In the years of famine, I was well versed in history and pampered the Northern Army

As soon as Wu Ren closed the gate of the courtyard, the girls here started chattering.

The other girls didn't mean to make sarcastic remarks at the moment, but they also didn't mean to step forward to help.

Qiuyu's hand was about to fall on Yuanxiang's face, but Yuanxiang, who had been silent for a long time, stopped him, and her sharp eyes seemed to pierce Qiuyu's heart.

"Mind your own business."

After saying this, Yuanxiang walked straight to her room and started packing up.

They were sent to Prince Jing's Mansion. Their status was neither a maid nor a concubine, but just an awkward servant. Naturally, apart from having someone to take care of their eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, they were not allowed to go out, and naturally no one came back to take care of them.

Yuanxiang knew that instead of wasting time talking to these young ladies, it would be better to clean up the house before dark. If she didn't clean it up before dark, she would have nowhere to sleep.

"How dare you ignore me? You're a lowly woman, and I'd find you dirty even if you left Prince Jing's mansion to carry my shoes! And you're sleeping under the same roof with me today, are you worthy?"

Yuanxiang has been accustomed to these sounds since she was a child. When she was in Yuanxiang Pavilion, the madam there had always been determined to train her to become a signature girl. So although men could not get close to her, she had to learn how to please men.

It was humiliating and disgusting, but she had no other choice to survive.

She used to be the best in everything, and her skills in music, chess, calligraphy and painting were unmatched by many noble ladies in the capital. However, in the end, she was sold to Prince Jing's Mansion and was still humiliated by these people.

She had gotten used to it, eating and living here with them. There were the prince's men outside the door, guarding them all the time. Even if Qiuyu insulted her, what could she do?

After all, no one dared to make a fuss.

"Why aren't you talking? You must have been a pampered child in Yuanxiang Pavilion before. Now you're packing up your things and acting like a big shot for who?"

Yuan Xiang only looked up at her at this time, which was also a kind reminder:

"If you don't clean up now, I'm afraid you won't have anywhere to sleep tonight."

"Do I need you to remind me..."

At night, the only sound I could hear was the sound of autumn rain borrowing from candles.

Unfortunately, no one responded. There was no candle here, so she could only sleep on this messy bed for one night.

The next day, Chu Qingyin saw these girls staying here. Now she would only go to see what was happening with Lu Yan when she was a little tired.

"What's going on? I saw a new batch of beauties came to your house recently. A few days ago, you said you didn't find any girls you liked, but sure enough, you accepted five of them in one go today."

Chu Qingyin sighed. She regarded Lu Yan as a friend and naturally had no intention of being jealous. However, she felt indescribable when she thought that a righteous man like Lu Yan would treat women as objects and keep them in his mansion at will.

"Excuse me, witch. These things were picked out for me by my mother because she saw that I was quite old but still reluctant to choose a concubine. I tried to refuse them again and again yesterday, but I couldn't get rid of them, so I resorted to this last resort. If the witches have any objections, Lu Yan can send them away."

Although Lu Yan knew that the witch had no intention of taking him seriously, he was still afraid that she would misunderstand his character, so he added:

"Lu Yan would never do such a thing as treating women as playthings. Although these girls are not Lu Yan's sweethearts, Lu Yan will not treat them badly."

Chu Qingyin was naturally relieved when she saw Lu Yan's hurried explanation. She couldn't help but sigh. She didn't expect that Lu Yan still cared about his reputation. He was afraid that she had misunderstood him, so he said so much today for the first time in his life.

"Okay, I misunderstood you. After all this time, I naturally trust your character the most."

Seeing that Chu Qingyin didn't pursue the matter any further, Lu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, although he knew that it was almost impossible for him and the witch to have much interaction since he returned to the capital, and that it would be extremely difficult for them to meet in their lifetime, her few words could still easily affect his thoughts.

"Thank you for your trust, Miko."

That night, Lu Yan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Now he is already twenty-one. The eldest sons of other noblemen in the capital are already three years old at this age, but he has not yet married. If he really has to get married in the future, what should he do?

Should I reject my mother forever?

Lu Yan was naturally very familiar with leading troops in battle, but he didn't understand these girls' affairs.

The only solution he could think of was that if he really had to get married and have children in the future, he would rather be stationed at the border.

Now that autumn has turned colder and the wind outside is very strong, Lu Yan doesn't like to stay with others. Apart from occasionally visiting his mother and Xu Mumu, he has nothing to do. Also, because he has been in the north for a long time, he has no friends.

When the first snow fell in early winter, Chu Qingyin had been studying hard at school for a month. Since there was nothing to do during these days, Lu Zhou and the others were quiet, and Chu Qingyin had less to worry about.

Lu Yan and the witch haven't spoken much in about half a month. Although he didn't know, the witch would always check on the situation in Prince Jing's Mansion when she was bored. It was almost the only joy in her current miserable life.

He had thought about whether he should take the initiative to chat with the witch, but he was not good at speaking and was always afraid of disturbing her. After thinking about it, he didn't say a word.

Today, he just stood under the eaves and watched the first snow fall. The tiny snowflakes stuck to the fluff of his black cloak. The snow was hazy and his expression could not be seen clearly from a distance.

He still kept the bracelet close to his body when he suddenly felt something unusual move. His heartbeat became slightly faster and faster, as if the warm bracelet had come alive.

Lu Yan hurriedly took out the bracelet from his cloak, and sure enough, there was a note next to it.

"Lu Yan, it's snowing here. Is it snowing where you are? It's so beautiful! Happy early winter! I love winter the most!"

Looking at the long-lost font, Lu Yan felt warm in his heart.

"We also have snow here, but the witches are like gods in heaven, so the snow scene in heaven is naturally unique, and we in the human world can't compare to it."

Chu Qingyin burst out laughing.

This person is quite old-fashioned, and has a bit of inferiority complex.

She just couldn't explain her identity. The ancients believed in gods, so if she said she was a fairy, it would save her a lot of trouble.

"Do you also believe that there are gods in this world?"

Lu Yan sat at the desk and thought for a long time, then said calmly:

"I didn't believe it before, but if the witch says it, I will believe it."

Chu Qingyin smiled. Seeing that he trusted her so much, she couldn't help but want to tell him everything.