C24

It was night, and it was supposed to be the middle of winter, so it started snowing again without a sound.

Although the quilt was already thick and soft, Zhao He unconsciously leaned towards the only source of warmth in his body.

Chu Huai Nan supported his head, his black hair flowing down from the gaps between his fingers. A pair of slender and enchanting eyes were currently staring at Zhao He in rapt attention.

Once night fell, the Bone Shrinking Art would lose its effect and his body would recover without a sound.

Seeing that someone was rubbing against his side, Chu Huai Nan did not refuse anyone as she hugged him tightly. Her beautiful eyes swept past the cracks in the window, the wind from her palm blew, and the short piece of wood supporting the window fell onto the ground, causing the temperature inside the room to gradually rise.

His slender fingers lightly covered Zhao He's sleeping face. They traced her face, lips, and lips all the way down.

It was strange to think that even though she had changed her body and had a strange look, he could still recognize her.

And it wasn't strange at all.

Chu Huai Nan's touch was like a feather that swept past, causing Zhao He to not be able to help but moan.

The look in Chu Huai Nan's eyes became deeper and deeper as he looked at Zhao He. Finally, he could not hold it in anymore. Lowering his head, his slightly cold lips slightly covered her stupidity.

Zhao He didn't want to wake up, so he half-heartedly responded. The corner of Chu Huai Nan's mouth curled up, and his hand, which carried a chill, went all the way down, directly brushing Zhao He's leg, causing him to continuously gasp for breath.

His dark, glass-like eyes were filled with lust, but he eventually forced himself to hold back. He held her tightly and unwillingly kissed Zhao He's forehead.

Ye Zichen carried her and fell asleep.

The snow was wrapped around a room of slowly warming wind and moon, while the snow was wrapped around a belly full of deep calculations.

As it was a bad weather, the Xie Clan had already left home. Since Xie Zhangyi had spent the entire day pretending to be exhausted, the Grand Princess couldn't bear it any longer and sent him back to his room to rest.

After bidding farewell to her mother, she said goodbye to the other servants, including the mama. She only brought with her a servant girl, Zhu'er.

"Miss … "We'll do this …"

Pearl was worried as she followed Xie Zhangyi to the East District.

At the eastern courtyard of the Xie Clan, the person staying was the second master of the Xie Clan. Xie Dongqing, this person doesn't have much ability. It's just that using the marquis' power to act as a military chief, he can protect the security of Yan City.

There were less than three thousand men under him, but that was enough.

The Grand Princess had told her not to act rashly, but she could not wait.

If Xie Zhangzhen did not die today, Yan Jiuke would one day find her, and her heart would not be at ease either!

"There's no need to panic. If mother blames me, I'll bear the burden."

Xie Chang steadied her steps. She had to show off the aura of a direct descendant of the Xie Clan. She had what the East District wanted, so she was not afraid that they would not be tempted by it.

Xie Dongqing did not expect that a guest would come to his study so late at night, and it was even his niece who came.

"Chang Yi greets uncle."

As she stepped into the study, Xie Zhangyi wasn't in a hurry to clean himself up. She slightly bent her knees and gave a slight smile.

This made Xie Dongqing more and more satisfied. This niece of his was taught to him by the Grand Princess herself, so she couldn't be wrong.

"Changyi, come and sit down. Have a cup of hot tea to warm your body."

A servant brought a cup of hot tea and Xie Zhangyi slightly bowed before sitting by the hand of Xie Dongqing with his eyebrows lowered.

"Why did you come in the snow?"

She was waiting for him to ask. With a faint smile on her face, Xie Zhangyi's face looked even more dignified.

"A few days ago, mother mentioned to me that in a few days it would be big brother Shaoqing's crown gift. Uncle also knows that there have been many unlucky incidents in the manor recently. Mother's intention is to make use of this matter to liven things up and make people happy."

Xie Dongqing was on the verge of losing his teacup when his son became a son of the Xie Clan. He had never been able to build a tree in his entire life, but if he had the support of his wife, wouldn't his son be able to rise to the top?

"You … Is your mother, really, really? "

At the moment, Xie Zhangyi was taking his time to pick up a cup of tea. His manner of drinking the tea became increasingly indifferent. When he saw that the other party had taken the bait, he smiled.

"As long as uncle can help me accomplish one thing, not to mention having mother hold a coronation ceremony for brother Shaoqing, even if you speak a few words of praise in front of my uncle the Emperor, a certain official and a half position wouldn't be difficult."

Xie Dongqing steadied his mind and asked with hope in his eyes, "What is it? Tell me."

"I want uncle to help me take someone's life."

Naturally, it was Xie Zhangzhen.

"To be resurrected from the dead is an ominous event. Uncle, please act. The only exception to this unlucky event is the Xie Clan."

Xie Chang was full of smiles. He was no longer as dignified and generous as he was before. The coldness in his smile made him seem even more ferocious than a beauty.

"Uncle should know how to relieve mother of her worries."

Xie Zhangyi stood up. She had secretly copied a copy of the file held by the Grand Princess.

She left the scroll on Xie Donqing's table, bowed her head, and left with her maidservants.

Even though Xie Dongqing was still hesitating, she was certain that he would help her.

After all, how could the life of a mere concubine be inferior to his own son's beautiful future?

A woman hid behind the fake mountain and watched Xie Zhangyi leave.

Xie Zhangyi had never thought that his flawless plan would be heard by someone else.

The woman pursed her lips. The Xie Clan was truly bustling with noise and excitement.

This young miss of the Xie Clan was both cruel and stupid.

Interesting.

It was already the afternoon of the second day since Chu Huai Nan received the carrier pigeon. He had raised this pigeon for a long time, and at this moment, it was a bit unrecognizable.

He glanced at the words on the letter and raised his eyebrows, thinking it was time for him to go out.

Zhao He was still in a daze.

There was a book in front of her. The Spring Festival was approaching, but she could not read a single word of it.

There was still a hint of red on her face, but it was only because last night … He had a vivid and shameful dream.

The man in the dream, whose face couldn't be seen clearly, kissed her, and then … Zhao He buried his face in his arms in distress. He had lived for half his life, and this was the first time he had encountered such a thing. Could it be that she had really reached the age where she was in heat?

She was thinking if she should find Li An and get some medicine to calm her mind.

When she raised her head, she saw Li An standing in front of her with a basket on his back, looking at her with a face full of distress and a smile.

"Why, I didn't sleep well yesterday."

He didn't know which nerve this sentence touched, but Zhao He's face immediately turned red.

On the side, Chu Huai Nan held his chin as he admired his wife's beauty.

"You have a fever?"

"No …." "No." Zhao He's eyes were filled with confusion. He only reacted when he saw Li An carrying the basket. "You're going out?"