The guard at the door looked at Yanran, the top courtesan of the Wuxiu Pavilion, who was famous throughout Xiliang for her dance, and sighed silently.

Now there is a beautiful young woman named Yanran. On the day of her wedding at the end of the month, I wonder how many unmarried girls in Xiliang will be heartbroken.

The moon is embedded in the dark night sky, and occasionally the stars twinkle in the dim light. Their light, sometimes big and sometimes small, makes a sound, unwilling for people to only notice the large moon and ignore them.

The Xie residence should have been shrouded in darkness late at night, with only the servants carrying hexagonal lanterns walking ahead able to see the path ahead.

In preparation for the wedding to be held at the end of the month, the wedding of the young master who holds a central position in the Xie family and even the entire Xiliang, the entire Xie mansion has hung red lanterns in every corner in advance, filling every place with a festive atmosphere.

These days, many servants who are not entirely satisfied with their future crown princess find things much easier when they are busy at night because of these high-hanging red lanterns. They think to themselves, "She is the girl our crown prince likes after all. It's good for us servants to support her."

Shu Yun turned her gaze away from the red lanterns that symbolized good fortune. In a rare moment of kindness, she went over and offered a hand warmer, only to have it slapped away.

She hadn't expected that in such cold weather, the girl, already so frozen, would still have the guts to refuse the warm hand warmer, and to refuse so firmly.

She was still angry when her hand warmer was rudely slapped away, but as a goddess, the difference in strength between her and a mortal girl was too great, so she couldn't retaliate.

I had no choice but to refrain from using my hands and instead try to reason with people. I forgot to pull my hands back into my cloak in time, and in just a few short minutes, my hands became icy cold from the wind.

Xie Fu warmed her hands with his own, then led her forward in silence, seemingly in a bad mood.

Shu Yun glanced at his profile several times, but he didn't show any expression. Although he was expressionless, he seemed to have no desire to talk.

As the two walked the long road little by little, they were almost at the door of the house when Shu Yun looked up again.

This time, we happened to run into his line of sight.

His eyes were dark and deep, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Xie Fu looked down at her, his voice a little hoarse, "What are you looking at?"

Shu Yun knew what was bothering him again. She thought for a moment and said to him, "Next time I go out, I'll take two hand warmers with me. If I lose one, I'll have a spare."

So she thought he still cared about the hand warmer?

Xie Fu took the hot water bottle that his subordinate had just prepared and placed it in her hand, asking casually, "Didn't you sleep well? Why did you wake up again in the middle of the night?"

"Yes," Shu Yun said truthfully, "I wasn't feeling well, so I thought I'd go for a walk."

Xie Fu lifted the thickly sewn windproof curtain, and warm air rushed onto their faces. It was as if the weather inside and outside the house were two completely different things.

As soon as Shu Yun entered the room, the cold wind outside made her feel much better, and she picked up a cotton chair and sat down lazily.

Seeing her like this, Xie Fu raised an eyebrow slightly, "You're so afraid of the cold, yet you still go out."

Shu Yun: "I was lying down for so long that I got tired, so I went out for a stroll."

After wandering around for a while, I arrived at the entrance of the Xie residence and met the people who had been waiting outside.

Xie Fu sat next to her, his head tilted back slightly, leaning against the back of the chair, looking slightly tired.

He must be tired after dealing with government affairs in his study until now.

Shu Yun tilted her head and asked, "Have you finished dealing with your official business?"

Xie Fu responded softly.

In his previous life, Jiang Yan also became emperor, the emperor of a unified country after a period of chaos, with a wider and more extensive territory, requiring him to handle even more matters.

Shu Yun recalled what he had seen in the illusion: Jiang Yan's desk was piled high with memorials, waiting for him to read them one by one.

At that time, she was in a dream world, and what she saw was just a fragment of memory projected by the dream world. At that time, she saw Jiang Yan, who was tall and elegant, with his eyes lowered, reading through documents one by one with a pen dipped in cinnabar, without stopping, as if he would never get tired.

Xie Fu's face showed signs of fatigue, as if to make up for the tired look Jiang Yan hadn't seen while Shu Yun was away.

She stood up with a pained expression, walked over and stood in front of Xie Fu, reaching out to touch his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

Xie Fu looked at the worry in her eyes, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he raised his hand to grasp the hand that was groping his face.

He squeezed her palm; after he had kept it warm for so long on the way here, and with all the charcoal braziers burning in the house, her hands finally warmed up.

He appreciated her concern, and a smile appeared in his beautiful dark eyes as he said, "I'm fine."

Shu Yun frowned. "Now that all those political matters have been dealt with, go and rest."

Xie Fu stretched out his long arm, put his arm around her lower back, pulled her into his embrace, and smiled somewhat frivolously, "Are you inviting me?"

"What?"

Shu Yun didn't react.

Xie Fu lowered his head and whispered in her ear again, "Didn't you tell me to go and rest? Then you have to come with me."

Shu Yun was stunned for two seconds. After Xie Fu's words had been swirling in her mind for a while, she finally realized what Xie Fu meant.

His warm breath brushed against her ear, and Xie Fu got his wish when the tips of her snow-white ears turned crimson.

Originally, due to the dissipation of divine power, coupled with the fact that the injuries she had suffered in the far north of the Demon Realm had not fully healed, Shu Yun's health had not been very good, and she was somewhat sensitive to cold.

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