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Tuoba Fei raised his eyes and stared at Zhong Ao Shuang. Just what kind of intentions did Zhong Ao Shuang have? What intentions did she have towards Yue Chan? To him and Yue Chan, it was extremely important.

He understood that Zhong Ao Shuang had risked her life to protect Yue Chanjuan several times, and Yue Chan Juan's respect and gratitude towards Zhong Ao Shuang was extraordinary.

"Zhong Ao Shuang, why aren't you answering This King's question?"

Zhong Ao Shuang suddenly raised his eyes and met Tuoba Fei's face, which seemed to be smiling yet not smiling at all. His dark and deep eyes seemed to be able to see through him.

"This subject only wishes that the princess will be happy and safe, and is willing to do so. I hope that Your Highness can enlighten me on this matter."

"You can leave."

Tuoba Fei did not want to talk too much and asked too many questions, as he did not want to disturb Yue Chanjuan's sweet dreams.

He gently reached out his hand and placed the hair that fell on Yue Chanjuan's face behind her ear. Then, he took the fox fur coat and placed it on top of Yue Chanjuan's body.

"This official will take his leave."

Zhong Ao Shuang's voice was barely audible as he bowed and left.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting into his heart.

Looking up at the night sky, it was dark and serene without end. Only the bright moon and the countless bright stars flashed with a cold light in the sky.

Those beams of light were like blades or swords, stabbing into Zhong Ao Shuang's heart.

He already knew that it was impossible between him and her. To be able to protect her, protect her safety, and see her happy and happy was enough.

Why? Looking at her gentle face and peaceful and blissful smile, how could her heart be in such pain?

"But is it because her satisfied smile was directed at Tuoba Fei?"

She stood dumbly in the cold wind. Her heart had long ago become completely cold. Perhaps in her heart, she had never experienced him before.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, his eyebrows and eyelashes were covered in a layer of snow-white frost. Zhong Ao Shuang was still standing stupidly in the cold winter night without moving for a long time.

"Your Lordship, the night is cold, please go rest."

He gently draped the fox fur coat over Zhong Ao Shuang's body as he softly spoke, his gaze sweeping towards Yue Chan's room.

The lights had already been extinguished, and the moonlight was like ice. The clear and cold moonlight gave the winter night an even colder and more solemn atmosphere.

"Master Hou …"

A pair of soft and warm hands lightly brushed past his hand, bringing with it a feeling of warmth. His hands warmed up and Zhong Ao Frost woke up.

What entered his eyes was a pale, elegant face that was like a pear blossom. His bright, large eyes carried a little bit of understanding and pity, as well as a little bit of deep affection, as they gently looked at him.

"Thank you very much."

Zhong Ao Shuang slightly turned her head away from Zhi Tu's gaze, tightly held the furnace in her hand, and stuffed the furnace into Zhi Tu's hands before walking away.

"Master Hou, isn't it great that the Da Jin family has today's peace and happiness? In the Marquis' heart, isn't the happiness and peace of the Da Qin family very important? "

Zhong Ao Shuang's footsteps paused slightly as she cast a sidelong glance at Yue Chan Juan's room. With a bitter smile floating at the sharp corners of her lips, she said, "Yes, the happiness and safety of the Da Wei family is the most important."

He walked away. He already had someone to rely on. He had found a happy home. Perhaps the only thing he could do now was to fulfill her final wish and avenge her.

"Sigh …"

A faint sigh sounded out from behind him, but Zhong Ao Shuang's steps didn't stop and disappeared into the darkness.

He stared at the back of Zhong Ao Shuang for a long time as a bitter smile appeared on his face. The love and attention he had for her was just a hopeless outcome, because in his heart, he had never had her before.

The warmth of the furnace could not transmit to his heart, or perhaps it was so lonely. It could see him very often, just like how he could protect the princess. It was also a type of happiness and peace.

Every day, he would wake up very early. Every time he and Yue Chanjuan woke up together, the little lazy cat in his arms was in a deep state of sleep.

Thinking of the question he had asked last night and the fact that he did not receive an answer, Tuoba Fei could not help but smile dotingly. He gently pulled his arm out and placed Yue Chan on the bed, covering her with a blanket.

His body and arms were numb. He moved slightly, carefully, afraid to wake up Yue Chan.

"Tuoba Fei …"

A soft and seductive whisper made Tuoba Fei's heart tremble. He lowered his head and looked over.

Her long eyelashes trembled as a pair of arms reached out like snakes and embraced his legs.

"Is the prince leaving?"

"Chan Juan, you're awake?"

"Nope."

"Haha …"

Tuoba Fei lovingly reached out his hand to stroke the face that was already engraved in the depths of his heart, feeling her beauty.

"Your highness, you have to be careful of your body. Don't overwork yourself. There are some things that shouldn't be rushed."

"I know. Just take care of yourself."

"You haven't had a good rest in a long time. Lie down and rest for a while, the day has just come."

"Today is not the first time. I have to go earlier."

"You want Solurian Hill?"

Yue Chan lazily approached Tuoba Fei's arms and took a deep breath. She liked the smell coming off Tuoba Fei's body, so she couldn't smell enough.

"The northern border needs a scapegoat, and Solu Lianshan has never been a peaceful person."

"Hehe, you're so crafty, Tuoba Fox."

Yue Chan extended her hand into the fiery red fox fur coat. The soft and silky fur was warm and comfortable. Her other hand reached into Tuoba Fei's embrace, comparing the feel of fox fur to Tuoba Fei's skin.

"Little pony, are you comparing my skin with fox fur?"

Yue Chanjuan's hand went down, reaching all the way down …

Tuoba Fei held onto Yue Chan's hand. "You want to play with fire? The current you, can not extinguish my fire.

Yue Chanjuan giggled, her flowers were trembling, and even her hands were grabbed by Tuoba Fei, rendering her unable to move.

"Chan Juan, you've stirred up my fire. How can I extinguish it?"

A devilish smile emerged on Tuoba Fei's face as he drew out a charming arc.

"I am only responsible for lighting the fire, not putting it out. Otherwise, I have many servants here to help you put out the fire. Prince, please let them put it out for you."

"Remember what I asked you yesterday?"

"What do you mean?"

Yue Chanjuan was as lazy as a cat as she curled up in Tuoba Fei's embrace. She was still asleep, so her mind was not clear.

"Do you want to know who was the vanguard that led the troops to the north?"

"What does who has to do with me?"

"If it had nothing to do with you, I wouldn't have said that."

"Who cares who he is, hug me tight."

Yue Chan shamelessly hugged Tuoba Fei tightly to see if he would be angered by her delaying his entry into court.

"Qin Tianxiong, you won't forget this name, right?"

Iron Xiong!

Yue Chanjuan was stunned. How could it be him?

Tuoba Fei felt that Yue Chan, who was in his embrace, had frozen for a split-second.