There had been no new news from the northwestern frontier for a long time, and there had been no follow-up on the news of Marquis Wu'an's injury. However, Zhao Xu still comforted them, saying that no news was good news.
The weather was getting colder and drier, and Li Mofu needed a lot of perseverance to get up every day, otherwise he would be swallowed by the bed.
When getting dressed and putting on shoes, Li Mofu would occasionally think of Lu Mingyun who was far away. It was just a fleeting thought of him, and he didn't know whether he was cold in the frontier.
I get up early, eat breakfast, then exercise, play with the cat, read, or go fishing. After lunch, I go to practice horseback riding. After practice, I go to see Wang Ruiyan, then go back to the house, eat dinner, read, and sleep.
It was like this almost every day. Occasionally, Lu Nianhuan would come to bother him, or if Wang Ruiyan was in a good mood, she would ask them to play cards.
Xiaoqi has become Wang Ruiyan's errand runner. If she suddenly wants to eat something sour, spicy, or a certain dish, Xiaoqi will go buy it for her.
He ran fast and had a good memory, so he quickly memorized all the roads near Zhao's house, so he could go there and back quickly.
When the weather got cold, the old lady went out less often. She only went to see Wang Ruiyan at a fixed time. The rest of the time she was either copying scriptures, chanting Buddhist scriptures, or resting.
Lu Nianhuan was just a pure little brat who only remembered food but not punishment. No matter how Li Mofu teased, lied to him, or confronted him, he would forget everything the next time and come back to provoke Li Mofu to play with him.
Days like this are somewhat similar to the days when Li Mofu used to stay in the Marquis' Mansion: lazy, boring, and peaceful days.
The pond was not frozen, so it was still possible to fish. Li Mofu sat beside the pond, holding his fishing rod and exhaling a breath of white air, wondering what he was thinking.
The pomegranate trees planted around the pond have not lost their leaves yet. Perhaps the trees in the south of the Yangtze River do not lose their leaves. They are still green, and the wind blows, which makes them feel cool and poetic.
"Sir, I made some hot tea, please have a sip to warm you up." Guozi walked quickly from the path, holding a kettle in his hand.
Li Mofu clamped the fishing rod between his knees, rubbed his hands and took the kettle, "It's so cold today! I want to go back to bed!"
Guozi was helpless, "Sir, if you want to sleep, go back and take a nap. This way you will be energetic for horse training in the afternoon."
"But I fish every day, and suddenly I feel itchy when I stop fishing." Li Mofu said in a dilemma.
Guozi closed his eyes and said, "You won't be able to catch any fish anyway, and even if you do, you won't eat it. It's so cold, there's no need to feel itchy."
“…” Li Mofu was devastated.
Finally, Li Mofu was too cold to bear it anymore, so he packed up and went back to bed. However, after lunch, he still forced himself to go for horse training.
As they were practicing, snowflakes began to fall from the gloomy sky. Mo Yi gave Li Mofu a day off and took the horse to the stable himself.
Guozi held up an umbrella. Li Mofu walked under the umbrella and touched the falling snowflakes. They were soft and melted as soon as they touched him.
"It turns out that it really snows in Jiangnan." Li Mofu sighed.
Guozi laughed and exhaled, "Yeah, I didn't expect it to snow here too."
"Do you think it's snowing in the northwest as well?" Li Mofu asked curiously. If it's snowing here, wouldn't everyone in the northwest be frozen to death?
Guozi shook his head. "I don't know, but it's always quite cold there. I heard that even in summer, it's still cool at night."
Li Mofu sighed, not knowing what he was thinking about. Seeing this, Guozi comforted him, "Sir, the young master will be fine. I believe they will be back soon."
"...I didn't think about your young master." Li Mofu was embarrassed.
Guozi had an expression that said, "I understand, I understand everything." "Okay, it's Guozi who misses the young master, not the young master."
“…” Li Mofu pursed his lips and stopped talking.
It’s not that Li Mofu doesn’t worry about Lu Mingyun, but he knows that worrying is useless, so he rarely thinks about things like “Will something happen to Lu Mingyun?”
He just felt that such boring and peaceful days were really like the days in the Marquis' Mansion, except that there was no one who was annoying and nagging but liked to get close to him.
You'll Also Like
-
Douluo Dalu: Reincarnation of An, Becoming the God of Order
Chapter 117 6 hours ago -
Douluo: You are the master of theory.
Chapter 109 6 hours ago -
Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge
Chapter 75 6 hours ago -
I'm really a serious wizard.
Chapter 127 6 hours ago -
Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker
Chapter 99 6 hours ago -
The number one playboy on the Peninsula!
Chapter 222 6 hours ago -
Rebirth of Brother Xiao Yan, Activating the Bloodline of the Monkey King
Chapter 108 6 hours ago -
Zhatian: I, Haotian, am the first emperor of the human race!
Chapter 69 6 hours ago -
Wuhun Xuanming Turtle? Bullshit, this is the sacred beast Xuanwu
Chapter 101 6 hours ago -
This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.
Chapter 75 6 hours ago