Of course, humans seem to be like this. I don't understand the specific reasons, and scientists probably haven't figured it out.

"I like to see you insanely and fascinated." He likes to see her more, because he is fascinated by him.

His answer was heart-warming, and Bai Murong also chuckled, "So, you are serving the bed. In the past, he asked me to serve the bed with shameless words, but who was serving whom."

"I'm serving you, can you do it?" Yu Wenjie admitted defeat. Even if he was serving her, he was very willing.

Bai Murong liked this attitude very much. Looking at the person close to her, she raised her hand and touched his face, "Little cutie, if I propose to you, will you agree?"

"I wonder what you are going to hire?" he asked, with a faint smile.

Seeing that he was not serious, Bai Murong hummed, "Miss Bai is a king, and the big and small kings are both kings. But, it is definitely not as good as you. Forget it, after thinking about it, I didn't even take anything out."

"Then think about it carefully, what can you do. Tell me then, and I will consider it again." He looked like he was coaxing the child, and he was clearly not sincere.

Bai Murong hummed, turned around and lay flat, moved the stove to his stomach, closed his eyes, and went to bed.

Yu Wenjie didn't say anything anymore, but just leaned his head against her head. Listening to her breathing, not long after, both of them fell asleep.

The snow outside was very heavy, and the snow in the palace was cleared very timely, but in just half a day, the snow outside accumulated very thickly and exceeded its calves.

Such heavy snow is rare, but there is also a saying that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. For the imperial city, such heavy snow in winter is a good thing.

However, such heavy snow is a disaster for the north. The world is covered with snow. In addition, the severe cold makes their situation difficult. Even if the letter is not sent in time, you can guess.

It was not much different from what Bai Murong guessed. After the heavy snow stopped for a few days, a letter came from Song Zifei, saying that the people he sent to the north had brought back the latest news, and the Xuanjia Army's barracks were trapped by the heavy snow.

Moreover, the supplies could not be delivered, and the interior of the Xuanjia Army began to shrink.

It’s like this when you guess. Such heavy snow has had a great impact on everything. At this time, the situations of people and animals are the same. It depends on who is more destined to survive.

As the New Year is here, even in the cold, the imperial city is full of lively scenes.

Last year's New Year was the first year after the war and was not lively. This year has changed to be deserted, and even the palace is decorated with lights, making people feel the atmosphere of the New Year.

The New Year in Yinan is more distinctive, unlike the fancy things that are made in the imperial city.

She likes the New Year in both places very much. Of course, the most important thing is that during this New Year, there must be meaningful people around her.

And just as the royal palace was carefully preparing because the emperor spent the New Year here, Song Zifei's letter was sent again. It was still about the news in the north, saying that Song Zihua was sick.

According to the information found out, she seemed to be quite ill, probably because of the blizzard weather this year that she fell ill.

When Bai Murong saw this news, he felt that it was not possible at the first time. Song Zihuan's little girl movie had to die at her hands. If she died of illness, wouldn't it be too cheap for her?

Holding the letter paper, she held it tightly and loosened it. The ancients' life was gone, and sometimes they might die because of a cold. This kind of thing is common. Isn't the princess's son-in-law like this? At that time, she didn't hurt him very much, and her purpose was just to scare him, so she didn't kill him at all.

But he died and had no place to deal with it.

Song Zihuan's small body was as thin as a piece of paper. It was as cold as the north, and even a healthy person might not be able to withstand it, let alone her.

She was so dead, it was not enough. If God accepted her, it was a bargain, and she had to send her to see God.

Thinking of this, she must have to go, but Yu Wenjie will definitely not agree at this moment.

I still remember that he said he would give her a deadline to stay at least until after the New Year. The New Year is right in front of me, okay, she will wait until after the New Year.

After the New Year, she had to go to the north to settle the accounts.

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