After breakfast, Bai Murong wrapped herself in a thick cloak, then got up and walked out of the hall.

The cold air came in an instant, making her feel frozen for a moment. Taking a deep breath, the cold air filled her chest, and her internal organs were stained with cold air. After a while, she felt much better.

The snow on the ground has almost been cleaned, at least there is no snow near this small building.

There are still leaves on some trees not far away, and the yellow-green leaves are covered with snow. At first glance, they look like jade with distinct layers.

In Bai Murong's opinion, the winter here is actually not very cold, but the body is not adapting to it.

If it is really cold in winter, houses and buildings will not use such small-story buildings, and kangs are more suitable.

This body is obviously extremely uncomfortable with this temperature. It can be seen that Luquewu must be a warm place and there will be no colder weather throughout the year.

The boots stomped on the ground, making a creaking sound because there was still a layer of fine snow on the ground that had not been swept away, and they were too stubborn.

It is actually quite interesting to step on it. It would be even more interesting if you could build a snowman or something.

Obviously, she didn't think about it, because if she went to the snow to shovel the snow and build the snowman, she would be despised to death. Nothing is not as a lady, no one is as a woman, and no one is as a kind as a woman. There are countless kinds of things.

Just as she looked around, she suddenly heard several loud voices strung together, "I would like to pay tribute to the princess!"

With his eyelids twitched, Bai Murong turned his head and looked forward. Within seven or eight meters, five guards stood up. They bowed to themselves in one go. The uniform sound just now was what they made.

Looking at the neat and unified postures of these people, Bai Murong raised her eyebrows slightly and subconsciously took a step back.

Her eyes swept around them quickly, and this respect seemed very deliberate, forcing her to be alert.

"Get up." After saying this, Bai Murong then walked forward. The guards also stood up straight, very tall, with murderous aura on their bodies. She was really under a little pressure when she walked past the front.

I could feel them looking at me. The look of my eyes cannot be said to be murderous, but it is not a friendly look, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Walking past them, the gate of Suochang Pavilion was ahead, and from here to the gate, there were seven or eight guards. They occupied all the places and the guards were withdrawn. It can be said that they have completely controlled the place now.

As she appeared, the people bowed and greeted her again. The courtesy was comprehensive and there was no slightest non-compliance with the rules.

For Bai Murong, his small victory last night seemed meaningless, because no matter how hard he tossed, he was still a bird in a cage.

When they walked out of the gate of Suochang Pavilion, they did not see any shadow of the guardhouse. They were all withdrawn and didn't know what to do.

Outside, the servants were still clearing the snow, and they could see their busy figures. The next snow broke out, but they were all busy. Moreover, they could not rest until the snow was cleaned up. So, it was really unlucky to be servants, and they couldn't even resist.

As she passed by, the servants within a radius of ten meters put down their work, and then knelt on the ground to pay her respects.

This incident really shocked Bai Murong. It would be fine if the girls in Suochang Pavilion treated her like this. After all, they were usually hostile to themselves and looked down on them vaguely. She knew that.

At present, even these servants who have never seen before treat her like this, which makes her feel even more uncomfortable.

After coughing lightly, Bai Murong nodded, "Get up, keep doing things, don't pay attention to me." Did these people know about Yu Wenjie going to the study last night? So they felt that her princess was really extraordinary, so they were all scared, worried that they would provoke her?

Is this really the case?

She walked towards the back door, and everyone she met along the way was as before, each of whom was shocked and shocked, as if she was thrown into her body. That moment made her feel like she was a bully, and they were very worried that they would be beaten to death by the bully, so they had to beg for mercy.

Finally, I walked to the back door. What's strange is that there were no guards here, and the servants had not cleaned it yet, so the snow here was still piled up very thick.

The chimney at the back door was filled with smoke from the chimney, and the window was half opened, and Su Yun was here.

She walked over in the snow, still walked under the window, pushed the window wider, and then saw Su Yun standing on the edge of the table to wash his face.

"Hi, it's early. It's snowing outside, and it's so thick, but you don't have a single footprint outside your house. Obviously you don't even feel like you're coming out to see it." Su Yun obviously doesn't like the snow scenery.

"I can see the same snow scene every year, and I'm not curious anymore. Why did you come here? I heard that when the little prince came back last night, you rushed to the study room by you. You are really capable." With a rough towel, Su Yun's blind eye looked even more scary. The eyeball was gone, so the eye socket was sunken. The blood vessels on the eyelids extended from the inside out, especially like several old trees, entrenched on the surface.

"Even you know, it seems that I'm really making a big splash." Su Yun, the people at the back door, knew about this, and it seemed that it had really spread throughout the mansion.

"Be proud of yourself." Su Yun was meaningful, obviously not a compliment.

"I can't be driven out, I'm a married woman. Logically speaking, I was carried in from the gate, and even if I leave, I have to leave the gate. If I'm driven out in the middle of the night, what am I going to be? Wouldn't I be even worse than a concubine? The so-called "I don't steamed buns and make a sigh of relief, my idea is very simple, Senior Su, you can understand it." She raised her hand and picked up the hood of the cloak and held it on her head. She only showed one face, and a hint of tenderness and love appeared on this charming face.

Su Yun snorted, "Only you know what you want. You may not have a good life when you go back to the Bai family. Otherwise, you would not be sick when you marry into the royal palace."

Bai Murong shrugged. Da Yang told Su Yun that everything about her before was fine, so he knew her very well.

"But, was this really so amazing last night? Today everyone was humble at me, as if I had suddenly become the overlord of this mansion. Even the guards around the little prince bent down to salute me, as if they were afraid of being rude. This was the first time such treatment. I was frightened all the way, and I was really worried that someone would suddenly bounce off the ground and stab my neck." Because they were all too respectful, humble, it was really scary.

Su Yun looked at her with the only remaining eye, then shook his head, "Since you are uneasy, you should be more careful."

After blinking his eyes, Bai Murong felt that it made sense. She must be careful. Maybe she would really be able to slap coldly for her.

Without talking to Su Yun anymore, Bai Murong turned around and walked back, stepping on the snow all over the ground, still creaking.

As he walked, Bai Murong suddenly felt something was wrong. If Yu Wenjie wanted to attack her, he could have chosen the time when he was not in the mansion.

In that case, he has no suspicion because he is 're recovering from injuries' and the excuse is perfect.

So, was it intentional that all the servants in the mansion today, who were "terrified and afraid" by her? The purpose was to make her restless and turn into a frightened bird?

Thinking of this possibility, Bai Murong suddenly felt that he underestimated that little brat. What is this called? This is called killing people and killing the heart. Let the enemy collapse his spirit first!

However, he had planned to make a mistake in his opponent. After all, she was not a petite lady who was unaware of in the boudoir.
Chapter completed!