After Hou Fu Jiaojiao was reborn, she turned over

Chapter 77 The Dust Settles
It was only at such a moment that Xue Mi felt that Chen Hengshan and Yan Ce really looked alike.

Chen Hengshan clicked his tongue, closed the book with a "snap", put the book back to its original position, leaned on the shelf, and slightly raised his chin: "Give me a reason, my elder brother is not good enough for you?"

"No, no, no! I'm not good enough for him!" Xue Mi quickly waved her hand in denial.

Oh my god, how could she have the nerve to say that Mrs. Chen is not good enough for her, the people outside could drown her with a mouthful of spittle, okay?

What is she?
Although Xue Mi hasn't figured out Yan Ce's background yet, but she doesn't want to figure it out, and it's of no special use if she figured it out.

Xue Mi found that she was such a person. Things in her life were impermanent, there were too many dramatic sorrows and separations, and most of the time she didn't think about the future.

Occasionally, when I think about the future of myself and Zheng Zhuoyun, I don't think too much, because there are too many uncertainties and instability.

When Chen Hengshan heard it, his face became more serious, and he frowned and asked, "Then you don't like him?"

Xue Mi was taken aback, turned her head for a moment, lowered her eyes, looked at him again, and nodded slowly and solemnly.

Like this kind of thing has never been forced.

She met Zheng Zhuoyun first, liked him first, and liked him more and more, so there was nothing she could do.

Even if there is another person in his heart for the time being, who is also the type of person she hated the most, she is willing to forgive him.

He said he would change it, the prince is no lie, especially her.

Xue Mi will also try to make him fall in love with her.

She is so firm, Chen Hengshan has nothing to do.

Squeezing his chin, Chen Hengshan felt a little irritable, as if all the previous actions had become useless, and then waved his hand: "Get lost."

Xue Mi bit her lip, knowing that Chen Hengshan was angry with her, and wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only say "Then I'm leaving", and left the study.

The new year is over, and on the seventh day of the first lunar month, the Guozijian will start classes again.

He Dongyang knew that Xue Mi was getting old, seeing her delicate face, she had grown up in the past few days, and her complexion had recovered a bit, so he specially brought some pastries for her.

"Xue Mi, here it is for you, as a gift."

Xue Mi was worrying with her book in her hand, it was windy outside, and someone had the windows open, but Xue Mi was half frozen to death, with snot dripping down her nose.

Looking at those colorful boxes, Xue Mi asked: "Really? Jiji sent pastries?"

And this statement?

He Dongyang glanced at the blue silk bracelet on her wrist, and said with a smile: "What can I do? I am not related to you, so I shouldn't give you a hairpin or something. Those things have special meanings. I dare not send it casually."

Say so too.

"Thanks."

But Xue Mi was still frowning.

Although the incident with Zheng Zhuoyun was over, the shadow of Qin Yunhao was still lingering in her mind.

"She said that last time she saw you in Lifang to buy New Year's goods, she thought you were very interesting, and also knew that you were about to reach the age of [-] and had no parents at home, so she asked me to give you something to express my love." Take out what you want to send.

It is the pastry of Chengxulou.

Oh, the gift is the same as He Dongyang's, so it's fine.

Since it was given by Qin Yunhao, Xue Mi accepted it.

She couldn't afford to offend all the people in the Imperial College, it hurt too much.

When it was getting dark, the school left, and there were layers of snow outside, but the front door was swept clean.

The carriages were parked on the road, and they all came to serve these young masters.

It was snowing, not big, really the size of a goose feather, but not as gentle as a goose feather, with a biting chill.

When she walked to the door, Xue Mi looked at where her carriage was, and the wheels had drawn criss-cross marks on the white snow.

Chen Hengshan came out from inside, and immediately a beautiful maid came up to the carriage closest to the gate to put fur clothes on Chen Hengshan.

Before leaving, Chen Hengshan glanced at Xue Mi who was standing in the corner, sneered, walked to her side, leaned over and said softly: "Don't regret it, little girl."

The light tone, but with extreme sarcasm, passed behind Xue Mi's ear, causing itching and chills.

Xue Mi was stunned for a while, and wanted to raise her eyes to see that Chen Hengshan had already strolled into the carriage, leaving her with a stern back.

Why, you threatened me if you couldn't be your sister-in-law?Xue Mi thought in her heart, and also felt a little irritable.

Thinking about it, she was a little worried, Yan Ce could enter and leave the Zheng residence casually, if Chen Hengshan told Yan Ce later that she rejected him, Yan Ce would probably have to climb the wall tonight.

孽 孽!
There was snow on his head, and a few catkins on his body.

Zheng Zhuoyun came to pick her up with an umbrella, put Xue Mi who was still distracted under the umbrella, and handed her a lotus root pink and white plum fur coat, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xue Mi shook her head, and put on the fur coat obediently.

When he came, everything seemed to be bright.

The back injury has also healed a lot, but there is still bleeding occasionally, but I can go to the Taiyuan Hospital for rotation normally.

But Xue Mi didn't expect that he would come to pick her up again. Thinking about it carefully, the relationship between the two of them is now settled.

After getting into the carriage, Xue Mi hugged Mrs. Tang, and took another sip of hot tea before feeling alive.

"My God, it's getting colder and colder." Xue Mi didn't dare to nestle in Zheng Zhuoyun's arms, for fear of hurting his wounds, so she curled up in a corner, sat cross-legged, and put the hem of the fur coat under herself, her whole body became made a ball.

Zheng Zhuoyun looked at it and wanted to laugh: "Is it so cold?"

"It feels colder than Shengjing City."

"That's because you are weak and afraid of the cold. I have to take care of your body and drink medicine for you some other day."

As soon as Xue Mi heard that she was going to drink those bitter medicines, she wished she could die.

But Zheng Zhuoyun didn't intend to spoil her this time, Xue Mi lay down directly, with a look of lovelessness on her face, and sighed: "God will kill me."

When Chen Hengshan returned home, Chen Chen and Wang Ningxiang were very happy recently.

It's okay, as long as they are happy.

It's just that Yan Ce is still unwilling to change back to the name of Chen Qingzhi, and he is also unwilling to reveal his identity, saying that he is afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, but in fact Chen Hengshan has a clear heart, he still has never thought that he is Chen Qingzhi. Qingzhi is Chen Chen's son and his elder brother.

Chen Chen probably also knew about it.

Wang Ningxiang didn't know, she only knew that her son was back.

Everyone is immersed in the superficial happiness and family happiness, as if no one cares about the undercurrent surging under the glacier.

I went to see my father, he was writing with a pen, and since Yan Ce came back, he was willing to spend the New Year at home, and his spirit has improved a lot.

"How is that little girl?" Chen Chen lowered his head and asked.

His handwriting is quite beautiful, vigorous and powerful.

He was talking about Xue Mi, so he naturally knew Yan Ce's single-mindedness towards Xue Mi. He secretly blamed himself for his eldest son being away from home for so long, and now he tried his best to make up for it.

(End of this chapter)