He just wanted to hold her, stay with her, and walk into her heart little by little through his actions.

As long as she didn't nod, he wouldn't touch her.

Even if she frowned or pursed her lips, he would respect her completely.

At this moment, the man was gentle, patient, and had a very good temper, like the tip of a melted iceberg, and all his warmth was given only to Qin Ye.

In the dim room, two people slept on one bed, which seemed a bit crowded.

Their bodies were very close to each other, pressed tightly together. His hands fell on her waist, and she felt a little restrained and didn't know where to put her hands.

Warm breath sprayed on each other's face.

Warm iron...

Suddenly, Qin Ye felt hot, his cheeks were burning hot, as if he was steamed, and he turned over uncomfortably:

"I...I usually like to sleep on my left side at night..."

She quickly turned her back to the man, pulled down the quilt, and put her face outside the quilt to cool down in the cool air.

Why is she stuttering?

At this moment, even she herself did not notice her nervousness.

But, the next second, the man's body came up and hugged her from behind.

This posture is closer!

Two long arms completely embraced her petite body, and she nestled in the man's arms, so small that she was adorable.

His chest was pressed tightly against her back, with almost no gap; his chin rested lightly on her head, and he said in a deep voice:

"Go to sleep."

The man's cool breath filled her nostrils and filled all her thoughts.

Cool, nice smell, unique...

Qin Ye is an independent person. He never had a boyfriend in his previous life and is not used to sleeping with others.

At first, she was tense and not used to it.

But as I breathed in that cool smell, breathing and breathing, I didn't know what I was thinking about. I thought about this and that, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

She slept particularly soundly and peacefully that night.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already noon!

Qin Ye immediately sat up, looking a little flustered. How could she sleep so soundly? The outside of the bed was cold, and the man seemed to have left for a long time.

He subconsciously reached for his sleeve and pulled out a dark brown brocade bag.

Still here!

Yesterday, in the valley, before Yu Juezi died, in addition to saying those meaningful words to her, he also stuffed this treasure bag into her hands.

He repeatedly warned and instructed that it must not be opened unless absolutely necessary.

What exactly did Yu Juezi want to tell her?

What is his secret?

Why did he say that her roots were not in the Qin family, and why did he ask him to stay away from the royal family?

What is in this treasure bag?

Too many questions surrounded Qin Ye. She grabbed the strap of the brocade bag and tried to tear it apart, but her movements froze again...

Hesitate again and again.

Finally, she put the brocade bag back into her sleeve, let go of the thought, lifted the quilt, and put on her embroidered shoes.

When he opened the door, he saw the master and servant in the courtyard.

The cold wind is reporting the news:

"Master, we have found out that the assassins who followed you out of the valley yesterday and wanted to assassinate Yu Juezi were..."

Qin Ye was some distance away and did not hear clearly the conversation between the master and servant.

She saw that after Han Feng finished speaking, Zong Zhengchen nodded with satisfaction, then raised his right hand and gave Han Feng the middle finger.

Han Feng: "Master, what does this gesture mean?"

"You did a great job on this matter. You are worthy of my cultivation for many years."

Qin Ye: “…”