Only when he met Xiao Yan's cold gaze did he abruptly close his gaping mouth.

Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze and lowered his voice, asking, "What is it?"

“…Oh.” Xiong Lu replied as if waking from a dream, “Miss Song from the Marquis of Jianning’s residence has come again.”

Xiao Yan's answer was concise: "I won't see you."

"yes."

Xiong Lu turned to leave, but Xiao Yan spoke again: "Have someone send over a heater."

"……yes."

The bear and deer were puzzled.

It's raining outside and the weather has turned a bit chilly, but with their physiques, when have they ever been afraid of the cold? Did the sun rise in the west today? Why are they suddenly acting so "weak"?

The bear and deer didn't understand, but they obediently did as instructed.

When the heater was brought over, Xiao Yan asked it to be placed next to Shen Qiyin.

He went upstairs and brought down a clean cloak, gently covering her with it.

The Thousand Eagle Guards who were coming and going all looked on in astonishment, unable to believe that the person who was so considerate and attentive to the woman was actually their master!

Is your lord's love star about to rise?

Xiao Yan wasn't unaware of the shocked or bewildered expressions on those people's faces, but he himself didn't think much of it.

After doing all this, he finally went behind the desk, sat down, and began to handle important matters.

The sound of water flowing outside the window.

A courtyard of autumn rain, and the cry of a wild goose.

Xiao Yan hadn't touched the files in his hands for a long time.

His gaze, which had initially glanced at Shen Qiyin occasionally out of concern that his cloak might slip off, was now completely fixed on her.

The tender affection in those eyes was direct and passionate...

When Shen Xiyin woke up, the rain outside the window had stopped.

She rested her head on her arm, blinked her sleepy eyes, and was momentarily disoriented.

She only fully woke up when Xiao Yan's clear and crisp voice came from above her head.

"woke up?"

Shen Qiyin suddenly stood up, but felt something slide off her shoulder. Looking down, she saw a black cloak.

She said that she felt a little cold while sleeping, but then suddenly felt warm.

With a slight shift of her gaze, Chen Qiyin spotted the enamel floral tripod incense burner not far away.

Without a doubt, they must all be Xiao Yan's work.

While he was thinking, the person opposite him handed him another food box, saying, "I said last time I would bring you some snacks from the imperial kitchen. Try them and see if they suit your taste."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiyin neither moved nor spoke.

Ignored, Xiao Yan showed no displeasure. Though his voice was cold, his tone was unusually gentle: "What's wrong?"

Shen Qiyin's eyes flickered slightly, as if she had made a decision. She looked directly into Xiao Yan's dark eyes without flinching and said, "I have two things I want to ask you, sir."

"Ask away." Xiao Yan seemed to have thought of something and suddenly avoided Shen Qiyin's gaze.

She didn't realize it at first.

Until a thought flashed through her mind, her gaze shifted slightly from the mask on his face to his ears, where she saw a bright red patch.

I understood it instantly.

She pursed her lips, her thick, dark eyelashes drooping slightly: "I want to know, has the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion ever lost a child?"