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Song Wanning was wearing a snow-white coat, and her cheeks were rosy in the winter, reflecting a very beautiful color like red apricots.

Song Wanning bent down and blinked at the little beggar who was half lying on the ground. The little beggar was covered in dust and hiding in the alley to avoid the snow. He looked much older than Song Wanning.

Song Jing from the General's Mansion was a military commander. Song Wanning was influenced by him and was very brave. She was not afraid of such a scene. Seeing that there was no one around, she moved closer to the little beggar.

Song Wanning walked forward in small steps. The snow on the ground was thick. It was freezing outside. The beggar was not wearing thick clothes. Song Wanning rubbed her hands, looked at the beggar on the ground, and said, "Whose boy is lying here? Isn't he going to freeze if he keeps lying like this?"

As soon as Song Wanning spoke, the person lying on the ground opened his eyes at an extremely fast speed, and looked at Song Wanning with the eyes of a ferocious wolf.

Song Wanning was startled by the sudden look from the little beggar. She took two steps back and quickly looked at the little beggar to explain, "I didn't mean to hurt you. It's so cold now, why are you lying here instead of going home?"

The little beggar didn't say anything, but Song Wanning saw him raise his arm, and there were fine scars underneath, which shocked Song Wanning.

The little beggar's black eyes stared at Song Wanning, but after a while they slowly closed.

Song Wanning saw the weak appearance of the little beggar and thought he was hungry. Song Wanning was alone and couldn't do anything with the little beggar, so she turned around and went into Pei's house to ask for help.

Pei Xuanzhi from the Pei Mansion was now sitting in front of a chair with some hot fruits on the table.

Mrs. Pei saw her son waiting like this, so she whispered, "Xuanzhi, Sister Ning probably won't come. It's snowing so heavily today, and the roads are slippery when it's dark."

Pei Xuanzhi coughed softly, swung his short legs on the chair, and muttered, "I'm not waiting for her."

Pei Xuanzhi's words made Madam Pei laugh, and she responded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, you didn't wait for Sister Ning anymore."

Pei Xuanzhi said this, but he looked up towards the door from time to time. It was windy today, and he didn't know whether Song Wanning from the next yard would come.

Madam Pei saw the wind blowing in gusts, and she looked at the maid beside her and said softly, "Put a cloak on Zhi'er. The wind is very strong now, don't let him get frozen."

The maid turned around to get the cloak, while Pei Xuanzhi sat staring at the door without blinking.

Mrs. Pei looked at her son's crazy look and laughed, "Brother Zhi, you like Sister Ning so much, do you want to marry her in the future?"

After hearing what Madam Pei said, Pei Xuanzhi began to think seriously. After a while, he said in a low voice, "She ate so many of my fruits, so she has to compensate me, right?"

Mrs. Pei knew that Pei Xuanzhi liked Wan Ning very much. Seeing Pei Xuanzhi like this, she just thought he was adorable, so she whispered, "Wait a little longer, Ning Jie'er will probably be here soon."

Pei Xuanzhi did not argue now. He rested his round face on the table and poked the fruit with boredom. If Song Wanning did not come, the fruit would be cold.

Just as Pei Xuanzhi was thinking about it, Song Wanning suddenly appeared at the gate of Pei's house.

She ran in quickly, wearing a snow-white cloak embroidered with plum blossoms. Her long black hair was braided and swung in front of her chest, swaying as she ran, forming beautiful arcs.

Pei Xuanzhi's eyes lit up instantly. He stood up from his chair and stood in front of the table in a pretentious manner. He looked at Song Wanning and said, "Why are you here again? I haven't even eaten a bite of the fruit I just bought."

Song Wanning bent down and saw the hot fruits on Pei Xuanzhi's table. She was immediately happy, "Brother Zhi, just consider it as something I owe you. I'll take these fruits first."

Without saying a word, Song Wanning reached out, picked up the fruit on the plate and ran out.

When Pei Xuanzhi saw Song Wanning like this, he immediately chased after her and shouted at her, "Where are you taking my fruit?"

Song Wanning took the fruit and ran back to the hidden alley. Sure enough, the little beggar was still hiding from the snow in the alley.

Song Wanning walked over slowly, put the fruit in her hand not far from the little beggar, and said, "These are just bought, they are still hot, you can eat them."

Pei Xuanzhi was immediately displeased when he saw Song Wanning gave the fruit she bought to the little beggar, "Sister Ning, I spent a lot of money to buy it, why did you give it to a beggar?"

"Look how pitiful he is. I'll compensate you for how much you paid for him."

"You have to compensate me, and you have to compensate me as well if you took anything from me before."

Song Wanning's face was white, clean and round. Her eyes were rolling around. She pouted and argued, "You were the one who wanted to give me those things to eat before."

"I gave it to you and didn't ask you to give it to others." Pei Xuanzhi said, glancing in the direction of the little beggar. He saw that the little beggar's black pupils were actually frightened and took a few steps back.

Pei Xuanzhi swallowed his saliva and said to Song Wanning, "Wanning, let's go back..."

"Shall we go back and ask someone to send this little beggar home?"

Pei Xuanzhi responded, but when he and Song Wanning brought their men back to the alley, there was no trace of human presence in the alley.

"The person is missing." Song Wanning looked back at the nanny who followed her.

The nanny felt sorry for the two children standing in the snow, and hurriedly said, "There are so many beggars on the streets of Shengjing now, how can we take care of them all? Little ancestors, it's so cold, please go back quickly, don't freeze to death."

"Yes, it's so cold, it's really pitiful." Song Wanning rubbed her hands and reluctantly followed the nanny back to the mansion.

The memories of her childhood gradually became clear in her mind, and Song Wanning suddenly woke up from her dream.

She remembered the little beggar, and he did look very similar to Yin Yichen.

But Yin Yichen grew up in a wealthy family, so how could he become a beggar? It doesn’t make sense.

Song Wanning lifted the curtain and looked out. It was already bright outside, and Putuo Mountain was right in front of her. The peach blossoms on Putuo Mountain always bloom in spring, covering the entire mountain.

Song Wanning turned around and said to Zhuque who was sleeping beside her, "Let's go, let's walk up the mountain."

Song Wanning and Zhuque walked up the mountain step by step. When they reached the dense forest, Song Wanning saw Prime Minister Yin as expected.

Yin Yichen was now wearing a white brocade robe embroidered with gold cloud patterns. He was holding a sky-blue oil-paper umbrella and standing in the rain of petals, looking quite independent and graceful.

Song Wanning was watching when she heard Yin Yichen walking towards her with a smile, "Wanning, you're here."