Chapter 3 — Snow Lotus from the Northern Landscape

"No. Miss Ha came to sit for a while, preparing to go back." Seeing Bui Hanh, Ha Dao clearly tensed up and quickly bowed down to bow. "Big brother." Bui Hanh replied calmly, not even giving her a straight look. Ha Dao knows how to say goodbye. When leaving, my steps were three times faster than when I arrived, I even forgot to cough. Waiting for someone to leave, Bui Hanh leaned against the hallway pillar, with a neatly folded overcoat hanging over his arm. "It's cold, take it and wear it." After saying that, he left without looking back. I opened the outer shirt, on the collar was silver fox fur endemic to the North. Thanh Hoa stood next to him, whispering in surprise: "Young lady! This is a silver fox fur! It's something you can't buy with money. The eldest young master brought it back from Bac Canh. I heard there were only two in total, one was given to the old lady!" I put my coat on my shoulders. The silver fox's fur was so light that it was almost impossible to feel the weight, but the warmth spread from the shoulders straight into the chest. The second time Ha Dao came, it was much more intelligent than the last time. She didn't come to me, but to the old lady. When I arrived, she was kneeling in front of the old lady, crying until the pear flowers were drenched in the rain. "Old lady, A Dao knows her status is low, she doesn't dare to have any delusions. But Bui Nghien once saved A Dao's life, A Dao's life is his. A Dao only asked to stay in the palace to serve him, to be a room attendant, it's okay to be a maid, just being able to see him is enough." The old lady had no expression. What feeling? Ha Dao bowed his head again. "A Dao's body is not good, she won't be able to live for many more years. Once A Dao is dead, she won't upset everyone anymore." As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room didn't know how to open their mouths. I stood outside the door, not missing a word. The old lady saw me and waved. "Since you're here, come in. Why are you standing outside the door?" I went in and sat down next to the old lady. Ha Dao knelt on the ground and raised her head to look at me, tears still hanging on her face, but the meaning in those eyes was extremely complicated. The old lady sighed. "Ha family's daughter, you have a life-saving grace on you, the Bui family will not ignore you. But Bui Nghien's marriage, I have arranged it myself. You should go back and rest first." Ha Dao was helped down by someone. The old lady raised the tea cup. "How do you feel about that girl?" I thought for a moment. "Her thoughts are too heavy." The old lady laughed. "People with heavy thoughts will either become big things, or they will ruin big things. Just pay attention to her." I replied. Leaving the old lady's courtyard, when reaching the corner of the hallway, Ha Dao suddenly stepped out from behind the fake mountain. The tears on her face had been wiped clean, and the corners of her lips even carried a smile. "Sister-in-law, you are a smart person. I'm telling you something sincere." She took a step closer, her voice was very light. "In Bui Nghien's heart, there is only me. It's good for you to marry big brother, to avoid the three of us being awkward. Just a sister-in-law, if you're married to big brother, don't always miss Bui Nghien anymore, it won't be easy to spread the word. listen.” I was stunned for a moment. Does she think I still miss Bui Nghien? "Ha, Miss." I looked at her. "You think too much. I married into the Bui family, from beginning to end I never missed Bui Nghien. I'm even less interested in what happened between you and him." The smile on Ha Dao's face stiffened for a moment. Perhaps she was used to all the women surrounding Bui Nghien. "My sister-in-law, if you talk about such unrequited love, Bui Nghien will be heartbroken." "What does it have to do with me whether he is heartbroken or not?" I walked around her and continued walking forward. Ha Dao's eyes followed my back

took a long time to collect. When I returned to the hospital, I discovered that my palms were full of sweat. Although he remained calm on the outside, he was still angry on the inside. The most disgusting thing in the world is that after being abandoned by someone, the other person still thinks that you will never forget him. In the evening, Bui Hanh returned, carrying two packages in his hand. One package was Du Phong Trai's cinnamon flower cake, another package was a pair of freshly made cotton shoes. He put the things on the table, without saying a word he went inside. I picked up the cotton shoes and looked at them. The inside is lined with a layer of soft fur and the needlework is extremely meticulous. Size fits. Thanh Hoa squatted down and touched it. "Young lady, the stitching of these shoes, I'm afraid they were sewn by hand." I turned the sole of the shoe over and saw a very small word on the inside. Onion. These shoes were made by Bui Hanh himself. I sat at the table, put my cotton shoes on my knees, raised my head to look at the inner door, and couldn't say a word for a long time. A man who once led soldiers to fight the enemy in Bac Canh used his rough fingers to hold a needle and thread to sew cotton shoes for me. When did you finally measure my feet? 7After winter, old General Bui returned from the border to report on official duties, and the palace held a family feast. This is the first time I meet the owner of the Bui family.