The white horse was carrying the boat in the wind and snow. When he lifted the curtain for the first time, he looked at Baoyin or others, but looked directly at Shi Yong, who was sitting under Baoyin. His eyes seemed to be full of affection and exploration, and seemed to just glance at random, and then turned around intricately to salute Baoyin and Zhao Yin.

"The family doesn't need to be polite. Come and sit down quickly, it's frozen, right?"

Baoyin looked like a loving mother. He quickly turned his eyes and asked Aunt He to go forward to serve him, untie the wind blouse for him, sat down, and then served hot tea, put on the bowls and chopsticks, and invited him to have a meal together.

"The wind and snow outside are so strong, and your injuries have not healed, why come here at this time?"

The white horse's boat seemed to have lost a lot of weight. The cold wind blew outside, and his face looked paler than usual, but he developed handsome facial features, which made him become a very sick and beautiful young man. Baoyin saw it in his eyes and felt very distressed, and said it with kindness.

The white horse's gaze of the boat swept past Shi Yong again, smiling slightly.

"I have been recuperating for a long time and have little concern for the affairs in the court. Today I heard that the King of Jincheng and the Princess went to Tianshou Mountain to worship their ancestors, and my mother also came back together. I thought that I hadn't returned to Jinglu for a few days, so I came here to check it out and pay my respects to my mother."

"You are really. When can't you please me? Do you have to hurry on such a snowy day?"

Baoyin scolded him a few words, and the white horse supported the boat with a smile on his face. When Baoyin smiled again, he lowered his head again, poured himself a sip of warm wine, raised it, and headed towards Zhao Yin and Shi Yong.

"I don't know when the King of Jincheng and the Princess will meet you when they leave. Fuzhou Gong Gong and you will be a farewell party. I may not be able to send you off to you when you leave the capital."

Zhao Yin's eyes were slightly deeper, and he raised his glass briefly, "The factory governor is intent. Please!"

Baima Fuzhou smiled and saw that Shi Yong sat motionlessly, smiling faintly, "The princess is unwilling to admire her face?"

In front of Baoyin, Shi Yong was unwilling to have an unhappy relationship with Baima Fuzhou, which caused Baoyin's worries, so he shook his head and smiled, "I have already drunk a lot when the factory governor has not come. If I drink it, I will make a big fuss in Jinglu in a while, which will add a joke to everyone."

The white horse Fuzhou's eyes moved slightly, and he pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "It seems that I have forced the princess."

Baoyin glanced at him, "Don't make things difficult for her. It's good to drink less at my daughter's house."

Baima Fuzhou smiled softly: "Mother said it's right. He is abrupt and has become a person who doesn't know how to cherish the fragrance and jade. If you have sins, you will punish yourself for a cup of punishment." Baima Fuzhou Fuzhou looked very casual and casual. Today is not as sarcastic as usual. When occasionally looking at Shi Yong without any appearance, there was an indescribable attachment in his eyes.

The white horse is helping the boat and can't bear to leave her?

It must be her illusion.

Shi Yong lifted his lips and snorted softly: "The factory governor is injured. I advise you to drink less. Don't be lingering in the sickbed all day long, so that my aunt will worry about you."

The white horse paused to support the boat, looked at her, smiled suddenly, and silently put down the wine pot.

"The princess cares for her, and I have to follow her."

Who cared about him? Just mocked him. Shi Yong noticed Zhao Yin's gaze, his expression slightly stopped, and he moved his face away.

The white horse held the boat and curled his lips and smiled, lowered his head and drank it.

The three people had three expressions, and undercurrents were surging as they spoke. Fortunately, Baoyin and Chen Lan talked about their itinerary and arrangements before leaving Beijing, as if they didn't notice it, and smiled and revealed the topic.

...

The banquet ended, and Jia called Zhao Yin to speak. These days, Jia Yi was in the tomb guards and did not return to Beijing, and the father and son did not have much time to get together. Shi Yong was inconvenient to go and disturb him, so he sent Chen Lan back to the room and talked to her for a while before he went back to rest on his own.

This time when I came to Tianshou Mountain, she still lived in the west wing room, but the side room I lived in when I came last time, and this time it was the master bedroom.

Xianyi sent her to the door, and when she touched her body, she felt as if she suddenly thought of something, and she screamed.

"It seems my handkerchief has fallen?"

Shi Yong looked back at him, "Go back and look for it. The people are still in the seat, and the things should be there."

Xianyi responded with a whisper and turned around and walked very quickly.

This girl used to be a steady person, but she was about to get married, but she became very popular.

Shi Yong yawned, turned around and pushed the door. Suddenly, something fell on his shoulder. It didn't hurt, but it made people feel chilled.

"Who?" Shi Yong turned around suddenly and looked at the roof opposite.

In fact, when she looked over, she had a subconscious guess in her heart. Therefore, she was not surprised when she saw the handsome man holding a wine pot in her hand and falling down in white clothes under the night sky.

"What are you doing?" Shi Yong raised his eyebrows, sneered, and looked him up and down, "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what's the point of asking me for?"

The white horse held the boat and looked at her with a smile, just like when she first saw her in Tianshou Mountain, squinted her eyes and smiled softly, with a kind of scattered wine, slowly and long.

"The princess should ask, why did I throw you?"

Shi Yong glanced at him and said coldly: "Why did you throw me?"

Baima Fuzhou suddenly smiled, staring at Shi Yong with a pair of beautiful eyes with a faint smile, and his white robe swung. His eyes were filled with indescribable sadness under the snowy night.

"You disturb me from purity, why can't I throw you?"

Shi Yong's ears moved, he raised his eyes and stared at him.

Why does this sound familiar?

Shi Yong thought about it for a while and remembered that this was what he said in Jinglu.

At that time, the two had just met.

In this blink of an eye, two years have passed. The relationship between the two people has not become better or worse in two years. If you ignore the stories of back and forth that happened in the past two years, this moment seems to be the same as before, and has never changed. This day is like that day.

"Hmph!" Shi Yong looked at him with a funny look, "I accidentally entered the vegetable garden and disturbed your purity, but now I haven't disturbed it. This is my residence. Is the factory governor confused after eating too much wine, or is he deliberately coming to find trouble?"

Baima Fuzhou lowered his eyebrows and smiled, his squinting eyes, slightly confused, and the laughter seemed to be released from his throat, with an indescribable depression, which made Shi Yong feel a little uncomfortable.

"You have disturbed me and never knew it."

Shi Yong frowned and stared at him, looking like he couldn't understand.

The white horse supported the boat and smiled relaxedly, with a lazy expression. His words were even more casual, "I am here, but you are here to disturb me. I am disturbed but I am unwilling to take responsibility. I am about to leave my country and will never see you again in this life. Can't I settle the score with you?"

“…”

Shi Yong tasted it.

This man was indeed drunk.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, raised her hand and stroked her hair, lifted her cloak up, smiled freely, and her eyes fell between the white horse's eyebrows.

"Mr. Factory Governor, before leaving, I have a gift to you."

"Oh?" Baima helped the boat and curled the corners of his lips, and then showed that meaningful smile, "I hope to hear it carefully."

Shi Yong slowly approached him, touched the snow under the eaves, wrapped a small snowball, and threw it at him.

"Drinke less alcohol! If you have any illness, you need to be cured."

The snow ball was very small, and with a snap, it hit the handsome face of the white horse's boat. It fell from the middle of his eyebrows, spread out, rolled down along the bridge of his high nose, splashing everywhere, blending into the wind and snow.

The white horse helped the boat without dodging and stared at Shi Yong motionlessly.

As the saying goes, if you don’t hit someone in the face, Shi Yong didn’t expect to hit someone so accurately, and he never thought that he would let the white horse help the boat down and not come to Taiwan.

Seeing this, she smiled awkwardly and quickly bowed her hands to show her salute.

"I will take it as a return to you now. The factory governor, say goodbye."

Shi Yong turned around, applied oil to the soles of his feet, and ran very fast.

She was a little confused and thorny when the white horse Fuzhou was staring at her. She couldn't tell what it felt. She couldn't help but feel a little panicked, afraid that he would catch up and cause trouble for her. Then she would be confused and make trouble, and everyone would look at her back with a bad face. Unexpectedly, the white horse Fuzhou did not move her footsteps, and looked at her back coldly until she walked to the door before she laughed softly.

"Aunt, I also gave you a gift."

Ye Yong's spine stiffened.

Have you not heard him call him aunt for a long time? Why did he suddenly feel a little kind?

Shi Yong didn't like this strange taste and pursed his lips.

"You said." She turned her body sideways and did not look at Baima Fuzhou's face.

Baima Fuzhou looked at her half face and said for a long time: "This time I go to Jincheng Mansion, the mountains are high and the road is far away. Take care of yourself."

Shi Yong was stunned and turned around suddenly. The white horse's boat had already strode away. He walked to the hanging flower gate in the west courtyard, and suddenly raised his hand to Shi Yong. The wine pot suddenly flew out, landed on the wall, and made a thump.

It landed slowly and fell steadily on the snow.

Divide into two, the wine slowly flows and rolls into the snow.

Shi Yong stood quietly, looking at the position where the white horses and boats stood before, leaving two deep footprints and a cold face. He had not been in a mood for a long time.
Chapter completed!