After saying that, he walked straight to his original position and sat down, half-closing his eyes and leaning on the jade satin pillow behind him, with a leisurely posture.

Hua Xiangrong bent down to take off her cotton shoes, but because her hands were cold, she took off one and put her hand to her mouth to breathe some heat.

White mist poured out from her pink mouth. Fu Ningyuan's throat tightened and he couldn't help but roll over.

He frowned, stood up, squatted down, helped her take off the remaining cotton shoes, and then put on the newly purchased cotton boots for her.

Hua Xiangrong's pink and white face was extremely hot at this moment. It was really difficult for her to associate this gentle man in front of her with the man who deliberately teased her three days ago.

Three days ago, when she was hungry, he ordered someone to prepare a table of good wine and food, and he ate it himself, letting her watch him eat. At that time, she wanted to squeeze him to death.

Now, seeing him running out in the wind and snow to buy shoes for her and putting them on for her himself, she was so moved that she burst into tears.

After doing these things, Fu Ningyuan did not return to his original seat, but sat down next to Hua Xiangrong.

Hua Xiangrong moved her body awkwardly, but he reached out and held her down, "Sit tight and don't move around. It's really troublesome."

Really troublesome?

Such a familiar voice. Once upon a time, after she had done something bad, there was a dark, fat little boy who kept wiping her butt and bearing the consequences. In the end, he would say "It's really troublesome" to her.

She looked at the profile of the man in front of her and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. Anyway, he just didn't want to recognize her.

Along the way, Fu Ningyuan said nothing and kept his eyes closed. Hua Xiangrong, holding the hand warmer in her arms, glanced around, deliberately not looking at him.

All the way to the entrance of Yun Mansion.

Different from the wedding day three days ago, many people gathered at the gate of Yun Mansion. Led by Mrs. Yun, the whole family was at this gate to welcome the Ninth Princess back home.

Hua Xiangrong jumped out of the carriage, and a gust of cold wind hit her. She was alert and made her tighten the cloak covering her body.

This cloak belongs to Fu Ningyuan. If she uses it, what should he do?

Thinking of this, she untied the white crane cloak, pushed it in through the door of the carriage, and said hurriedly: "It's windy and cold outside, please put it on before getting out of the car."

But she never thought that the sound coming from inside made her feel embarrassed.

"Miss Yun is overthinking. I'm just giving you a ride. I don't want to go back to the Yun family with you. Today is the day you return home after three visits. How can you let other men accompany you back home except your husband?"

"

The tone was cold, which was very different from the gentleness in the carriage just now.

This made Hua Xiangrong unable to react for a while, so she could only lower her eyebrows, her pink-white face slightly sad.

The driver raised his whip, spurred the horse to turn, and drove away.

Looking at the carriage going further and further away, Hua Xiangrong smiled miserably and turned towards her so-called "parent's home".

Watching the entire Yun family come to the door to greet her, the fake.

She felt a little uncomfortable. What was wrong with the Yun family? There was no such pomp on their wedding day.
Chapter completed!