Early the next morning, the sky was still covered with snow.
Xiao Xi had just gotten up and was sitting obediently by the bed, taking the handkerchief given by her aunt in the room to wash the kitten's face. Suddenly she heard the maid's voice coming from outside the door: "Master Governor, why are you here?"
Xiao Xi was stunned, jumped out of bed, stepped on her little shoes and walked out the door.
The director's aunt was stunned and quickly chased out: "Little ancestor, where are you going? It's snowing outside!"
Sure enough, a tall and slender figure stood outside the door. The man changed into a snow-white robe, making him look more like he was made of snow, pale and cold.
The two maids seemed to be respectful, but in fact they stood guard in front of the man.
Xiao Xi waved her hand: "Sisters, give way."
As he spoke, he slipped between the two maids, walked to Cang Qiao, raised his head, and was a little confused: "Why did you come here suddenly so early in the morning?"
Cang Qiao looked down at the kitten, which was not even close to her waist. She suddenly squatted on one knee and reached out to hold Xiao Xi on her lap.
"How come you have your shoes on and then you run out and your shoes and socks are all wet?"
When the two maids saw this, they couldn't help but be a little startled. They were experts responsible for protecting Xiao Xi, so they naturally and instinctively resisted people who did not belong to Concubine Ming's house approaching Xiao Xi.
Especially the master of Dongchang, people instinctively think that he is an extremely dangerous person.
But when I saw him suddenly lowering his head and leaning over, holding the young master in his arms, it was like an iceberg melting, and suddenly the inaccessible coldness suddenly disappeared, as if the ice melted away and the snow melted.
Such changes stunned them all.
Xiao Xi felt a little awkward being held by him, but there was no denying that the way he held her was very comfortable.
"Didn't I hear your voice outside?" He simply put his arm around Cang Qiao's shoulders, moved his butt, and found a more comfortable position to sit in.
Cang Qiao looked at the little guy sitting in his arms without resistance. He held the little baby's feet with a warm smile and took off his little shoes and socks: "I'll change your shoes and socks."
As he said that, he glanced at the director aunt who was chasing Xiao Xi out: "Bring a pair of the young master's shoes and socks."
The director aunt quickly turned around and went back to get the shoes and socks. It wasn't until she handed the shoes and socks to Cang Qiao that she realized that she had involuntarily followed Cang Qiao's instructions.
Cang Qiao took the shoes and socks, carefully and naturally helped Xiao Xi put on clean shoes and socks, and then hugged him: "After leaving the capital, you must listen to your mother carefully. It is very dangerous outside, and you are your mother's biggest weakness."
Xiao Xi looked at him with big black grape eyes: "You are also my mother's weakness, you have to protect yourself."
Cang Qiao was stunned, her eyes became complicated and deep, and she looked at him steadily: "I'm not with her, you have to protect your mother. If you are here, your mother will live well."
Xiao Xi sat on his arm and nodded seriously: "I know, I will protect myself and my mother."
Cang Qiao smiled gently: "Well, he is now a man."
With that said, he put down the little guy in his arms and touched his little head: "Go back and have breakfast."
Seeing him about to leave, Xiao Xi suddenly grabbed his sleeve and felt a little strange: "Mother hasn't gotten up yet. Aren't you going to say goodbye to her?"
Cang Qiao paused for a moment, looked at the falling snow all over the sky, and said leisurely: "No, the world will not be sad for a long time."
How long will it take to be sad in this world?
What does it mean?
Xiao Xi was a little confused, watching the tall and cold figure walking into the snow holding an umbrella, walking alone...
He suddenly felt as if that person would disappear in the falling fine snow.
Xiao Xi looked at him blankly, and suddenly said quietly and awkwardly: "Dad, goodbye."
He spoke very quickly and in a low voice, so the maids only suspected that they heard him wrong.
The cold wind gently swept the little man's voice into the wind, and I don't know if the man heard it.
