Under the dim candlelight, the thin marks on her neck were particularly clear, and she was also surprised that she could see clearly in this hazy.

"Does it hurt?" Her hands were never warm, and it became even colder in this winter, but Su Zhi's skin was colder than hers. As soon as she touched it, she felt a cold rushing straight into her fingertips, and she couldn't help but shrink.

Su Zhi's eyes were extremely deep and looked at her. After a while, his lips and teeth were slightly opened, and a few words floated out gently, "I'm used to it."

The definition of "pain" and "habit" are definitely not on the same line, but Yan Xun'er has no time to take care of this word at this moment.

As Su Zhi said, a warm and watery breath brushed over her head, and instantly invaded her limbs and bones from her scalp, making her skin cool and numb.

Yan Xun'er's body was softened by the sudden numbness, and the wine can in her hand fell off.

"Be careful." Su Zhi quickly took the wine jar and hugged Yan Xun'er's trance.

Yan Xun'er realized that the person was already being hugged in her arms. She almost panickedly pushed her chest with a faint peach blossom smell, but it was useless. Instead, she was hugged tighter.

She had never been so close to a man. The peach blossom smell on his body made her feel dizzy and exhausted. The coldness spreading toward her skin from her waist through her clothes made her feel extremely awake.

Su Zhi's eyes were slightly mil, staring at the white and red face of the man in his arms, and suddenly approached again, so close that he could hear each other's breathing. He said with concern: "Don't feel comfortable?"

"Ah?" Yan Xun'er was a little confused by Su Zhi's words. When she reacted, she pushed her dizzy chest with embarrassment, "No, it's okay."

Su Zhi was thin, but after all, he was a man. Yan Xun'er's push had no effect on him. He looked at the person in his arms and slowly let go of his hand when he was sure that he had nothing to do. However, the wine jar was picked up by him without a trace, "I'll do it."

Yan Xun'er couldn't panic. She didn't realize that her hands had fallen empty without any sense. She made her wrinkled collar unnaturally and nodded.

There is no bright moon tonight, but the frost all over the ground is confusing.

When Mu Lin woke up, it was only two hours later. Mu Lishu, who had been unconscious for a day, woke up together.

Yan Xun'er heard the joy coming from the house in the courtyard, and couldn't help but caress the hairpin with her hair tied. A bright peach blossom bloomed in the hazy candlelight, and the fragrance was soaring.

Su Zhi stood behind Yan Xun'er, and he naturally counted all his actions in his eyes. His eyes were tightly locked in the scorching beauty on the bun, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss.

Yan Xun'er did not notice the gaze of the person behind her, and looked at Nan Yan, who was standing at the door and always turned her back to the room, "Don't you go in?"

Nan Yan glanced at Yan Xun'er and smiled bitterly, "So what if I go? I will never be his Shu'er."

Yan Xun'er nodded, but heard Nan Yan say again: "Even if you can't be together, he will choose to stay by her without hesitation, and the only thing I... can do is just stay by his side."

Nan Yan's voice was so small that it was almost unheard. Perhaps even she herself had not noticed the desire and sadness filled in her voice.

Yan Xun'er sighed softly, "Maybe this is the most suitable."

Nan Yan was stunned, then suddenly smiled, and looked up at Yan Xun'er. There was no trace of turmoil in those calm eyes. She had never seen even a little bit of worldly aura in her eyes. What she said was just to explain the facts.

"Have you ever liked someone?" Nan Yan said suddenly.

Yan Xun'er was puzzled by Nan Yan's sudden question and kept her in a hurry.

"Sure enough." Nan Yan shook her head and walked towards Yan Xun'er, "Remember, the cruelest thing in this world is not that we cannot live together, but that we like someone who will never like you."

Yan Xun'er frowned and looked at Nan Yan walking towards her. The traces of water marks on the hazy outline were clearly visible, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised, bitter and desolate.

And when passing by, a cold object was put into her hand, and Nan Yan's slightly hoarse voice came from her ears, "I hope you won't forget to return your life to him."

"Natural." Yan Xun'er didn't look at the lost figure who was in the dark night, but just raised her hand to spread the coldness stuffed into her palm under the dim candlelight.

A piece of white jade the size of a palm exuded a faint coolness in the candlelight.

Su Zhi's eyes were half-concentrated, staring at the white in Yan Xun'er's palm, his expression shaking a little.

Yan Xun'er seemed to notice Su Zhi's doubts and explained: "In this world, except for the power of dragons and phoenixes, only this white black blue bird can protect it." She said that, and she hung the things on Su Zhi's fiery red croaker (pan).

Su Zhi stared at the movements on Yan Xun'er's hands and moved his eyebrows, "Are you driving me away?"

Yan Xun'er stopped the movements in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at the frowning man, and asked back, "Then do you want to leave?"

Su Zhi did not answer, but the eyebrows were twisted tighter than before. Yan Xun'er saw the person with a expression comparable to the night, shook her head helplessly. She was about to comfort Su Zhi, but was interrupted by the pain from her wrist. She wanted to break away, but she was pinched tighter and more painful. Her heart was slightly angry and she was about to scold the owner of the hand, but she could not speak out in the end.

The eyes that changed from empty to uneasy made her unable to raise a trace of anger.

Yan Xun'er sighed, endured the pain from her wrist, looked at the lips on her head that were slightly opened but not making a sound, smiled slightly, and raised another hand that was not pinched, stroked the black hair hanging down beside Su Zhi's cheeks, and tugged behind her ears.

"Shuzhi, I said you can do anything you like or want to do, including staying in the Chenxianglou. I will not drive you away unless you want to leave yourself." She never wanted to drive him away. Whether now or at any time, she respected his choice, so, "Do you want to leave?"

Su Zhi's eyes fluctuated, and there was a trace of uneasy feeling floating. Just as Yan Xun'er took back her hair-lifting hand, a jade-like voice came into her ears, and the black hair that had just been pulled behind her ears drooped down again, swaying past the tip of her nose.

Su Zhi shook his head, his movements were slightest, but the black hair seemed to be being lifted by someone, sweeping her nose to the heart.

"That's it." Yan Xun'er looked away in panic, almost retracted her hand as if she was escaping, turned her back to Su Zhi, "You must keep this white Xuan Qing bird well, don't lose it."

Su Zhi did not notice something wrong with Yan Xun'er, but just looked at his empty hands and was stunned.

It was very wrong for her tonight. It was not until she stepped out of the gate of Mu Mansion and was covered with cold wind. The erratic thoughts regained some soberness. However, without waiting for her to sort it out, a dizziness dissipated the only soberness she found.

When she realized it, she was already in Su Zhi's arms.

"What's wrong?" Yan Xun'er moved, trying to push away the drowsy chest, but was hugged tighter by the other party. Her cheeks were pressed against the place where her heart was beating, and gradually a layer of blush was dyed.

At this moment, Su Zhi's whole body exuded a fearsome chill, and the fragrance of peach blossoms became much fainter, but it was also enough to make people dizzy.

She carried her breathing and looked up at the cold-scattered person.

Under the support of the night, Su Zhi's outline is bright and cold. Even if he is unhappy, he can reveal a bit of bright colors. However, such brightness is a life-threatening person.

"Su Zhi?" Yan Xun'er noticed something was wrong with Su Zhi and did not struggle anymore. However, Su Zhi's strength was really stronger. She moved in discomfort, but she couldn't move a little.

Su Zhi seemed to hear Yan Xun'er's shout, and looked down at the person in his arms. The moment when his already cold face met the person in his arms, it made people feel even more heartbroken, and his eyebrows were frowning like a hundred valleys and deep rivers.

"Crashed?" Su Zhi quickly looked at the person in his arms carefully, so fast that Yan Xun'er didn't even notice it.

"It's okay." Yan Xun'er shook her head and pushed the dizzy chest, "You can relax your arms, it hurts."

Su Zhi paused, then moved his hand away from Yan Xun'er's waist.

Yan Xun'er, who was free, couldn't help but take a deep breath, but was interrupted before she could swallow it. "Who are you?" Behind Yan Xun'er, Mu Quan stood in the middle of the gate, with a very majestic expression.

Yan Xun'er had no idea about such a question, but the other party's next sentence made her raise her eyebrows and raise her eyebrows.

"Why are you here again?"

Shocked! Panic! This is the emotion Yan Xun'er heard in that voice.

Yan Xun'er knew Yu Muquan's status, but this did not mean that the other party knew her. Moreover, the lights were dim and they did not meet each other, so she was sure that the "you" mentioned by Muquan was not referring to her.

Since it wasn't her, only one of the people present met.

"Shuzhi, do you know each other?" Yan Xun'er raised her gaze, just in time for her to meet the pair of eyes that seemed light and dark in the darkness.

"I don't know." Su Zhi didn't move, and Lingling spit out two words.

Yan Xun'er looked at the pair of eyes that were as quiet as a mirror, and for a moment, turned around and walked down the steps, "So, let's go."

Su Zhi looked at Yan Xun'er's back and was stunned for a moment and followed.

At the gate, when Mu Quan came to his senses, he stared at the figure gradually disappearing into the moonlight, frowned deeply, and his voice was harsh: "Who are they?"

The maid holding the lamp replied tremblingly: "Yes, it's the young master who invited the doctor to treat the lady."

"Doctor?" Mu Quan's eyebrows frowned even more, staring at the intersection where there was no sign of his figure. "How could there be such a similar person in the world?"

After leaving the shogunate, although Yan Xun'er's steps were neither fast nor slow, she had never stopped.

It is early spring now. Although it is not as cold as winter, the coolness after night is comparable to the bitter wind in the deep winter.

She has never been afraid of the cold, but Su Zhi still has a wounded body but may not be able to withstand it, so she accelerated her pace of returning to the building.

Although the crowds on the streets are not as crowded as they are in the daytime, they are still bustling.
Chapter completed!