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    Under the severe cold of mid-winter, only a few old cypress trees and a patch of dark green bamboo stand out outside the south tower.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????.  In the small kitchen in the corner of the wing room, a solitary blue smoke curled up. Although the evening breeze was cool, it reminded people of the burning flames in the room, creating warmth for no reason.

    Fu Yu saw him from a distance, and his steps unconsciously slowed down.

    He had lived here when he was young and was quite familiar with the attic of the courtyard. Later, he moved to the study for a long time and seldom set foot there.

    In my impression, this courtyard is always deserted. The maids and servants behave respectfully, but they don't dare to go out of their way to clean the courtyard. They don't dare to tamper with the furnishings, let alone cook rice and make soup in the smoky fire.  In winter, when the trees and grass wither, I feel even more desolate.  Occasionally he would come back to sleep for a night. Apart from Aunt Zhou who was caring and considerate, others also behaved in awe, so it was better to feel at home in the study.

    At this moment, green smoke is rising under the setting sun. As you get closer, you can still hear faint laughter.

    ¡ª¡ªIt seemed like it was very busy inside.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  He had been running around for days and had not eaten yet. The aroma aroused his appetite, and he suddenly felt that his stomach was empty, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

    Walking into the courtyard, Yanbo was holding a plate of hot roasted sweet potatoes and was inviting the little maids to try them.

    Seeing him, the salivating maids quickly stopped their greedy looks and greeted him respectfully, "General."

    Aunt Zhou heard the commotion in the room and hurriedly came out to welcome this rare guest. She seemed surprised and asked, "The general is back?"

    "Yes." Fu Yu nodded, "Where is the young lady?"

    "I'm relaxing in the Wangyun Tower in the north." Aunt Zhou knew that this man would go to the Three Treasures Hall for no reason, so she asked tentatively: "Do you want someone to invite you back?"

    "No need." Fu Yu paused, stopped walking into the house, and walked out.  The kitchen was in full swing, and the whole courtyard was filled with the aroma of food. However, there was a curtain hanging at the door of the kitchen, so I didn't know what was inside.  But that roasted sweet potato Fu Yu also used this to satisfy his hunger when he was out on the march, so he couldn't help but take a glance at it.

    A new small square pine table was set up outside the kitchen. On the table was a plate of roasted sweet potatoes, which had been broken into two halves. The inside was fragrant, waxy and crystal clear.  The aroma wafts faintly, and you can taste the warm sweetness in your mouth, which makes your mouth water.

    This taste is really

    Fu Yu didn't go over to get it to taste, he just walked out without squinting.

    Yanbo and the others stood by the corridor, waiting for the man wearing a black and gold-woven cloak to turn out, and then they swarmed up and cut up all the sweet potatoes.

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    Outside the hospital, Fu Yu's nose was filled with the aroma of food, but he could only hold back and walk towards the north slope.

    The ginkgo has long since withered away, and the maple tree has only its bare branches.  The weeds on the slopes were withered and yellow, and the dead leaves that were sunburned and crispy were piled up in layers. When you step on them with the soles of your boots, they break into a pile.

    Wangyun Tower is majestic and towering, shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun.

    By the railing on the second floor of the attic, someone stood leaning on the railing to enjoy the view.  Perhaps it was because she was living at home and not being very particular, so she didn't wear a hairpin in her hair. Her hair was covered with black hair, which was spread over her shoulders. It was as soft as black paint, and its light could be seen.  She was wearing a silver-red coat with gold pinching, shaped like a crane's cloak, with a new scarlet feather gauze, and a circle of soft white fox fur around the neck, which was shimmering in the setting sun. The palace ribbon hung down from her waist, floating in the wind.

    "Compared to the fireworks and red dust in the south building, she seemed to be immersed in another world at this moment.

    Youtong is really immersed.

    Wangyun Tower on the north slope takes advantage of the terrain and is very suitable for viewing. However, among the female relatives of the house, the old lady is afraid of the cold and seldom goes out. The eldest daughter-in-law lives in the east courtyard, which is far away from here. The only one left is Fu Lanyin.  Like-minded people don't have to worry about it, so they take advantage of her and can go upstairs at any time.

    The view here is wide, with undulating mountains in the distance, bleak and pale in winter, and the interlaced shadows of trees. Looking at it from ordinary times, it has the charm of plain fresh water and ink.  At this moment, the setting sun was shining slantingly, and the golden-red brilliance spread over, instantly dyeing everywhere near and far, just like adding pigment to the plain silk outlined in ink. The layers of light and shadow, and the colors of the buildings, suddenly became bright and flamboyant.

    Since Youtong married into the Fu family, he has been trapped in the mansion. After seeing too much of this scenery, he becomes more and more obsessed with the ancient mountains and pagodas outside the wall.

    Chuncao was always with me next to him, and he could guess what he was thinking, and sighed: "It would be great if I could go out for a while."

    "That's right. It's like this when standing on the balcony, but if you stand on the top of the mountain, I really don't know at this moment" Youtong clicked his tongue, looking far away, landing on the top of the mountain against the sunset. The magnificent sunset scene in his memory has not faded at all.  .

    &nbspIt was bright, the curtains were lowered, and Fu Yu was sitting at the table, focusing on flipping through the book.

    Youtong went to the couch and waited for a while. Seeing that Fu Yu had no intention of chatting with her, and the couple seemed to be inseparable, neither of them planned to stay with each other for a long time, nor did they bother to act obediently and wait for him, so they simply went to bed first.

    After Fu Yu finished reading a volume of historical stories, he walked to the couch and saw that she was already fast asleep.

    Perhaps it was because of the heat from the charcoal basin that she covered herself with the brocade quilt casually in her sleep, exposing half of her shoulders without even realizing it.  I don't know when the buttons of the pajamas were loosened, revealing a spring light inside, with delicate collarbones and skin as white as fine porcelain. If you move your eyes slightly, you can see the rise and fall of the pajamas, full of softness.

    Fu Yu hadn't noticed it before, but now he took a second look at it by candlelight and felt that there was something particularly attractive about this graceful outline.

    If she hadn¡¯t been harboring Xu Chaozong¡¯s embroidered pillow in her heart, he would still be willing to take a few more glances.

    Fu Yu hesitated for a moment, then bent down to help cover it up. He glanced inside uncontrollably, then turned off the lights and candles, lifted up half of the brocade quilt and lay down.

    In the dim bed tent, the only thing left was her long breathing.

    Faintly, the fragrance that I had smelled in Shou'an Hall spread to my nose again, intermittently.  Together with the beautiful spring light that I just saw at a glance, it was dangling in front of my eyes, making people feel restless.

    Fu Yu lay there for a while, unable to calm down, so he simply turned over and slept with his back to her.

    That night, he had a dream.

    An absurd but charming dream.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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