After hearing Lu Zhixing's words, Nie Yiyue happily skipped away.
"How long will you hold my hand?"
Lu Zhixing spoke suddenly.
The sudden reminder made Song Yushu quickly let go of his hand. He subconsciously wanted to kneel down and apologize, but he accidentally pulled the wound and fell forward.
"careful!"
Lu Zhixing and Twelve attacked at the same time, but Lu Zhixing was one step faster. He hugged Song Yushu and glanced at Twelve.
Twelve lowered his head and took a step back.
"Do you know you're injured?" Lu Zhixing angrily shouted at Song Yushu. "You're a popular figure in my eyes, so why do you kneel down so often? Are you trying not to let others see?"
In the past, Song Yushu would kneel down at every turn, but Lu Zhixing had never reacted so strongly. He didn't know if the poison in his eyes had flared up again, causing him to be so moody.
Song Yushu didn't dare to refute, so he had to bow his head and admit his mistake, "I know I was wrong, and I will never make the same mistake again."
The little liar in his arms was so light that he didn't even weigh two ounces of meat. Lu Zhixing let go of his hand and knocked on the table, "You eat this table."
Then he sat aside with his feet up and stared.
Finally, Song Yushu ate until he was about to vomit, and he finally relented, "Go back and dress up properly. I'm going out, and I don't want anyone looking this haggard around me."
Not knowing whether he could see it or not, Song Yushu glanced at Lu Zhixing in confusion, but he noticed it sharply and opened his mouth slightly.
Song Yushu was immediately scared away. Lu Zhixing was currently in a moody state, so it was better for him not to provoke him.
Although she had to dress up, Song Yushu was not the type of person who liked fancy things, so she just changed into clean clothes and waited at the door when the time came.
It was Twelve who got her a fox fur cloak, which made her look more noble.
Lu Zhixing looked at Song Yushu from afar, who was waiting obediently at the door with only her little head sticking out. He nodded with satisfaction. When he saw a gust of wind blowing over, she shrank her neck and immediately became unhappy again.
"Why are you standing at the door like this? Aren't you going to get in the carriage?" Lu Zhixing raised his chin and motioned Song Yushu to get in the carriage.
Song Yushu did not move. She bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness, please get in the carriage first."
She was someone whom even the old maids in the Queen's palace could not find fault with. She would not be found fault with in front of a busy doorway.
Lu Zhixing realized this and quickly got into the carriage, lowering his voice and shouting, "Why don't you hurry in?"
"Yes, Your Highness, I'm late and have kept You waiting for a long time." However, it was not Song Yushu who responded to Lu Zhixing, but Nie Yiyue. She went back and changed into a gorgeous fiery red dress.
It looked good, but it was also cold. Song Yushu shrank his neck and avoided Nie Yiyue's push.
"Why don't you help me get on the carriage?" Nie Yiyue turned around and glanced at Song Yushu. She came from the modern era and didn't want to be treated like a servant. Helping her was the best way to treat a servant.
Song Yushu was injured, and now, apart from bowing to Lu Zhixing, she didn't want to please anyone else. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, "I am injured and it is not convenient for me to serve Miss Nie. Please get on the carriage by yourself."
"Then how can this lady get on this carriage..." Nie Yiyue looked at the little eunuch with dissatisfaction. When she was about to say something else, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted.
It turned out that Lu Zhixing couldn't wait for Song Yushu to get on the carriage, so he leaned out. After seeing Nie Yiyue, he tilted his head slightly towards Liu Bai.
Nie Yiyue was very happy when Lu Zhixing suddenly appeared. She thought that Lu Zhixing wanted Liu Bai to help her get on the carriage. Before she had time to thank Liu Bai, Liu Bai ordered his men to carry her to a small carriage at the back.
Song Yushu was also confused by this sudden scene, and she looked at Lu Zhixing stupidly.
She was dazed, as if the extreme cold had frozen her intelligence. Lu Zhixing was both angry and amused. He extended his hand and asked, "Do you want me to invite you into the carriage?"
"No, no." Song Yushu put his hand on Lu Zhixing's hand, wrapped his big and strong hand around her small hand, and immediately pulled her onto the carriage.
After Song Yushu had straightened her cloak, which had been messed up getting on the carriage, Lu Zhixing finally looked at her cheerfully, his hands clasped together, and said, "I heard the Winter Festival is quite lively. Please take a good look at it for me."
"Your Highness, you can't see again? Let me give you..." When Song Yushu heard Lu Zhixing say this, he thought his eye disease had relapsed. He hurried to check Lu Zhixing's eyes, but he didn't expect the carriage to shake and lean forward.
Lu Zhixing avoided Song Yushu's wound and held him steadily, their faces only a finger's distance apart.
Only then did Song Yushu realize that Lu Zhixing's eyes were amber in color, with a slight layer of mist on them, casting a mysterious veil over those beautiful eyes.
Song Yushu, who was staring at Lu Zhixing's eyes, didn't notice that Lu Zhixing moved his Adam's apple.
From being suspicious of Song Yushu in the beginning, to trusting his subordinates in the middle, and then to complete trust in him later, after what happened in the Northern Border, he was almost certain that everyone would give up on him for various reasons, except Song Yushu.
Lu Zhixing stared at Song Yushu, his voice low and husky, as if a feather brushed across Song Yushu's heart, making him feel numb and tingling. "You are becoming more and more bold. How long are you going to stare at me?"
"Your Highness, please forgive me." Song Yushu sat up in panic, and accidentally pulled the wound again, causing her to grimace in pain.
A normal person who suffered such an injury would need to rest for ten days or half a month and would not even be able to get out of bed. But she was different. Relying on her acupuncture skills, she jumped around everywhere after a day without caring about her body at all.
"Can you please pay attention?" Lu Zhixing said with disdain, but he took two cushions in his hands and placed them behind Song Yushu.
Song Yushu dealt with Lu Zhixing's mood swings with a silly smile, not daring to speak.
The gorgeous carriage in front was warm, but the small carriage at the back was leaking air everywhere. Nie Yiyue was so cold that her teeth were chattering. Her maid could only open her cloak to block the wind for her.
"Miss, is the prince really interested in you?" The little maid looked at her master in confusion.
If it was really intentional, why would he let his young lady suffer like this?
Nie Yiyue shuddered and hugged herself tightly. "The prince will marry me as his princess sooner or later. Look at the other young ladies from the noble families in the city who are trying to please the prince. Does the prince pay any attention to them?"
I am the only one who can enter the place where King Jing lives, which makes people so envious!
King Jing has always been so cold and ruthless, who doesn't know that? Now, even the slightest difference towards him makes people envious. As a time traveler, Nie Yiyue snorted with pride.
"Prince Jing will fall deeply in love with me sooner or later, you don't understand!"
The maid looked at her mistress's determined expression and felt very confused, wondering why her mistress was so sure.
"It's so cold, stop talking nonsense and block the wind for me!" Nie Yiyue was so cold that she wore a thinner piece of clothing to match Lu Zhixing's outfit.
"Yes, Miss!"
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