It was a new day again. When Chu Yanyan woke up, there was no one next to him. He reached out and touched something, but it was ice cold.
He continued to curl up in the quilt and lay in bed for a while before getting up slowly.
After Chu Yanyan finished his porridge, he looked at the maid standing beside him and asked, "Prince, do you have anything to tell me?"
The maidservant said softly, "Nothing. His Highness asked me to tell you that you can do anything except leave the East Palace."
"Oh." Chu Yanyan responded.
Then today's time is at his disposal.
Chu Yanyan thought about this and had her own plan in mind.
It didn't snow today, but there were a lot of snow piled on the ground, and the servants were cleaning up the snow piles on the roadside.
Since Chu Yanyan couldn't get in touch with Feng Qingwu, she found something to do to relieve her boredom and stayed in the house reading books and learning the language of this world.
Xiao Qi can occasionally give guidance when someone doesn’t understand, but most of the time Chu Yanyan has to figure it out on her own.
After studying in the previous dimensions, Chu Yanyan's learning ability has been constantly improving.
Chu Yanyan used the magic power provided by the system to treat Feng Qingwu, and he also secretly condensed the spiritual energy outside and absorbed it to transform it into his own spiritual power.
Although there is a little spiritual energy here, every bit counts.
Chu Yanyan sat in the pavilion with a fire beside her and smoke rising from the teapot.
He was lying on a reclining chair, covered with a blanket, with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping. In fact, if someone could see spiritual energy, they would find that a lot of spiritual energy was slowly gathering around Chu Yanyan, forming a white transparent circle, which was slowly absorbed into Chu Yanyan's body.
Before he could absorb it for long, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps.
"Mr. Chu, His Highness is looking for you."
After Feng Qingwu finished his own work, the rage in his body surged up again. He restrained himself for a while, but the poison turned out to be more uncomfortable than he had imagined.
He suppressed the violence in his heart and asked his servants to call Chu Yanyan over.
I sat on a chair, holding a cup, clenching it tightly and letting it hang on the table.
After he crushed the cup, bright red blood flowed out of the wound, but the person involved had no consciousness.
"Prince." After Chu Yanyan received the message, he hurriedly ran from the pavilion to where Feng Qingwu was currently.
After Chu Yanyan walked in, the servant who was guarding the door closed the door with great tact and left in a casual manner.
Chu Yanyan came in, looked around, and saw a tall figure in a purple robe, so he walked towards him.
Feng Qingwu also stood up the moment he heard Chu Yanyan's voice.
Chu Yanyan saw the murderous look on Feng Qingwu's face. He was stunned for a moment, then he skillfully grasped Feng Qingwu's hand and asked gently, "How are you?"
As soon as Chu Yanyan touched Feng Qingwu's arm, the man immediately hugged him in his arms and lowered his head to carefully smell the scent on the young man's body.
Feng Qingwu said in a low voice, "It smells so good."
"Eh, eh, eh, it smells so good?" What kind of fetish is this Feng Qingwu has? Chu Yanyan was stunned and let Feng Qingwu touch her.
Feng Qingwu took a deep breath, picked up Chu Yanyan, put him on a chair, then leaned over and kissed the young man's lips.
Chu Yanyan put his arm around Feng Qingwu's shoulders and took the initiative to respond.
The wind is cold outside, but it is spring-like inside the house. The two people lying on the bed are affectionate and the warmth in the house is even higher.
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