Lan Xiyue is a modern special agent and a renowned miracle doctor with unparalleled skills in medicine and poison, known as the Ghost Hand Divine Physician. However, due to a strange old man's ...
Chapter 435: I just want to walk around and see the snowy city. Taking a car is too restrictive.
He curled his lips in satisfaction, and gently brushed her eyebrows with his fingertips. His tone was filled with unquestionable certainty and undisguised admiration: "My Yue'er, you are so beautiful. Others are just ordinary women."
These words were domineering and affectionate, and Chuchun and Chuxia blushed and quickly lowered their heads.
Lan Xiyue's cheeks flushed slightly as she glared at him, "When did Your Highness learn to be so smooth-talking?" Despite saying this, her eyes couldn't help but linger in the mirror. The shape of her eyebrows was truly excellent, even more delicate and graceful than the ones she usually drew herself.
Mo Liyuan stepped back a few steps and sat on a rosewood armchair beside him. He was in a relaxed posture, but his eyes were always on Lan Xiyue. It was as if he was guarding a rare treasure that belonged only to him.
After finishing her makeup, Lan Xiyue stood up.
Chuchun put on that luxurious scarlet brocade cloak for her. The snow-white hairs surrounded her small chin, making her face look like a lotus and her eyes like autumn water.
The warmth of crimson and the purity of snow-white intertwined on her body, forming a breathtaking beauty. However, her cold temperament suppressed the beauty, making her appear somewhat noble and aloof.
An undisguised look of amazement flashed across Mo Liyuan's eyes. He stood up and walked in front of her, personally tying the silk ribbon of her cloak with delicate and gentle movements.
After tying it, he did not let go immediately, but took her slightly cold hand and wrapped it in his warm palm.
"Last night..." Mo Liyuan's low voice sounded in Lan Xiyue's ears, "Did you sleep well?" His eyes fell on her slightly swollen lips, and his eyes darkened.
Lan Xiyue recalled the intense debt collection in the morning, and her ears started to burn again. She pulled her hand back unhappily, "Thanks to the prince, I slept very well! It was just a little hard to wake up."
Mo Liyuan chuckled softly, his chest vibrating.
Instead of getting angry, he reached out again, this time directly around her waist and hugged her tighter in his arms.
He rested his chin on the top of her head, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her hair, and said in a voice filled with satisfaction: "Well, this king has also been 'hard'. However, it is a joy to endure."
Lan Xiyue glanced at Mo Liyuan in annoyance, her eyes showing three parts of slight anger and seven parts of helplessness, and a hint of cuteness in her eyes.
She then turned to Chuchun and Chuxia, only to see that the two girls were already blushing with shame, their heads almost buried in their chests, wishing they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
"What are you still standing there for? Go prepare breakfast." There was a barely perceptible smile in Lan Xiyue's voice.
Chuchun and Chuxia responded crisply, "Yes, Princess!" as if they had been pardoned, and almost trotted out while holding up their skirts.
The prince and princess were so intimate with each other without paying any attention to others. How could these unmarried maids bear it? They felt their faces burning and their hearts pounding. They were afraid that they would faint from shame if they stayed any longer.
Soon, two maids came back with steaming food boxes.
Exquisite porcelain plates and bowls were laid out one by one on the rosewood round table, and the porridge, snacks and side dishes exuded an enticing aroma.
The two of them quickly arranged the dishes, then quickly retreated out the door with their eyes lowered, leaving the space for their master.
Mo Liyuan accompanied Lan Xiyue, and the two of them finished their breakfast quietly amid the lingering aroma of food.
Just as he put down his chopsticks, Tianyi's clever face peeked out from the outer door again, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Lan Xiyue put down the teacup in her hand, raised her eyes to look at Mo Liyuan, her eyes gentle: "Go, business is important." The new emperor had just ascended the throne, and she knew that he was very busy with government affairs.
Mo Liyuan's deep eyes reflected her figure. He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead. The warmth of his lips was palpable. "Okay, I'll try to come back as soon as possible to be with you."
Lan Xiyue nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her lips.
Mo Liyuan then stood up, his tall figure turned around with a hint of reluctance, lifted the curtain and left.
After the prince's figure disappeared outside the door, Chuchun and Chuxia came in quietly to clean up the cups and dishes.
The two of them moved quickly and tidy up the table.
When he looked up, he saw the princess leaning on the couch by the window, her eyes fixed on the snowflakes flying outside. There was a barely perceptible trance in her expression, as if she was immersed in her own thoughts.
Seeing this, Chuchun stepped forward and said in a very gentle voice, "Princess, you've been bored in the house for a long time. Do you want to go out for a walk to relax?"
Lan Xiyue's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this. She came back to her senses, a trace of fatigue on her brow: "Okay, let's go out and get some fresh air. Staying in the room like this all the time is making my bones feel weak. Even if I'm not sick, I'd rather get out of this."
Chu Xia on the side quickly responded: "I'll go get the cloak!" Before she finished speaking, she turned around and walked quickly behind the screen in the inner room.
Soon, she came back with a thick and soft silver fox fur cloak, and carefully put it on Lan Xiyue. She carefully tied the straps in front of the neck into a sturdy Ruyi buckle, and tucked the edges carefully to ensure that not a trace of cold air could get in.
The master and his two servants left the house.
When the butler saw the princess coming out, he immediately put on a respectful smile and bowed deeply: "Princess, are you going out? I will have the carriage prepared right away."
Lan Xiyue waved her hand, and a piece of her white wrist slipped off her sleeve: "Don't bother, I'll just take a walk and relax."
The housekeeper was obviously a little surprised and was stunned for a moment. Seeing the princess's insistence, he said no more and just bowed and said, "Yes, princess, please walk slowly and be careful of the slippery road."
The heavy vermilion lacquered gate of the palace closed behind him.
As soon as I stepped onto the bluestone street outside the mansion, a sharp and refreshing cold air mixed with fine snow foam hit me in the face.
The sky was gray, and fine snowflakes were falling silently like catkins, creating a quiet silver-white scene between heaven and earth.
Chuchun immediately opened the oil-paper umbrella she carried with her and held it steadily over Lan Xiyue's head to shield her from the falling snow.
Chuchun looked at the snow that crunched under her feet and asked in confusion, "Princess, it's freezing cold, why don't you take a carriage?"
Lan Xiyue took a deep breath of the crisp air, as if to clear away all the depression in her chest. She shook her head and cast her gaze towards the long, lightly snow-covered street. "It's fine. I just want to take a leisurely walk and see the snowy scenery. Riding in a car would be too restrictive."
After hearing this, Chuchun said no more and just held the umbrella more steadily.
The master and his two servants walked slowly along the street. Although it was snowing, there were still many vendors on both sides of the street. White steam was rising from the hot breakfast shops, and the peddlers' shoulders were filled with a dazzling array of small items, mixed with the constant shouting of "Freshly roasted chestnuts from the pan!" "Hot wontons...", which dispelled the bleakness of winter and made the street seem lively and full of vitality.
As they were walking, the sharp-eyed Chu Xia suddenly let out a soft "Huh!", tugged at Lan Xiyue's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Princess, look at the door of the jade shop across the way...isn't that Miss Yun coming out?"