Mu Xiaoxiao laughed and ran closer, snow falling all over the sky, fresh and clean, cool and refreshing, she was delighted. Looking at his smiling face, the person in flower-colored clothes felt soft in his heart, murmuring: Little one, it's all for this smile! Just little one, for your joy, no matter how hard it is, no matter how much the world may despise me, I will try to do it and be happy!
Lan Xia Chu also rushed over, pulled out a whip, leaped up, and during the mid-air moment, danced the whip, and the snowflakes danced along with the whip's movement, scattering into white flower petals. Mu Xiaoxiao tilted her head to look at her beautiful snow dance, but snowflakes fell into her eyes, cool to the touch, instantly melting. Mu Xiaoxiao unconsciously lowered her head and laughed. The flower-clothed person saw Mu Xiaoxiao tilt her head and rushed up, wanting to cover her eyes, but seeing her lower her head, guessing snowflakes had fallen into her eyes, he no longer deliberately avoided her, cupped her face, and saw two crescent moons - his little one was smiling like a blooming flower!
The flower-clothed person was momentarily overwhelmed, leaning down to kiss Mu Xiaoxiao's lips. Cold lips touching warm lips, someone's body suddenly trembled, both hearts stirring. How long missed, the fragrance of Mu Xiaoxiao's lips; how long missed, this little flower's taste...
Lan Xia Chu landed and saw this scene. It was truly embarrassing. She cracked her whip, making a loud sound like a horse whip, and then said loudly: "Hey, stop making snow, we're almost snowmen!"
The two dazed people reacted. The flower-clothed person waved his hand, and the snow indeed stopped, leaving a white layer on them. Mu Xiaoxiao still stupidly asked: "Ah, was that snow waterfall really man-made?" Lan Xia Chu looked at her coldly: "Mu Xiaoxiao! My mother always said I was silly, but you're even sillier! Look, where is it snowing in the sky? Look around, where is there accumulated snow? The snow just flew by and melted, where did this snow the flower-clothed person arranged come from?" Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned, and asked the flower-clothed person, who smiled faintly, his deep black eyes flashing with doting light.
Suddenly remembering Long Yu Tian's expression, Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help feeling sad, forcing herself to remain calm, coldly saying: "Don't do this, it's futile. I know you're going after Xiao Tian Tian, anyway, I won't forgive you."
The flower-clothed person was speechless, looking at Mu Xiaoxiao with grief, unable to look into her eyes. He really wanted to open her chest and see if she had a heart? Such deep feelings, yet discarded like worn-out shoes! He took a last look at Mu Xiaoxiao, turned around, and left dejectedly.
The lonely, desolate back made Lan Xia Chu sigh. She pushed Mu Xiaoxiao: "Hey, I just thought you were a bit crazy, now I realize you're heartless!"
"Hmph, are you feeling sorry? Next time I see the Moonlight Beauty, I'll tell him it's finally just me!" Mu Xiaoxiao pulled out a stiff smile, which fooled the careless Lan Xia Chu. She anxiously said: "Mu Xiaoxiao, how dare you! When did I say I'd give up on Jin Ge? Say another word and I'll whip you!"
Mu Xiaoxiao was also angry, her big eyes glaring menacingly: "Come, let's fight! I'm fired up! You have a whip, I have fists! Who's afraid of whom! Damn, if I don't get angry, you think I'm a Hello KTV?"
"Hello what?" Lan Xia Chu was confused...
Mu Xiaoxiao mumbled: "Just... just... ha, I'm going to kick you!" Then she ran away.
Having stayed with the flower-clothed person for some time, Mu Xiaoxiao spent her days bickering with Lan Xia Chu for fun. The flower-clothed person was preoccupied with war affairs and didn't come often. The servants were also reserved and quiet. Mu Xiaoxiao was like a caged bird, getting no information. She wanted to know about the outside world, about Xiao Tian Tian, Moonlight Beauty, and Xie Xiao Bai Guo and how they were doing. Gu Gan previously said there were changes in the court, the Empress Dowager wanted to become empress, so Xiao Tian Tian's imperial throne, even his life, might be in danger.
Mu Xiaoxiao turned over, punching the bed. She was frustrated. Although she was simple and a bit foolish, she wasn't completely naive. She naturally knew that men have always loved power, and in ancient times, battles were common, and everyone loved to compete for supremacy. "How frustrating, what's so good about competing for supremacy? You be your musician, he be his emperor, wouldn't it be better to not interfere with each other? Why get involved in the Empress Dowager's conspiracy?"
Hmph, isn't it enough that she's the Empress Dowager? She still wants to be empress! Alas, would the flower-clothed person's involvement in the Empress Dowager's conspiracy make him dominant?
Ah, can the Flower-Clothed Person participate in the Empress Dowager’s conspiracy and dominate the world? Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered her time in modern times, her fierce gang – it was really not easy to be an ordinary person. Back then, when she was bullied by her cousins and all her classmates to the point of desperation, she would retaliate fiercely, fighting back completely, even establishing her fierce gang, intimidating everyone so that no one dared to bully her, and everyone would be terrified and submissive when they saw her. Ah, how could she be blamed! But she didn’t want anything to happen to Xiaotian! And would Xiaohua really meet Xiaotian on the battlefield? Those past moments of high-spirited conversations and playful laughter, would they really never happen again? Oh God, would there be a day when they would face each other bare-chested, covered in wounds, and even lose their lives? Oh God!
Mu Xiaoxiao just thinking about it made her scalp tingle! What should she do? But she was currently trapped here, how could she stop their conflict? But even if she went out, what could she do? Kill the Empress Dowager first, eliminate her, and there would be no one to compete with Xiaotian, hmph!
Mu Xiaoxiao felt she had never thought as much in her entire life as she had in this half of the night. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard a slight sound at the window! Footsteps getting closer and closer, Mu Xiaoxiao guessed the Flower-Clothed Person had finally come to see her. Still angry, she didn’t pay attention and pretended to be asleep.
“Xiaoxiao, let me take a look at you…” The voice was light and hoarse. Mu Xiaoxiao turned and sat up, looking at the person – Xie Xiaobai!
“How did you get here? Where are the others?”
Xie Qingchen sat on the bed, caressing Mu Xiaoxiao’s cheek, staring intently at her. “Xiaoxiao, it’s been over two months since we parted at Weiran Manor. Hehe, you haven’t lost weight, seems like you’re doing well.” Xie Qingchen gave a light kiss on Mu Xiaoxiao’s lips: “Tell me, how are things between you and your old lover in flower clothes, so intimate?”
At the end, he bit her lower lip hard!
Mu Xiaoxiao winced and punched him, but didn’t argue. She was thinking.
Xie Qingchen saw her like this and found it strange: she had actually become so calm, ha, how he missed her chatty self!
Night Talk
“Hey, Xie Xiaobai, what are you thinking? Did you run all this way just to zone out?” Mu Xiaoxiao punched him again, teasing.
“What are you thinking?” Xie Qingchen saw the laughter in her eyes and couldn’t help but feel emotional. He smiled slyly, pretending to be a previous flirtatious servant, “Heh, is this master thinking about flower matters? It’s been a long time since this master was close to this servant, so this master wants this servant to serve you!”
Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly jumped back, stammering: “No! You… you… who are you? Sometimes human, sometimes demon…”
