After hearing this, Yunying subconsciously stretched out her hand to tighten the little jacket on her tight body, secretly cheered herself up in her heart, and then she held the sheep horn lamp with some trembling hands and walked carefully to the window.

When she saw that there was no one outside the window, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then carefully held the lamp, lay her head on the window and looked outside, and saw that there was silence outside the window, only the cold moonlight reflected the snow in the yard, but there were no footprints or traces of anyone coming on the snow.

Yunying carefully looked at the left and right sides of the Yuedong window again. Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, she felt relieved and turned to Rong Yunhe on the kang and chuckled: "Miss, don't worry, there is no one. There is not even a footprint on the newly falling snow in our yard, so no one has ever come."

When Rong Yunhe heard Yunying's answer, she felt relieved. When she thought about it carefully, she felt that no one should have run to her window in the middle of the night to stare at her.

She couldn't help but feel a little funny at her suspicion just now. She was just a nine-year-old girl, not a famous beauty who was beautiful. Where did the romantic talent and martial arts masters come to her embroidery building in the middle of the night to have a secret meeting?

Besides, the Rong family is now in a downturn, and there are no treasures and wealthy families that are intriguing. I wouldn’t even attract any thieves to come and check in.

Rong Yunhe rushed to the side of the strange feeling in his heart, then yawned in a daze while lying in the quilt, "Since that's the case, you should go back to bed early. Maybe I really had a nightmare."

Yunying responded, held the sheep horn lamp and returned to the warm kang, lifted the white silk tent of the ink painting and tucked the quilt for Rong Yunhe. Thinking of what Lu’s mother told her a few days ago, she smiled at Rong Yunhe and said, “Miss, don’t sleep in panic. My mother said, the kang is very hot, I’m afraid the lady will get angry, so if the lady gets up at night, I will tell me to remember to serve the lady and drink water so as not to get angry.”

After hearing this, Rong Yunhe thought about it carefully. There was such a saying in modern times in his previous life. And Yunying didn't carry water. When she picked up the kang and drank water, she felt a little hot all over and her throat was dry. She struggled in the quilt, and her head quickly made a choice between sleeping and drinking water. Then she crawled out of the quilt, drooping her head lazily and said, "Okay."

Yunying had already held the small jacket in the gray squirrel with silver silk and chrysanthemums worn by Rong Yunhe in daily life. Seeing her get up, she hurriedly stepped forward and draped the small jacket in her hand on Rong Yunhe. She washed her hands in the copper basin, poured a cup of warm water and took a big rinse bowl. After Rong Yunhe rinsed it.

Then Yunying took the small celadon teacup from the kang table, rinsed it with warm water, and quickly took the small silver hanger from the brazier in the corner, picked it up and poured a cup of boiling white water, and then touched the small celadon teacup with her hand to test the temperature. She felt that the hot and cold were just right, so she handed it to Rong Yunhe.

After Rong Yunhe drank the water, she quickly rinsed her mouth and drank a cup of water. She then served Rong Yunhe again to rest. While tucking the corners of the quilt for her and putting down the tent, she checked whether the charcoal in the brazier was enough.

After everything was done, Yunying gently held the sheep horn lamp back to the outside room, climbed onto the kang and blew out the lights and continued to sleep.

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The mysterious black shadow that woke Rong Yun and her dreams had already left quickly. He swept across the small path and mountains in the village like lightning, and reached the entrance of the village.

A thick poplar tree planted next to the official road at the entrance of the village, and a dark horse tied to the trunk.

The black horse was shiny in black and strong in shape. At this time, it was standing quietly beside the tree. When he saw his master coming back, he was excited to dig his hooves.

The man in black stood beside the black horse, and while reaching out to touch the horse's head that he loves to comfort him, he said to himself: "A Yuan, our daughter is back, you can rest assured."

After saying that, he flew onto a dark horse and urged his seat to gallop towards the official road.

One man and one horse gradually drifted away in the darkness, and soon stopped in front of a secluded courtyard.

As soon as the man in black got off the horse, he saw a tall and tall figure walking over from the yard. While saluting respectfully, he greeted, "Sir, are you back?"

He nodded, handed the reins in his hand to the servant standing by, and then walked into the courtyard, looking at the handsome young man in front of him with a tall and pine figure, "It's so late, why haven't the prince rested yet?"

While following the man in black, he walked into the courtyard along the smooth bluestone corridor, he replied: "I have come out these days and saw the current scenery in the fields and the lives of the people. I have a lot of feelings. These days I have been thinking about how to allow the people in Yanbei to spend this winter smoothly, so I slept a little late."

The man in black smiled gently and said, "Although the prince cares about the people, this good strategy for the people is not something that can be imagined for a while. And now it is the first snow and it is suddenly cold. The prince needs to rest early and take care of his health."

The young man bowed and replied, "Abide by the teacher's teachings."

The two walked into a study room. The servant who was waiting for aside came forward to take the sable velvet cloak that the man in black had untied. After the man in black sat down after the man in black was sitting down behind the red sandalwood cloud pattern, he sat down on the black-painted pomegranate flowering chair beside him, and smiled at him: "There are also great efforts for the husband to secretly visit the people all the time in the past few days. In order to avoid the spies from the court, he still had to aggrieved the husband and disguise himself. It was really hard for him."

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