Quickly wear the Lord God's tender and sweet pet

After breakfast, Su Zhi and Ruan Xingmian called Xue Li over.

"Xue Li, go tell Qi Yuli that I will be leaving after I have dinner with my mother."

"Tell him not to wait for me." After saying this, she added, "It's dark and cold outside, and you don't have to come to serve. Just rest in the palace."

Xue Li hesitated but didn't know what to say, so she nodded and left.

Su Zhi tilted his head and looked outside.

It was still snowing outside, with no sign of stopping, and the ground was covered with thick white snow.

"Come quickly, Zhizhi, and see what good things your father has prepared for you!"

Su Zhi heard Ruan Xingmian's voice and responded sweetly: "I'm coming!"

When she walked into the inner room, she saw Ruan Xingmian sitting on the bed with several dresses on it.

Su Zhi was a little surprised when she saw it, but she quickly recovered. She walked to the bed, her fox eyes curved, and her voice was sweet and soft.

"Is the Clothing Bureau ready so quickly?"

"Of course. Your father has always been concerned about your affairs, so he urged the Clothing Bureau to speed up the preparation and send it over."

A warm feeling passed through Su Zhi's heart, and his tone couldn't help but become a little light.

"My father and mother love me the most!"

"If I don't care about you, who will I care about? You little rascal." Ruan Xingmian smiled helplessly and reached out to gently hook her nose.

....

In one morning, Su Zhi finally tried on all the clothes that Su Cibai sent her.

Ruan Xingmian smiled and said jokingly, "You've only tried on a few sets of clothes, and you're already so tired?"

"Get up quickly, it's already noon and your father will be here soon!"

Su Zhi shook her head: "I don't want it!"

She lay on the bed tiredly, unwilling to get up.

Ruan Xingmian felt helpless and amused. In the end, he had no choice but to let her go.

Not long after, with a shout of "The Emperor has arrived!"

Then a man named Su Cibai, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, walked in. Although he was in his forties, he looked only about thirty years old.

His eyes were pitch black, unlike Su Zhi's dark eyes. His eyes looked unfathomable and impossible to understand.

Su Cibai's dark eyes felt distressed when he saw his wife standing at the door in such a cold weather, and he scolded her, "Why are you standing at the door in such a cold weather?"

"Wait for you."

"Don't wait for me next time when it's so cold. You'll be in trouble if you catch a cold again!" Su Cibai looked at his wife beside him helplessly, his tone full of concern.

He stretched out his big, broad hands and rubbed Ruan Xingmian's head lovingly.

After Su Cibai said this, his eyes fell on his daughter's figure on the bed.

He looked at his wife and signaled her with his eyes, as if to say: Why is she still lying there?

Ruan Xingmian's eyes were somewhat innocent, and she looked at the man in front of her with reproach: It's all your fault!

Su Cibai was a little at a loss. When he saw the clothes placed on the bed out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly came to his senses. He shook his head helplessly as if to say: It's none of my business!

When Ruan Xingmian saw him like this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and walked towards Su Zhi who was lying on the bed.

Her voice was gentle and in a negotiating tone: "Zhizhi, your father is here, get up quickly, it's time for lunch."

After hearing this, Su Zhi felt it was inappropriate to just lie there, so she said "hmm" softly and prepared to sit up.

It was still snowing outside after lunch. Su Zhi sat at the door looking at the snow scene outside.

Su Cibai was sitting in the hall marking memorials. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Su Zhi sitting by the door, staring outside. He didn't know what he was thinking.

He was a little confused but didn't ask. Instead, he lowered his head to handle official business. Ruan Xingmian sat opposite him and flipped through the book in his hand.

The entire palace was silent except for the sound of shuffling papers.

The silence was interrupted by a cry of surprise from the snow in the garden.

"Mother! Father! Your son is back!" The young man's strong voice rang out.

The three people were shocked at the same time. Su Zhi was the first to react. She ran outside and saw a figure in the snow.

The young man in the snow was wearing white clothes and a thick white cloak. He had a heroic face, dark eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin crimson lips that were slightly raised.

He exudes a strong heroic spirit that belongs to a young man.