Chapter 101 No One Can Match

This was the first snow of this winter. Shen Yuheng felt a peace in his heart that he had never felt before. He lay flat on the couch in his pajamas, with his beloved beside him. The charcoal fire in the stove was burning brightly, making the whole house warm.

When Lu Qiaoxiao woke up, she glared at him first. "What did I say just now? In broad daylight." Shen Yuheng rubbed her head and said, "It's like being promiscuous in broad daylight. Bodhisattvas are eating meat."

Lu Qiaoxiao completely lost his temper and began to warn him softly, "Don't drive during the day anymore. I have to be on duty."

Shen Yuheng supported his head and looked at her calmly: "I'll listen to you." Anyway, it was not his decision. Besides, she didn't say she didn't like it when she shouted.

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Another half month passed. When Lu Qiaoxiao returned from her shift, she saw Shen Yuheng already waiting for her in the Prime Minister's Residence. His cold eyes flashed with joy when he saw her. "You're back? Let's go. I'll take you to see someone."

Seeing him acting mysterious and serious, Lu Qiaoxiao recalled what had happened during this period. Pingyang King Wei Wu was punished by the emperor and demoted again and again, but he had not returned to the court to apologize to the emperor.

King Ding'an Wei Yan, under the emperor's order, captured Wei Wu and brought him back to the imperial city. Wei Wu's troops in the northern border were ready to move, and the two sides were in a tense confrontation.

While driving, Lu Qiaoxiao lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out the window at the pine branches bent by the snow. Birds flapped their wings, startling the snow to the ground. A thin layer of snow also accumulated on the bluestone steps in the distance, with traces of a broom sweeping it lightly.

But the architectural style seems to be as far away as thirty miles outside the city.

The more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong, and she murmured, "This road seems to lead to Qinglong Temple."

Shen Yuheng took her hand and held it in his palm to warm it, "Madam, have you ever been to Qinglong Temple?"

Lu Qiaoxiao shook her head guiltily: "No, I just heard something about it." She remembered that in her previous life, the only temple where no one was injured or killed in the case of killing monks was the Qinglong Temple.

When the fire reached this place, the Taoist temple was empty and the monks had fled.

The carriage stopped and the two of them walked hand in hand into the temple.

Lu Qiaoxiao listened to the ancient bell sounds beside his ears, feeling as if he was in another world. After passing through the dark corridor, his eyes suddenly opened up.

The house is decorated in the style of a quadrangle courtyard, with a plaque in the main house bearing the words "Ming Jing Gao Tang". The door is open, and the room is not very bright, but a slender figure can be seen faintly.

"Senior brother, you're here." A lazy voice came from inside the house.

Following the sound, I saw an elderly woman in a fire fox coat leaning lazily on a bench, her black hair fluffy like mist.

Judging from her posture and shape, she must be a beauty.

Lu Qiaoxiao frowned subconsciously. She glanced at Shen Yuheng suspiciously, and her gaze finally fixed on the man in the room.

"Princess Mingzhu?" She had very good eyesight. She only caught the angle of the person's head and recognized her based on the half-expressive phoenix eye.

Lu Qiaoxiao subconsciously let go of her hand and walked forward: "Qiao Xiao greets Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Shen Yuheng looked at his empty palms in disbelief, feeling a little unhappy.

Wei Mingzhu's eyes moved, and a hint of intrigue appeared at the corner of her lips, "Look, look, my senior brother is even jealous of a woman." As she spoke, she helped Lu Qiaoxiao up.

Lu Qiaoxiao looked at Shen Yuheng, confused. His face was gloomy and not particularly attractive, but his ears were pink. "Senior Brother?" She suddenly realized the inappropriateness of the address. "Your Highness, you also studied under Master Qin?"

Wei Mingzhu pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Qiaoxiao in front of her had already gone to see the teacher. It can be seen that she means a lot in Shen Changjue's heart.

"Brother, are you afraid that I will bully your wife? Why do you have to come here at this critical moment?" Wei Mingzhu twisted the tea leaves, but her eyes were staring at Lu Qiaoxiao.

She had only glanced at the girl from a distance before, but had never looked at her so closely.

Her pair of bright peach blossom eyes showed a clarity and brightness that avoided the world. She looked very well-behaved and gentle. It was hard to imagine that she was the feared and iron-feared Commander Lu in the Patrol Department.

Who could possibly bully her? Shen Yuheng curled his lips and said in a cold voice, "Not really, I'm just afraid that His Highness might get emotional and bring bad things down on my wife."

Lu Qiaoxiao was still confused, but he saw Wei Mingzhu laugh out loud twice and said in a high voice: "Zi Chen, we are talking about us. Don't hide, come out."

When Lu Qiaoxiao saw the handsome man wearing a light gauze in winter, with his snow-white chest skin faintly exposed, walking towards her from behind the screen, her heart skipped a beat and her eyebrows twitched.

This is a real monster. He is the most handsome man she has ever seen in her two lifetimes.

Shen Yuheng turned his head and saw Lu Qiaoxiao's eyes wide open, his throat even rolling twice. He frowned and tapped his knuckles on the table: "Let's talk business."

Lu Qiaoxiao was gouged by the cold gaze, and dreamed of the icy gaze from the Prime Minister when he dozed off in the Imperial College classroom in his previous life. He quickly retracted his gaze.

She said to Wei Mingzhu sincerely, "Your Highness, thank you for giving me the opportunity to serve in the Patrol Department." While investigating cases and practicing martial arts with the men in the Patrol Department, she gradually discovered that women can have a broader world and should not be confined to the harem all their lives.

Her value goes far beyond intrigues with the women in the harem.

She was well aware of Wei Mingzhu's ambition and admired it very much.

She even had a vague anticipation of what a grand scene it would be to see that person wearing heavy makeup, a bright yellow robe, and fiery red lipstick, walking step by step towards the imperial throne.

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When they came out of Qinglong Temple, Lu Qiaoxiao took the initiative to hold Shen Yuheng's hand and walked down the stairs.

The man had a cold expression on his face, and his pair of glassy pupils were dimly reflected by the light of the snow, making him look cold all over.

"Do you know how to hold hands now?" He suddenly said this. Usually he was the one who took the initiative to hold her hand, but today she took the initiative to come and please him for the first time.

Lu Qiaoxiao giggled, and secretly complained to herself, wasn't it because Zi Chen was too handsome that she couldn't help but take a few more glances at him?

Unfortunately, Shen Yuheng had sharp eyes and saw everything she was looking at.

"Aheng, it's human nature to love beauty. When you were in the Imperial College, I would always look at you a few more times every time I saw you." She smiled flatteringly. Compared to the shyness and reserve in front of him before, she was now much thicker-skinned.

Shen Yuheng glanced at her sideways, pursed his lips, and held her hand with increased strength.

"That was in the past? What about now?" the man persisted.

Lu Qiaoxiao even wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy. She was worried that this person would go back and do something to her. It was cold today, and her skin was exposed outside.

At once--

It's quite cold and easy to catch a cold.

"You are the most beautiful now. No one can compare to your husband's appearance." Lu Qiaoxiao smiled sincerely, her eyes curved into two crescents.