Chapter 119 Bed Warmer
By the time Yu Nian finished packing, half an hour had passed.
The candlelight in the bedroom was still burning brightly, and Chunyu Han sat at the round table, reading a book.
Yu Nian had to admit that Chunyu Han was really good-looking. The warm candlelight reflected on his charming and handsome profile, adding a touch of warmth.
Her skin was fair and cool-toned, her neck long and slender, especially her collarbone, which was delicate and...
Wait a moment!
Why is Chunyu Han showing his collarbone?! When did he change into his sleeping clothes?!
Could it be... that he's really addicted to sleeping?
Yesterday was one thing, but Yu Nian didn't want to suffer while she was sober.
Yu Nian sat opposite Chunyu Han and placed the key on the table.
Yu Nianxiang's cheeks were rosy after her bath, and her eyes were sparkling, as if they held a pool of autumn water.
"This is the key to my warehouse. The one-third of the disaster relief funds you requested are in my dowry."
Chunyu Han raised his eyelids slightly, a hint of languor in his deep eyes.
"Your father is quite generous to you."
No wonder Chunyu Han sent people to search secretly but couldn't find the disaster relief funds; it turned out the money was hidden right under his nose.
If Chunyu Han had known this would happen, she should have taken this opportunity to have Yu Nian do something else for her.
"hehe……"
Yu Nian chuckled twice, feeling that Chunyu Han was subtly criticizing her.
But actually, she had the same thought when she first found out where the money was.
Silence fell over the room. Just as Yu Nian was thinking about how to invite Chunyu Han back to his Honeysuckle Pavilion, Chunyu Han slowly and deliberately spoke.
"Go lie down on the bed."
Yu Nian was taken aback. The last time someone had spoken to her so bluntly was when she went to the hospital for an electrocardiogram.
Before the marriage, Yu Nian always thought Chunyu Han was a pure and abstinent eunuch. Could it be that he was just acting?
"Husband, I'm not sleepy yet."
Putting aside what Chunyu Han was up to, Yu Nian was still preoccupied with something and had no desire to sleep.
Chunyu Han turned the pages of the book with his slender fingers, his voice clear and cold.
"Don't you want to listen?"
The warning in his tone made Yu Nian shrink back; this jerk was always threatening people.
"How could that be? I wasn't sleepy just now, but I'm getting sleepy just talking."
Yu Nian stood up, took a deep breath in Chunyu Han's direction, extinguished the candle on the table, and walked towards the bed.
"I can't sleep if there's light."
Hmph, if you insist on making me sleep, then you can stop watching.
Chunyu Han didn't speak. The lights had been on all night, but he hadn't seen Yu Nian open her eyes.
Never mind, I'll deal with her later.
Yu Nian was tucked under the covers when she heard the door close. She let out a soft "hmm," somewhat surprised.
Chunyu Han left so readily? ...Well, that's fine too. He's so diligent and eager to learn, so let him go back to the Honeysuckle Pavilion and continue burning the midnight oil.
Chunyu Han left the palace, summoned Canghai, and handed him Yu Nian's bunch of keys.
"Put that money back into the disaster relief funds, and do things more cleanly."
Canghai bowed and replied, "Since you took power, Your Excellency has always secretly protected the country. Apart from my few secret guards, no one else knows about it."
Everyone feared Chunyu Han, saying he was violent and ruthless, but Canghai knew that Chunyu Han had never wrongly killed anyone; even if his methods were cruel, the victims deserved it.
"By the way, sir, there's been progress on that matter. All the records and documents from back then concerning General Han's mansion are stored in the Tianlu Pavilion, which is under the Hanlin Academy."
Chunyu Han narrowed his phoenix eyes, and a sudden chill rose in his gaze.
After searching for so long, it turns out it was hidden in Tianlu Pavilion...
Yu Nian was lying in bed, racking her brains for a solution, when a gust of cold wind came in from the doorway, making her wrap herself tighter in the blanket.
The scent of agarwood, carrying a chill, drew near. Yu Nian shuddered. Why was Chunyu Han back again?
"I know you're not asleep, get up."
Chunyu Han's voice rang out above Yu Nian's head. Yu Nian was already in a bad mood, and hearing Chunyu Han's words suddenly ignited a surge of anger in his heart.
Is this person crazy, especially at night? You're the one who tells me to lie down, and you're the one who tells me to get up!
Does he really think she has no temper?
If it weren't for the fact that her life was tied to Chunyu Han, Yu Nian really wouldn't bother with him.
"Is there anything else, my husband?"
Yu Nian cursed under her breath, but still squinted and got out of bed.
"fine."
After Yu Nian stood up, Chunyu Han lifted the blanket and naturally lay down in Yu Nian's spot.
Yes, just as he thought, it's really heartwarming.
Yu Nian: ...
Good heavens, Chunyu Han asked her to come up here so he could warm her bed? Can't you even be a human being?!
Moreover, Chunyu Han was lying in the middle of the bed, showing no intention of leaving any room for Yu Nian.
"My lord, may I ask where I shall sleep?"
The autumn night was chilly, and Yu Nian, wearing only a thin blouse, hugged her shoulders to keep warm.
Chunyu Han turned over and closed his eyes as he spoke.
"This bed is too small, you can sleep on the couch outside."
The bed is too small? Why didn't you complain about it being too small last night?
Why should she sleep outside? If anyone should sleep, it should be Chunyu Han!
Yu Nian lifted the covers and crawled inside, stubbornly burrowing deeper into the blankets and pulling most of them over herself.
“I’m not a good sleeper and can’t sleep anywhere else. If you think it’s too cramped, Honeysuckle Pavilion is a better place.”
The delicate fragrance of gardenias filled the air, permeating the space between the beds.
The warmth that belonged to Yu Nian emanated from my back, and it was somewhat scorching.
His dark phoenix eyes were as deep as ink. He had given her a chance to leave, but she had barged in on her own.
Chunyu Han rolled over, his strong arms pulling the petite woman into his embrace. His fingertips moved to Yu Nian's neck, feeling for her throbbing pulse.
Yu Nian's body shrank reflexively as warm breath sprayed against her ear.
"Don't move, or you won't see the sun tomorrow."
As he spoke, Chunyu Han pressed his fingertips on Yu Nian's artery.
He enjoyed tormenting Yu Nian like this; it felt as if her vibrant life was completely under his control.
Chunyu Han's hands were as contradictory as he was; his chest was burning hot, but his fingertips were icy cold.
Every time that thin cocoon slid, it sent shivers down one's spine.
The anger in Yu Nian's heart scattered and fled the moment Chunyu Han turned around and embraced her.
She hated herself for acting out of spite and making herself suffer; this damned eunuch was completely unpredictable...
It would be strange if Yu Nian could sleep if she was being strangled like that.
My eyes were fixed on the sliver of moonlight that shone through the window and shattered on the floor.
Yu Nian began to think about how to break the trap set by Yu Jing and Lu Mingzhu.
Perhaps because Chunyu Han's hands were too cold, Yu Nian's mind was very clear at this moment.
Judging from the current situation, even if Yu Huaifeng agrees, Lu Tao definitely won't, and Yu Jing still won't be able to marry Lu Mingzhu.
Therefore, it was all in vain for Yu Jing and Yu Huaifeng to break up.
If a normal marriage is not feasible, then we must find another way.
Yu Nian brainstormed all night and finally came up with a solution at the crack of dawn, but the solution was somewhat risky.
"Hmm...maybe it can be like this..."
There's no time to lose; Yu Jing must be having a sleepless night like this.
Yu Nian nudged Chunyu Han's arm and found that he was really asleep. She gently slipped out of his arms, put on her clothes, and tiptoed out the door.
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