The horse's hooves were flying fast, the deep winter chill was biting, and the night wind slashed at his face like a knife, causing severe pain.
Although Chu Yunyao was held in Mo Lingyuan's arms, she was still shivering from the cold as she rode her horse all the way back, and her whole body was stiff.
Mo Lingyuan got off the horse, carried her off the horse, wrapped her in a cloak and carried her into the bedroom.
There is a charcoal fire inside, which is as warm as spring.
Mo Lingyuan put her on a recliner covered with fox fur, poured a cup of warm water for her to drink, and moved the charcoal basin to her side.
The warm water slid into the internal organs, dispelling the chill, and Chu Yunyao's almost frozen body was relieved.
Holding the warm cup soaked in scalding water in her palm, she seemed to be alive again, with a pair of clear and crystal eyes open, she looked at the man squatting in front of her, holding her in his arms, and smiled quietly.
Smiles are like flowers in full bloom, silent but dazzling.
"Yunyao." Mo Lingyuan sighed, seeing that her black lips from the cold had returned to blood, he stretched out his hand to hold her fingers again, and when her palm felt warm, he stood up and squeezed to her side, Sitting on the soft bed together, holding her in his arms, "Why didn't someone tell you in advance?"
It came over so suddenly, which surprised and delighted him, and caught him off guard.
The journey is long, what should I do if there is an accident on the way?
Not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. Although she misses her to the bone, how can she stay in this kind of place as a woman?
Chu Yunyao tugged at the corner of her lips, and a calm smile appeared on her face: "It's a temporary idea."
He had sent someone to communicate in advance, and he would definitely stop her from coming as usual.
Chu Yunyao changed the subject: "I brought you some winter clothes, in the carriage."
Mo Lingyuan gave a soft "hmm".
Chu Yunyao said again: "I sewed it myself."
"Huh?" Mo Lingyuan was very surprised, and the ending sound rose.
"It must be warm to wear. The liner of the clothes is stuffed with duck fluff. Many ducks get this little fluff." Seeing Mo Lingyuan was even more surprised, Chu Yunyao was about to explain briefly when she heard knocking.
Bao'er's voice sounded outside: "Miss, I made ginger tea and brought you a bowl. It's cold in the night, so you won't catch a cold and get sick."
"Come in." Mo Lingyuan immediately stood up from the chair, sat on another chair, and picked up the tongs to add silver charcoal to the charcoal basin.
Bao'er came over with ginger tea, and handed the teacup to Chu Yunyao, "Miss has been riding in the carriage for so long, she must be tired, go to rest earlier."
Chu Yunyao looked at Bao'er's radiant little face, "You go to bed early too, and I'll talk to Mr. Duan tomorrow if you have anything to say."
Bao'er's brows became more red, she nodded, took Chu Yunyao's empty teacup, and went out.
When the door of the bedroom was closed again, Chu Yunyao thought deeply, and asked: "I have proposed marriage to Mr. Duan over and over again, and Mr. Duan has been perfunctory to me again and again. Do you know why he is?"
Judging from Duan Changyu's feelings for Bao'er, it doesn't look like it's fake.
But this battle is endless, and it may be even busier in the future. It takes several months to see each other only once, and it is not impossible for the relationship to change from strong to weak.
If you really don't want to marry Bao'er, don't delay Bao'er's lifelong happiness.
Mo Lingyuan turned his eyes to look at her, his dark eyes went deep into the ancient well, without waves or waves: "He was afraid that this battle would not be over, so he would die on the battlefield. Liu Baoer was alone in this world, and was a widow at a young age. .
A woman who has not left the cabinet is like a widow. Of course, it is better for a woman who has not left the cabinet to marry a good husband. "