The voice was still as crisp and sweet as a child, but Fang Zilan didn't know why, but she always felt that the Awan in front of her tonight was different from the chirping little girl next to her.

A Wan's deep look made her suddenly understand that everyone in the ghost sect, no matter their age, had a different heaviness than ordinary people.

Fate? This word came into her mind like a spell, causing her to slightly raise the corners of her lips.

She doesn't believe in fate. Even if there is such a thing, she has the final say.

If she couldn't hold this life in her own hands, how could she be willing to do so?

Awan, who was admiring the snow on the porch, wrapped her cloak tighter. There was a sense of indifference and loneliness in her eyes, but there was no innocent joy of a child.

Fang Zilan felt a little inexplicably depressed when she looked at her. Her legs were numb after squatting for a long time. She stumbled to stand up and patted the falling snow on her clothes.

The fine snowflakes melted half and soaked the clothes, and the chill was refreshing.

"It's late at night, let's go back. There is still time to enjoy the snow in the future, and this night is not the time." Fang Zilan said, reaching out a hand to pick up a snowflake outside the corridor, letting the snowflake melt in her palm.

She smiled lightly, stretched out her other hand to hold Awan's hand, and held her warmly back to the house.

Awan followed Fang Zilan back to the house and fell asleep soon after. She felt that it was the most peaceful sleep she had had in all the time she had been in the north. When she opened her eyes again, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Fang Zilan was not in the room, so she packed up and changed her clothes, preparing to go find Fang Zilan.

As soon as she opened the door of the house, she saw that the outside was covered with snow, and the sky and the earth were completely white. She felt joyful for no reason, and she made snowballs and ice flakes and ran to the front hall.

Fang Zilan was talking to Qi Yuming in the front hall when she saw Awan playing in the yard covered in snow.

She stood up and walked to the door of the front hall, laughing softly, "The little girl has never seen such a snow scene, but it made Master Qi laugh."

"Miss Awan's childlike nature is also enviable." Qi Yuming also smiled slightly, "It snows heavily in the winter in the north. Master Fang and Miss Awan spend the winter in the north for the first time this year, so they need to pay attention to keeping warm."

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Qi." Fang Zilan wrapped her cloak around her body and changed her voice, "Speaking of which, it will be the first month of the year in a while, and the construction of the Northern Protectorate will be delayed until the spring of next year."

"What Lord Fang is saying is that the winter in the north is difficult, so no one dares to start construction." Qi Yuming said and walked to her side, "But hasn't Lord Fang already passed on the task of building the Northern Protectorate to Lord Lu Zhizhang? He himself

Got some time to relax."

Fang Zilan turned to look at Qi Yuming, her eyebrows curved and she smiled like a little fox, "I think Mr. Qi has been too idle recently, why don't you do something for me?"

"I'm not idle." Qi Yuming took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Fang Zilan. "I went to see Mr. Zhong as soon as I returned to Yanzhou City. This is Shangguan Min's non-commissioned officer's military status. It's completed."

"Master Qi is indeed capable." Fang Zilan took the document with a smile on her face, "In that case, can you do me one more favor?"

Qi Yuming shook his head helplessly, "Master Fang, don't make fun of me. Master Fang, you still call me Master Qi respectfully. I am just a small clerk in the army now. I have no power and no power. How can I help Master Fang?"

"Master Qi, why do you need to belittle yourself?" Fang Zilan shook his head dissatisfied, "What's more, based on our friendship, you will always help with some small favors, right?"

"I don't dare to be friends with Mr. Fang." Qi Yuming quickly waved his hand to clear the relationship, causing Fang Zilan to glare angrily, "Qi Yuming, will you help?"

Her voice attracted A Wan, who was having a good time in the courtyard. As soon as she ran over, she saw this scene. Monk Zhang Er was confused and looked at the two of them blankly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Qi Yuming raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but laugh: "Master Fang and Miss Awan have been together for a long time, and their tempers have become more and more similar."

Fang Zilan snorted and said nothing. Qi Yuming stopped teasing after seeing this, coughed lightly and said seriously: "What does Mr. Fang want me to do, you might as well tell me."

"I want you to help me hire the best matchmaker in Yanzhou City to be a matchmaker." Fang Zilan said calmly, but Awan was dumbfounded, "Fang Zilan, you want to get married?"

Qi Yuming coughed suddenly and asked, "Master Fang, are you joking with me?"

"What are you two thinking about? It's not that I want to get married." Fang Zilan rolled her eyes at the two people in front of her angrily, sighed and pretended to be mature: "It's not the Chinese New Year, and I also want to do a few happy events.

Make the house lively and lively. Watching all the little girls in the house trembling and trembling under my roof all day long makes me feel unhappy."

"Master Fang wants to marry off all the Shangguan women in the backyard?" Qi Yuming raised his eyebrows, "Will they be willing?"

"Why don't you want to?" Fang Zilan looked at the snow in the courtyard, which was spotless and so pure that it made people feel indescribably happy. "Compared to being a slave and a maid all your life, there is nothing wrong with finding a good family to marry.

not good."

"What about you, Mr. Fang?" Qi Yuming asked suddenly, making Fang Zilan stunned for a moment, "What's wrong with me?"

Qi Yuming's eyes showed an obvious look of inquiry, "Will Mr. Fang be able to choose a husband you like and marry him in the future?"

"Who knows." Fang Zilan smiled, "I am afraid that my life and fortune will be tied to the peace of the North. But if one day, my sweetheart can join hands with me to guard this mountain and river, I will also be happy.

As a woman."

Seeing her broad smile, Qi Yuming couldn't help but sigh: "A man who can make Mr. Fang willingly take a back seat is probably rare in this world."

"It's not like nothing." Awan muttered quietly to the side. When he saw the eyes of the two people falling on him, he quickly changed his words and said, "I mean, Mr. Fang, you are repaying kindness with kindness and taking advantage of the women of the Shangguan family."

"You've been punished, you've been punished, there's nothing cheap about it." Fang Zilan smiled and looked a little more serious, "I'll leave the matter of inviting the matchmaker to Mr. Qi. I will also go to Mr. Zhong to inquire about it in the next few days.

Come to someone else’s house.”

"Master Fang has said so, so I can't refuse." Qi Yuming sighed quietly, "It's just my help..."

He did not continue, but Fang Zilan laughed out loud, "Master Qi's ancestors were in business, right? He is so smart. When the Northern Protectorate is completed, how about handing over the position of Protector to Master Qi?"

"Very good." Qi Yuming did not refuse, and his sharp appearance made Fang Zilan smile and shake his head, "Master Qi is so rude."

"The Lord of the North has a green eye, so why should I be polite?" Qi Yuming said and bowed respectfully, "Qi Yuming would like to thank Master Fang in advance."

"No need to say thank you, just let me take care of the matter." Fang Zilan and Qi Yuming exchanged a few more polite words before sending him away.

Awan followed her but remained silent.

Fang Zilan: I think I can start a matchmaking side business
Chapter completed!