Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 181 Gift of Plum
In the night, Xiao Wang was wearing a loose black Taoist robe, which made his skin look even colder and paler.

He looked at Yan Ciwan who was standing outside the door, his eyes deep and quiet.

"How did you come?"

Yan Ciwan handed over the red purse and explained her purpose: "Madam Chao gave us New Year's money, this is for you."

Xiao Wang reached out to take the purse and said thank you.

The mission was completed, Yan Ciwan prepared to say goodbye and leave.

Xiao Wang suddenly called her and asked in a deep voice, "Will you marry your fiancé after you arrive in Chang'an?"

Yan Ciwan shook his head: "I don't know, maybe."

Xiao Wang stared at her steadily, his eyes containing too many emotions. At this moment, he really wanted to ask, is it possible not to marry someone else?

But he knew that he had no right to say such things.

Yan Ciwan watched the light in his eyes dim little by little, and suddenly said, "Wait for me."

After saying this, she turned and left at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared in a moment.

Xiao Wang stepped over the threshold, stood in the corridor, looking at the lonely courtyard at night and waiting silently.

Soon Yan Ciwan returned with a red plum blossom in her hand.

The plum blossoms were in full bloom, and there were white dewdrops on the petals.

"I heard that during the New Year in Chang'an, men, women, old and young all like to wear flowers in their hair. Just now when I passed by the West Courtyard, I saw the plum blossoms were in full bloom, so I picked a branch to give to you."

She handed the red plum in her hand to Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang did not reach out to take it, but asked softly: "Can you please pin the flowers on my head?"

Yan Ciwan agreed.

Xiao Wang was not wearing a fu hat. His long black hair was all stood up, with only a simple ebony hairpin inserted in his bun.

He had a tall and straight figure and was very tall, but Yan Ciwan was also tall. She was only half a head shorter than Xiao Wang, so as long as Xiao Wang lowered his head slightly, Yan Ciwan would be able to see the top of his head.

She plucked a plum blossom and inserted it into the side of Xiao Wang's hair. Then she looked at it carefully. The red plum blossom was bright, but not as bright as his blazing eyes. She praised sincerely, "It's really beautiful!"

Xiao Wang's eyes lit up again and he asked.

"Can I also put a flower in your hair?"

"Okay."

Yan Ci Wan handed over the red plum blossom in her hand. Xiao Wang picked one of them and carefully put it into her hair bun. His fingertips inadvertently stroked her hair.

When he put down his hands, he hid his fingertips in his sleeves and rubbed them gently between his fingertips, feeling a secret numbing sensation.

Yan Ciwan raised his hand and touched his hair, and asked expectantly, "How is it?"

Xiao Wang met her bright eyes. At this moment, she had a plum blossom in her hair that he had pinned with his own hands, and he also had a plum blossom on his head that she had pinned with her own hands. He couldn't help but be moved.

He smiled and said, "Ah Ci is very beautiful."

The two looked at each other and felt each other's feelings.

No matter what the future will be like, they will never forget the night and the people in front of them.

Yan Ciwan smiled and said, "Don't worry about things that haven't happened in the future. The most important thing is to cherish every day now."

Xiao Wang's heart was filled with warmth, and he responded softly, "Yeah."

This situation and scene are exactly as described in the poem.

The plum blossoms are like snow, and the snow is like people, without even a speck of dust.

My heart is like jade, and jade is like you, and our smile is warm.

……

The next morning, after Yan Ciwan washed and dressed, when she passed by the guest room where Xiao Wang lived, she saw him standing in the corridor.

He looked like he was waiting for her on purpose. Yan Ciwan smiled at him: "Happy New Year!"

Xiao Wang also smiled: "In the new year, I hope you can take good care of me."

Both of them wore red plums on their heads and walked forward side by side. When they passed Du Lingzhou's room, they suddenly heard Du Lingzhou's screams coming from the room.

Yan Ci Wan and Xiao Wang stopped at the same time, looked at each other, and then knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was Huaiyan.

Yan Ciwan asked, "What happened to Du Erlang? Why is he screaming so loudly?"

Huai Yan looked very embarrassed. He explained in a low voice: "My son is fine. He just...just remembered what happened last night when he was drunk..."

Yan Ciwan and Xiao Wang suddenly realized that Du Lingzhou had exposed all his past secrets after getting drunk last night. Now that he was sober, he must have felt like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing when he thought about the stupid things he had done last night. He must have felt so regretful.

Yan Ciwan pushed Huaiyan away and walked into the room. She walked around the floor-length screen and saw that the quilt on the bed was arched high. It was obvious that Du Lingzhou was hiding under the quilt at the moment.

She walked over, patted Du Lingzhou through the quilt, and said, "Stop playing coward and come out quickly. We have to settle the account for last night."

Du Lingzhou's voice came through the quilt, sounding muffled.

"What's the score between us?"

"Have you forgotten? We had a drinking contest last night and you lost. According to your promise, you have to be my little brother."

When Du Lingzhou heard this, he immediately refused to do it.

He lifted the quilt. Because of the hangover, his face was a little pale, his hair was messy, and the collar of his pajamas was open, revealing his chest.

He stood on the bed and looked down at Yan Ciwan, retorting loudly: "I did drink with you, but I didn't lose, and I never said that I would be your little brother if I lost!"

Xiao Wang, who followed in, frowned slightly when he saw this scene.

He reminded: "Put on your clothes!"

Du Lingzhou looked down and found that the collar of his clothes was open. His face turned red and he immediately pulled up his collar, hugged himself with his arms around his chest, and looked nervous as if he was afraid that someone would see him taking advantage of his body.

He shouted Huaiyan's name.

"Where are my clothes?"

Huaiyan hurriedly took out his outer robe and put it on Du Lingzhou.

Yan Ciwan said slowly, "You were so drunk last night, how come you didn't lose?"

Du Lingzhou was stubborn and said, "I wasn't drunk last night!"

Yan Ciwan raised an eyebrow: "Oh? So, what you said last night was not drunken talk, but the truth? I didn't expect that Du Erlang was so naive and cute when he was a child, and he would mistake a boy for a girl and even want to marry her..."

Du Lingzhou couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted her loudly with a red face.

"I didn't! Those were just drunken talk!"

Yan Ciwan looked at him leisurely. See, he just contradicted himself.

Du Lingzhou was so angry at her look that he gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, I was drunk. I admit defeat! Don't take anything I said last night seriously. You are not allowed to reveal a single word to others, or I will not let you go!"

Faced with his threats that appeared to be strong but were actually weak, Yan Ciwan was not afraid at all.

She said with a smile: "If you are willing to accept the loss, you have to be my little brother."

Du Lingzhou was unconvinced: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say last night that I would be your younger brother if I lost!"

"Did you say last night that if I lose I have to be your younger brother? And you also said that no matter what you say in the future, I have to listen to you."

Du Lingzhou stiffened his neck: "So what if I said it?"

"Since I have to be your younger brother if I lose, then the opposite is true. If you lose, shouldn't you be my younger brother?"

Du Lingzhou couldn't refute it.

(End of this chapter)