Jia Cong pushed open the door halfway buried by heavy snow, and through the wind and snow all over the sky, he saw a small and thin figure staggering.

Seeing her struggling and looking at her slender figure that was about to be swallowed by the blizzard, Jia Cong felt heartbroken indescribable, and hurriedly shouted at the top of his throat: "Ying'er, Ying'er, but are you, where are you going?"

If he can live, who is willing to die?

Ying'er was desperate just because she was worried that she would not help her. But Jia Cong's call immediately shattered her despair.

In the ecstasy, the oriole's eyes were filled with tears.

Jia Cong had already stumbled and ran over at this time. He grabbed Ying'er and asked anxiously: "Good Sister Ying'er, why are you here? But is there anything important?"

Listening to Jia Cong's anxious questioning and seeing the deep worry in his eyes, Ying'er was so excited that she couldn't speak. Looking at Jia Cong just burst into tears.

The weather was too cold, and the hot tears just flowed to their cheeks and turned into ice beads, condensing on her eyelashes and cheeks.

When she saw Ying'er at this moment, she was like a snowman, with thick white snow all over her body. Her delicate and beautiful little face had already been frozen purple at this moment. Jia Cong felt so distressed that he hurriedly grabbed her and turned around and left.

"Sister, go quickly, let's go back to the house first. No matter what big things are, as long as I'm here, I won't be afraid."

Jia Cong said loudly in her ear.

After hearing this, Ying'er didn't know what to say. All the horror and grievances she suffered this day turned into tears.

The strength that had originally supported her to move forward suddenly disappeared without a trace. Ying'er was limp for a moment, and she didn't even have the strength to move her legs.

Jia Cong saw Ying'er just crying, and his whole body was trembling like a sieve. He bent down and hugged her and walked into the yard.

The woman was still following her. When she saw Jia Cong pick up Ying'er, she hurriedly followed her and helped Jia Cong back all the way.

The courtyard gate was closed and the door bolt was also locked. The heavy snow that was raging between heaven and earth was not intended to stop at all.

The lanterns in front of the Jia Mansion were also swept around by the wind and snow, but the soft lights tenaciously shining through the wind and snow, protecting this quiet and warm courtyard.

Rumble...

Rumble...

Rumble...

The heavy snow is still wild, but there is still warmth under the snow.

After Jia Cong finally carried Ying'er into the house, everyone rushed around. When they saw Ying'er's appearance at this moment, everyone felt unspeakable and they were busy.

This hurriedly brought hot water in and wiped her face, and the one hurriedly stopped her and said, "I dare not, I must not use hot water to scrub it, see if the flesh will be frozen..."

This is busy bringing hot tea over? That is busy helping to clean up the snow on Ying'er's body; this is busy running out to find clothes to replace her? That is long ago brought a thick quilt over...

Everyone was extremely busy for a moment. When they turned their heads, they saw Jia Cong standing behind everyone and staring stupidly. Everyone hurriedly coaxed him out. Everyone shouted, "Where are we packing Ying'er's clothes? What are you still standing here for?"

Jia Cong suddenly realized when he heard this. He hurriedly hid with a handsome face.

I don’t know how long it took? Jia Cong, who was waiting anxiously in his room, finally heard someone calling him outside: "Young Master, come quickly, right? Miss Ying'er has packed up now? She has also recovered..."

Jia Cong had been waiting here for a long time and was eager to call. Before that sound had fallen, he had already rushed out. He broke through the dense snowstorm and came to the house where everyone was.

As soon as he came in, he saw Ying'er sitting around a thick quilt, but Yingchun was holding a small bowl of thick ginger soup and feeding her a drink.

Jia Cong looked at it carefully and saw that everyone had already cleaned Ying'er again, but her black hair was covered with it? That little face was already a little rosy.

Although the girl Ying'er in front of her is still a little embarrassed, she looks pretty like she is usually pretty.

Jia Cong was overjoyed when he saw this. He hurriedly asked, "How is it, is it okay now?"

After hearing his question, everyone looked back and Tanchun said first: "It's nothing now. It's just that she was starving and frozen in the snow, so she was afraid she would get sick in the future..."

Before she finished speaking, Daiyu also said from the side: "You're not afraid. At least we are so many people, how can we take care of her so obedient..."

Xiangyun, Yingchun and others were also busy nodding.

Seeing everyone like this, Ying'er felt even more ashamed. Just now she thought that these people might look down on the declining Xue Mansion, who are all snobbish.

When I thought of this, I saw everyone surrounding her, and everyone's eyes were filled with great care for her. Tears immediately burst out, and I couldn't stop it.

When everyone saw this, they used a veil to help wipe the tears and comforted her softly, "Good girl, now that you are here, you are not afraid of anything. Besides, we are all like sisters. Just tell us if you have any grievances, just let us decide for you! Even if we can't, there are brothers Cong, right? Stop crying, look at it and make your eyes hurt..."

Ying'er was immediately moved by this persuasion by everyone and felt even more grateful to everyone as if they were reincarnated by the Bodhisattva, and was even more ashamed of her humble thoughts just now.

She cried for a while, and everyone persuaded her for half a day, and then she stopped thrusting.

Everyone then wiped her tears and teased her: "It was the first one Miss Lin loves to cry the most, but now she has become a laughing person. But you are the one you love to laugh the most on weekdays, but now you are the one you love to laugh. Why are you two changing each one?"

Ying'er was immediately embarrassed when she was coaxed by everyone, and she couldn't help but look up at Daiyu.

She glanced over and saw Daiyu sitting under the lamp shadow and looking at her with a smile. Her face was so bright that she looked at her with a beautiful appearance, her charming figure, and her temperament... For a moment, she was afraid to look at her.

Daiyu in front of him and Daiyu in the past were completely different!

Ying'er couldn't help but be amazed by Daiyu's peerless appearance at first sight.

But in a moment of thought, she couldn't help but think of Baochai:

Baochai, who was originally as beautiful as Daiyu, now looks withered and haggard…

Ying'er couldn't help but feel sad again when she felt sad.

Everyone saw her changing expression, and everyone heard that the Xue family's situation was getting worse day by day, and the family was restless, and they were messed up by Xue Pan's wife. Baochai was probably very haggard now because of this day and night.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel distressed for Baochai and bowed their heads and said nothing.

Yingchun hurriedly scooped a small spoonful of hot ginger soup and held it to Ying'er's mouth, and advised softly: "Drink this ginger soup first... Alas... It's hard to say about things in this world... Drink it first..."
Chapter completed!