The warmth from his body remained on the cloak. Luo Yining stopped his hand when he was about to tie the cloak for himself, then took off the cloak and gave it back to him.

"I don't want it." Her tone was light, seemingly no different from usual, but with a hint of extreme alienation.

The coldness came again, and Cheng Lang's hands stiffened slightly as he held the cloak she had returned.

She had already walked to the table, but did not refuse to eat. She was already thin, had not eaten for a long time, and the weather was so cold, she probably would not last long if she did not eat.

She opened the food box Cheng Lang had brought. Inside was a bowl of radish and chicken soup, stir-fried dried tofu and bacon, steamed egg custard, and a pile of juicy cucumbers. She wondered where Cheng Lang had found these dishes in such freezing weather. This was definitely not the capital; it was even colder than the capital.

A bowl of rice, still steaming from its peak, was piled high. Yi Ning picked up her chopsticks and began to eat. "Where is this?" she suddenly asked. "You should have taken me out of the capital, right?"

Cheng Lang walked behind her and did not insist on covering her with the cloak. Given her personality, she would definitely refuse. She might even be pushed into a corner and resist fiercely, or even look at him with hatred.

Cheng Lang felt a pang of pain in his heart. He suddenly realized he couldn't stand her indifference. He wished she was still the same gentle Yi Ning who held him on her lap and taught him to read. Any indifference or disdain from her would make him feel like a knife cutting through his heart.

"We've passed Yanmen Pass and are on our way to Ying County," Cheng Lang said as he sat beside her. "The carriage has been traveling day and night, and we were planning to reach Datong the next day. But a snowstorm hit, so we need to find a post station to rest and change horses. We'll continue our journey when the snow stops, and we'll probably reach Datong by then."

The more Luo Yining listened, the more chilled she became. They had already passed Yanmen Pass! It seemed that they were really galloping on the road, and they had to prepare to change horses along the way. It was all premeditated. She felt a tightness in her chest. She thought she had calmed down and was not so angry anymore. Cheng Lang... Cheng Lang actually betrayed her and joined Lu Jiaxue! Her careful teaching and indulgence were just this result! Cheng Lang wanted to be his lackey. What kind of friendship and morality? It turned out that the so-called help for her was just a deception!

She couldn't contain her anger, she put down her chopsticks and suddenly raised her hand, almost hitting his handsome face like beautiful jade!

He was the rarest and most handsome man she had ever met.

But did she continue to fight? What was the point of fighting? Was it to vent her anger?

Cheng Lang looked at him and laughed: "You want to hit me? Yes, after all, I said I would avenge you at the beginning, but in the blink of an eye, I betrayed you and worked for Lu Jiaxue. You should be angry."

He grabbed her hand and said, "If you want to hit me, wouldn't it be better to hit me down?" He then pulled her hand and asked her to hit me down.

Luo Yining pulled his hand back, unable to eat, his chest heaving. "Cheng Lang, for all these years I've treated you like my own son. Why are you doing this? I'm not asking for anything in return. You left me to die and held me hostage. Have I ever said a word to you? Why are you doing this? Is it fun?"

Cheng Lang squeezed her hand again, and said coldly, "You forgot that I'm a politician, the most indifferent person. I'll do anything for power, so who are you?"

He knew how hurtful these words were, but that was the way they should be. And he was indeed someone who would do anything to achieve his goals, even helping Lu Jiaxue. He hadn't lied to her.

Luo Yining waved his hand away, not wanting to see him at all. She was so upset that tears came out, but she didn't cry. She closed her eyes and said, "Get out... Get out!"

She was shivering all over, not knowing if it was from the cold or anger. It was freezing cold, and even if she ran away, she couldn't go back. The more she thought about it, the more desperate she became.

"Finish your meal, the snow will stop soon." Cheng Lang picked up the cloak on the ground. In fact, it was time to set off, so he decided to wait for her to calm down.

After hearing the door close, Luo Yining sat down at the table and slowly ate. The food was already cold. It had been warm when he brought it to her earlier. Luo Yining finished a whole wristful of chicken soup, but her head was getting increasingly dizzy. She felt even more resentful. She couldn't even run away, and he had actually put something in there...

After a while, Cheng Lang opened the door and came in. The snow outside had almost stopped. Luo Yining felt drowsy again. It was better this way. He wasn't afraid of her running away. No matter how smart she was, she was still a woman, powerless. But if she did run away, the freezing cold outside would frostbite her. Cheng Lang lifted her up and carried her sideways.

Before dawn, he carried Luo Yining into the carriage.

Although it was still dark, she could see the vast expanse of snow, the roadside covered in snow. As soon as the wind and snow stopped, she started on her way again. She had to get to Datong quickly, otherwise she was really worried she wouldn't be able to hold on.

Lu Jiaxue had important matters to attend to in the capital. After all, no one but him could handle the alliance between the Oirat and the Tatars. But in a month or two at most, Lu Jiaxue would undoubtedly return to Datong as the Governor of Xuanda. Luo Yining was so resistant to him now, so what would she do if Lu Jiaxue really came?

Lu Jiaxue is not so easy to talk to.