Snowflakes were all over the sky, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated in the courtyard. Ling Mulao walked on top of it, then stepped forward and picked up a red plum and smelled it.

"Master, if you like it, could Qinghua have someone fold a few bunches for you and put them in a vase?" Qinghua couldn't help but staggered forward.

Waving his hand, Ling Mulao said softly: "It's great to have it open here. Why do you have to break it and insert it into a vase? Flowers also need the sky."

Qinghua frowned, not understanding the deeper meaning of Ling Mulao's words.

"Concubine Rao, the warm bed has been made. It's better to rest early." At this time, the palace maid who was tidying up in the palace bowed slightly and said.

Ling Mulao looked at the sky and saw that it was already nightfall. According to the etiquette of the emperor's coronation ceremony, Nangong Yi should spend the night in the Queen's Palace today.

Naturally, the palace maids and eunuchs also believed that although the emperor doted on Ling Mulao, he would definitely not come back tonight, so they packed and warmed the bed early.

"The snow is falling so beautifully. I'll take a look and then go to bed. You all can go down~" Ling Mulao waved his hand and motioned for all the eunuchs and maids in the palace to go and rest.

However, if the master didn't sleep, how could the rows of palace maids and eunuchs dare to take a rest?

Frowning her brows, Ling Mulao saw that none of the palace maids and eunuchs behind her had moved, and knew that these people would stay by her side if she didn't rest, "Qinghua, help me in to rest!"

Stepping through the snow, Ling Mulao finished washing and put on a pair of pajamas, and then dismissed everyone.

However, she still didn't fall asleep. She opened the window slightly, and a sharp cold wind blew in, making her tighten her arms.

I don't know when the snow stopped, but the wind was still howling in the dark night, and a faint whimpering sound could be heard.

Looking into the night with amber eyes, Ling Mulao was waiting, waiting for Nangong Yi's return.

Time passed by minute by second, and Ling Mulao stood firmly in front of the window, staring unblinkingly at the dark night, as if he had become a stone statue.

I don't know how much time passed, but Ling Mulao's whole body was freezing cold and his lips had turned blue, but he still waited as if he didn't realize it.

The night is filled with darkness and the wind is howling.

Finally, Ling Mulao saw a tall figure moving in the night. His eyes flashed, and Nangong Yi had already jumped in from the window lightly.

"Why is the window open... why is the body so cold?" As soon as his hand touched Ling Mulao's shoulder, Nangong Yi's face turned pale in fright at the ice-like body.

Ling Mulao didn't speak, but raised his head slightly, staring deeply at Nangong Yi with his clear eyes, with unspeakable emotions in his eyes.

"Girl, what are you talking about?" Nangong Yi frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled Ling Mulao into his arms.

After a while, feeling the warm temperature spreading from his chest and listening to the "thumping" of his heartbeat, Ling Muchao realized that Nangong Yi was really back.

Her hard heart suddenly softened. Ling Mulao remembered that the only time she cried loudly in her life was the day her mother abandoned her in the amusement park. Then no matter how painful it was, she would quietly wipe away her tears, and then she would almost forget what happened.

For crying.

But tonight, Ling Mulao snuggled gently into Nangong Yi's arms, and cried unexpectedly, "I thought you wouldn't come back, I thought..."
Chapter completed!