As the sun sets, it gets dark very early in winter, but the heavy snow that fell all day made the night look silvery and white.
At the entrance of the Star-Zhaing Tower, Sun Ningxue and Xia Xuechen stood side by side, looking at the carriage that was gradually going away. They slowly stood up until there was no trace of it in their field of vision.
"Let's go, it's time for us to go back." Sun Ningxue smiled slightly and turned to look at her husband.
Now that the matter is over, the stone in my heart has just fallen to the ground.
"Okay." Xia Xuechen turned to look at the woman in front of him, smiled warmly, and stepped forward to help her straighten the slightly loose cloak on her shoulders.
Sun Ningxue was stunned and suddenly took Xia Xuechen's hand.
Xia Xuechen was startled, quickly looked at the people around her, and lowered her voice, "Madam..."
There was a bit of embarrassment in his words, but the hand did not move away, letting his beloved hold it and hold it tightly.
Sun Ningxue smiled slightly, and a hint of cunning suddenly flashed through her usually clear eyes, "What's wrong? My husband can even do such a thing as asking Your Majesty for marriage in front of the palace, but are you afraid of holding hands with me?"
Whether it was when they first met or after they got married, Xia Xuechen rarely saw Sun Ningxue like this. She was a lady of the family. Although she was not as unparalleled as the Crown Princess, she was always well-informed and sensible.
But this charming look made him fascinated. He still clenched his fingers and exerted a little force before he came back to his senses. He coughed quickly and pretended to be serious and said, "How can this matter be the same?"
God knows, when he asked His Majesty for marriage in front of the palace, all he could think about was the ups and downs he heard after the incident involving the eighth prince happened.
As a woman, how could she bear all this?
He just wants to stop letting his beloved suffer any further injustice. Whether it's ridiculing him for his lust and making him stupid, or scolding him for being bold, he just wants to tell the people around him that he loves her.
No matter whether he is young or prominent, he only wants her.
If there was a glimmer of hope, he would give her the best dignity he could.
But now at this scene, Xia Xuechen's face turned even redder when he looked around at the many pedestrians on the road even though it was already dark, and the appraising glances that were thrown at them from time to time in public.
However, the more he behaved like this, the more brilliant Sun Ningxue's smile got in return. She tightened Xia Xuechen's fingers and said seriously: "You asked me to marry you in the hall because you pity me and love me; but in this world,
, I have never said that I cannot declare this love to the public. The prince loves Mr. Xiao Zhang and would rather everyone know it. Mr. Xiao Zhang loves the prince and has never been pretentious. You and I are husband and wife, so why should we be afraid of other people's eyes?
"
She had never dared to think of these words, let alone say them from her own mouth.
But today, when she saw the way Zhang Qingjiu got along with His Royal Highness, bit by bit, and thought about all the "deviants" she had in the past, she suddenly understood that all the so-called rules and principles were no better than a person who "obeys one's heart"
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"Husband, let's just walk back together hand in hand, okay?" Sun Ningxue asked again.
As early as when she heard Sun Ningxue say the previous words, Xia Xuechen was already moved, and her eyes began to turn red. Now after hearing these words, she couldn't bear it anymore, swallowed her throat, and nodded heavily,
"Okay. You and I are married as husband and wife, and our love will not be doubted, and our hair will never be separated."
With their fingers intertwined, the two figures stood side by side step by step in the whiteness of the dark night, accompanying each other for life.
On the other side, the carriage drove steadily towards the Prince's Mansion.
Zhang Qingjiu slowly lowered the slightly opened curtain, looked away from the window, and said quietly, "I heard that if a couple walks home together on a snowy day, they can be in love till the end of their lives."
"What Ah Jiu means is that you also want to go with me like this?" Chu Lan narrowed her eyes and stretched out her hand.
Zhang Qingjiu raised the corner of his mouth, put his slightly cold fingers that had just been stained with snowflakes into the palm of Chu Lan's hand, shook his head, and said without any hesitation, "I won't go."
Chu Lan's eyes dimmed and she curled her fingers, "Why?"
"It's so cold!" Zhang Qingjiu said with a "tsk" and a sigh on his face: "This is just a trick for children. Whoever is interested will..."
In the middle of speaking, Zhang Qingjiu suddenly felt something in his heart. He turned around to look at the man beside him, and saw that he had lowered his eyes at some point, and there seemed to be something wrong with the expression on his face.
Zhang Qingjiu: "!!!"
It's over, she seems to have said the wrong thing. Chu Lan's reaction should not be too obvious, but is it because she is moved?
Although he knew that what he said was actually not wrong, Zhang Qingjiu still felt inexplicably guilty when he saw the man with his eyes lowered and his expression unclear, but his hands warmed hers with gentleness and inner strength.
He quickly explained: "Chu Lan, what, I don't mean that I don't want to leave with you, I mean that the two of us can get to Baishou without doing such a thing. Besides, it's so cold. It's not good to be frozen."
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A breath passed and there was no response.
Two breaths passed and there was no response.
Three breaths passed and there was still no response.
Zhang Qingjiu gritted his teeth, thinking that he would just accompany this bitch man for a while, when the silent man suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Okay."
Zhang Qingjiu: "???"
What's better?
Seeing the pair of usually transparent eyes showing such a blank expression, Chu Lan smiled slightly, pinched her fingers that were still obediently placed in her palms, and when she raised her head again, there was only soft color in her eyes: "
Is it warmer now?"
Zhang Qingjiu lowered his eyes and felt the warmth in his fingers. Then he reacted and immediately threw himself into his arms. He wrinkled his nose and said, "Did you hear what I just said?"
"Yes." Chu Lan naturally held the person in his arms, pulled off his cloak and wrapped the person up.
"Then don't be angry because I won't go with you." Zhang Qingjiu raised his head and blinked.
"I'm not angry." Chu Lan seemed to be stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed with depth, he paused, and suddenly said: "But Ah Jiu, can you tell me how many "little things" you have done? Xia Xuechen, Su Zijin,
Who else?"
Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly became happy. It turned out that this was what Chu Lan cared about!
As a result, Zhang Qingjiu curled up the corners of his lips, his tone was a bit proud, and he raised his voice deliberately, "Not many, just a hundred, eighty or a thousand."
Seeing the man's face darken instantly, Zhang Qingjiu smiled so hard that his eyes rolled up, "After all, I'm asking for help. How can I do it if I don't help?"
Did this bitch forget? He had a share of the credit for that flag!
Are you jealous now? Why didn't you show some sympathy to her back then?
However, what Zhang Qingjiu didn't expect was that Chu Lan also smiled, "But Su Zijin and Xia Xuechen were the same people before that incident."
How could he not know what she was talking about? But who did he not know about the people who came to her after delivering the flag? Which prince's palace did not register them?
Zhang Qingjiu: "..."
Ah, how to explain this? Why does she feel that she has dug a hole for herself?
She can't say that when you didn't sleep with me, I took on these jobs to survive, right?
If she really said that, she could think of the consequences.
Fortunately, his brain was not completely out of control at this moment. Zhang Qingjiu smiled and said, "Isn't that right, they will all be your right-hand men in the future?"
"Right hand?" Chu Lan nodded.
Zhang Qingjiu saw his thoughtful look and thought that he recognized his words, so he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, before the breath reached her throat, someone suddenly came close to her ear and said, "Then... where is Murong Chunlai? Ah Jiu, they are my right-hand men, so if you help them, what does Murong Chunlai mean?"