Chapter 567 (1/2)

In the snow outside the suburbs of Beijing, the officers and policemen walked slowly with the prison car. The snow is too heavy these days, and the road is very difficult.

An eagle whistle came from the sky. In early summer, he looked up at Guan Xi next to the car and said, ”stop and have a rest.”

Guan Xi stopped the officers and asked them to repair on the spot and supplement their strength with some food.

Guan Xi opened the cage and shackled the pretentious man in early summer before he was released.

Another official took the wine jar from the horse's back, carried a bag of cakes prepared by Kong Changhui early in the morning, and walked towards them.

At the beginning of summer, when he came to the back of a huge stone, Guan Xi found two big turns and put a cushion on it: ”young master, it's better to make do with your seat than to wet your pants on the snow.”

At the beginning of summer, he sat down with a brick and said to them, ”it's hard for you two to go with me.”

Guan Xi grinned: ”you're welcome, young master. The job assigned by Lord Kong is just the responsibility of his subordinates.”

Another official handed drinks and cakes to early summer and took a look at Guan Xi. Guan Xi turned to the other side of the stone to guard.

At the beginning of summer, he had no appetite, pulled out the wine plug, drank two mouthfuls, looked at the serious man beside him and said, ”Han Ling, you are several years younger than Han Sa's age. Who did you learn such maturity from?”

”Lord.” Han Ling said that, at the beginning of summer, he choked on the wine, coughed twice and looked up at him.

Cold Ling pursed her lips and then said, ”there's news from the Lord.”

At the beginning of summer, he gave him a white look: ”I heard it, otherwise you really think I'll come down and have a rest. I'm not tired in the car.”

Cold Ling automatically ignores that white eye, and seems to have never heard of his sarcasm. He takes out a letter from his sleeve and hands it to him.

At the beginning of summer, he took it over and muttered, ”it's better to have fun with cold SA.”

As I opened the letter, I saw the familiar handwriting of Xiao mubai, a few strokes: the plum tree is in bloom, I miss you very much.

At the beginning of summer, his heart suddenly accelerated and was wondering if he saw the plum tree planted for him in the yunqi courtyard, and a plum blossom petal suddenly fell on the stationery.

In early summer, I picked it up in surprise. I saw that the petals were white, red, smooth and transparent.

He just pinched it in his hand and was ready to take it to his nose for a sniff. A voice came from his head: ”it's over, it's over!”

At the beginning of summer, when I looked up, I saw that Han Ling was taking out a plum blossom from his arms. I thought that the petal just fell from the plum blossom.

Since Han Ling appeared, his face, which had been stretched, split several cracks. Looking at the eyes cast by the beginning of summer, he said in a panic: ”young master, don't tell the Lord. He specially ordered to give it to you intact.”

At the beginning of the summer, I smiled. Until this time, I felt that the life in front of me was moving. I took the plum blossom from his hand, looked at him with my eyebrows and joked: ”smile first and show it to the young master.”

Han Ling pursed his lips several times and tried to bend a smile, but he was always stiff. Finally, he got a gen in his neck and straightened himself generously and coldly: ”if you want to say it, young master, your subordinates will admit punishment.”

At the beginning of summer, I suddenly felt boring. I smelled the crisp aroma of plum blossom and rubbed the letter in my hand. Just now, I couldn't give up reading, took out the fire fold and burned Xiao mubai's calligraphy.

He looked at the handwriting turning into little black ashes, flying in all directions mixed with white snow, and suddenly sighed: ”this killer, when can I come...”