Now, I am afraid that she is the only one who dares to complain like this. Now every household is missing. It is cold when they go out and come in, and it is cold inside and outside. Even if they are in the mansion, they have to be wrapped in a big brocade quilt.

Now I don’t know how many people envied the Duke of Wei’s mansion to dress outside and take off their clothes inside. Who asked them to save enough charcoal? Even if they were wasting it, they could still be wasted.

Even the charcoal placed in the Shen family's courtyard was piled up into a high mountain. I don't know how the incident of the National Defense Duke's Mansion burning charcoal itself spread?

Some of the cold ones really couldn't stand it, so they made a special trip to the Duke of Wei's mansion to ask for charcoal.

When the butler came to find Chen Dingshan, Chen Dingshan was holding his grandson in his arms. Brother Lin fell asleep in his grandfather's arms, his little face was also rosy and his clothes were very thin. When he came in from outside, the butler just stood inside for a while, but his body was sweating.

"Dude, what should we do?"

The butler was busy asking Chen Dingshan. No matter how much charcoal was in their mansion, it would not be possible for anyone to come and ask for it.

If it is given to others, it will be useless for them to do so.

Chen Dingshan raised his eyelids and handed the child in his arms to the wet nurse on the side, so that the wet nurse could take good care of her, so that she would not be too hot and kick the quilt.

Brother Sen and Brother Lin, Guozhen, are just twins, and their habits of kicking the quilt are exactly the same.

Chen Dingshan was the slow Sri picked up the teacup, "We don't have enough charcoal to burn, so we don't give it, borrow it, or sell it."

Although Chen Dingshan was a general, he was thick and thin. His limbs were more powerful than others, but it didn't mean that his mind was simple.

The charcoal in the mansion cannot be given to others indiscriminately.

I gave it once, I had to give it twice. I gave it to this one, so how could I not give it to that one? Although he didn't make too many friends in the court, it was not too many. I couldn't be more kind-hearted at that time, but it made people hate it. I gave it to this one but not that one, but I didn't give it to that one. This is a bottomless pit, and he can't afford it.

The housekeeper knew about it, so he went back like this. Moreover, the gate of the Duke of Wei's Mansion was closed and he refused to see guests. Of course, he had to look at the charcoal, so he would not be stolen. If someone hadn't wanted to steal it, how could he know how much charcoal there was in the Duke of Wei's Mansion?

The wind at night is still cold.

But the room was always as warm as spring sunshine, and sometimes it felt too hot. Shen Qingci was just wearing a single dress and sat at the table. She held a pen in one hand and was writing on the paper?

These are all recipes for some spices. Of course, they are not in Loujia Xiangdian, nor are they the ones taught by her mother. They were thought of by herself and also the new fragrance she has matched.

These are all incense that have never appeared. It can be said that they were made by her and are definitely unique.

Suddenly, her long eyelashes flashed slightly, and then she took the cloak that had passed one side and put it on.

Outside, heavy snow was still falling, and all that could be seen was covered with silver makeup.

Shen Qingci lifted the curtain and tightened the cloak on her body. When the curtain was opened, the snow-filled wind outside also blew on her face.

She walked out, and the yard was covered in bleakness. Because of the coloring of the snow, the yard was brighter and colder than before.

"It seems that we are really in tune with each other. As soon as I arrived, you came out," a smiley voice rose, and then a man stood beside her.

Shen Qingci raised his eyes and tightened the cloak on his body. The cloak was very warm and was separated from the wind and snow. However, her fingers were still as cold as snow, and the culprit that caused her was standing in front of her, standing here, and standing at this moment.

"Why, don't know me anymore?"

Qi Yuan put one hand behind him and smiled. The smile on the corner of his lips was very bright and ostentatious. I don’t know why, he could still laugh, and in front of a woman who was so persecuted by him, he could still laugh so much.

The murdered person did not laugh, but he still laughed.

"Why, how long has it been since we met? Did you really not know me?"

Qi Yuan took a step forward, but Shen Qingci also took a step back, and her retreat also made the smile marks in Qi Yuan's eyes fall a few points.

"Qingci, why are you afraid of me?"

Qi Yuan smiled and seemed to have something on his face, "What should I do? I have never forgotten you..."

And he was talking about it as if he was fake and real, and he was observing what kind of mood Shen Qingci had. As a result, Shen Qingci's face was very calm, and even the fluctuations in his eyes had not changed at all.

Do you really don't care or pretend.

Whether it is true or fake, Qi Yuan's heart is starting to feel a little uncomfortable now. He has never forgotten her. He even dreams of her when he dreams at midnight. And she doesn't know if he is in her dream?

If this is true, the cold light in his eyes flashed, then he would not let this woman go, just as he said in the past.

Life is their family member, death is his family member, even if it is a place where bones are buried, it can only be their family member. She will never escape from his Qi Yuan's palm in her life.

Now he just kept her in the Shen family.

"I heard that you have a lot of charcoal stored there," he said the main topic now, and the purpose.

Shen Qingci naturally knew that it was a pity that the man from Ning Kanghou came to ask for charcoal. She was beaten back by her father. Why, he came here again?

"How much do you want?"

Shen Qingci slightly lowered his eyelashes. As the fingers touched each other, the coolness of the ice and snow was still there, of course, the unrefined Mo Ran.

Qi Yuantu laughed. This is the way he was obedient. He stepped forward and wanted to praise her well. He was such a good girl. She was so obedient and sensible. How could he let her go? Even if he didn't like it, he could still be kept as a pet.

As a result, when his door hand was about to touch Shen Qingci's silk, he suddenly heard a squeak, and a whistle sound of wind pierced through his ears. He suddenly felt a pain in his side face, and when he touched, he felt the wetness of his hand.

His pupils shrank, and he saw a golden monster bird standing on Shen Qingci's shoulder, saying it was a monster bird, but because the bird's head was actually very humane and he wore a hat.

This is……

He finally recognized what this thing was, no, who was the carving.
Chapter completed!