Chapter 11 Brother-in-law, I'm so cold
The corridor was pitch black and freezing cold. Qiao Wanyan's hands and feet were cold as she walked towards the stairs in the faint light.
She walked slowly, and couldn't see the stairs clearly, so she could only grope her way down step by step.
When he was halfway up the stairs and about to reach the first floor, his footing suddenly lost stability and he fell forward.
Qiao Wanyan took a breath of cold air, and just as she was about to make close contact with the ground, someone caught her steadily. In an instant, she was held and placed on the ground on the first floor.
Qiao Wanyan was startled, covering her chest with a look of fear and alertness on her face, and she hid behind him. Only when she retreated to the wall did she ask in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
No one answered, only the sound of footsteps leaving and coming back. Jingyuan lit the candle with a tinder, and the faint warm yellow light illuminated a corner.
"Brother-in-law?" Qiao Wanyan's frightened expression instantly disappeared a little, and a hint of timidity and fear appeared on her fair and bright face.
He Zhiyu was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"
Qiao Wanyan: Why am I here? Nonsense, of course I knew you would be here at this time, otherwise I am sick and torturing myself?
Qiao Wanyan said softly: "The charcoal fire in the room has gone out, and I want to find Ziyuan to help me light the charcoal fire. She seems to live on the first floor, but I don't know which room she lives in. I..."
She lowered her head slightly and looked at him, looking as pitiful as a delicate flower and a willow in the wind. She was wearing very thin clothes and her body was trembling slightly at the moment, which made me feel even more pitiful.
Qiao Wanyan said timidly, "Brother-in-law, I'm so cold."
He Zhiyu only felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and his hands unconsciously took off his cloak and put it on her, and carefully tied the belt.
"I'll take you back and help you light the charcoal fire."
Qiao Wanyan complained a little, "The boudoirs at home all have floor heating, and the inns I stayed in before also had floor heating or wall heating. This time I was inconsiderate and didn't add more charcoal before going to bed. Now I have to trouble my brother-in-law. I am really ignorant."
He Zhiyu said in a gentle tone, "This is not your fault. You have always lived a life of luxury, and this is not something you should be thinking about."
He took the candle from Jingyuan's hand to light the way under his feet, and walked upstairs side by side with Qiao Wanyan.
"A house without floor heating will be a bit cold even with a charcoal fire. You can go to the third floor and live with your elder sister. You can make do with it tonight. I will definitely find you a better room next time."
Qiao Wanyan declined, "It's so late, my elder sister has already gone to bed, I don't want to disturb her. Brother-in-law, it's okay, please help me light the charcoal fire."
He Zhiyu paused and said, "Then you can stay in my room."
Qiao Wanyan quickly shook her head, "How can this be possible? How can my brother-in-law, who is of noble status, live in my room? It's really okay. I'm already very grateful that my brother-in-law helped me light the charcoal fire."
"It's okay. I'm a man, and it's okay to make do with it when I'm out."
Qiao Wanyan lowered her head, pursed her lips, and smiled softly, "Brother-in-law is so nice."
He Zhiyu looked at her profile, and under the candlelight he could still see that her skin was in excellent condition. Her white and tender cheeks were like blooming peach blossoms, as if water could be squeezed out of them.
The two shallow dimples are as sweet as candied fruit. As she walks, a faint fragrance wafts from her hair, and a rich and subtle aroma penetrates into her nose.
He Zhiyu withdrew his gaze. Wanyan was a good girl, and he would definitely find the best marriage for her in the future.
The room with floor heating was as warm as spring, and Qiao Wanyan had a good sleep. The next day, she woke up to a knock on the door.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, put on her cloak, got up from the bed in a daze, and opened the door.
Outside the door, Qiao Yihuan saw the eyes of the person who opened the door wide open. Without waiting for someone to speak, she stepped inside and found that there was no one else inside. She still couldn't believe why she was here.
"Wanyan, why are you here?"
What on earth happened last night?
Why is she still wearing His Highness's cloak?
Qiao Wanyan tucked her hair in and said, "My brother-in-law asked me to come here. My sister woke me up and I have a headache now. If you are curious, you can ask my brother-in-law."
After saying that, he pushed her out.
Qiao Yihuan frowned, his chest rising and falling slightly, and turned around and trotted towards the room on the second floor. He knocked violently on the door, and as expected, it was He Zhiyu who opened the door.
"Yihuan? Why are you here so early? Are you here to look for Wanyan?"
Wanyan? It sounds so friendly.
In the past, he always called Qiao Wanyan the second daughter of the Qiao family.
"Why is your highness here?!"
He Zhiyu felt a little strange when listening to her slightly questioning tone. Is Yihuan jealous?
"Yihuan, please listen to my explanation."
He Zhiyu explained the whole story of last night in detail, but Qiao Yihuan still felt a little uncomfortable. "Then let her live with me. Why do we have to exchange rooms?"
At this time, Qiao Wanyan trotted over, panting heavily, "Sister, please don't misunderstand me. I was a spoiled child and regretted it a little, so I made a fuss about wanting to switch with my brother-in-law. It wasn't my brother-in-law who took the initiative to say it. Please don't misunderstand me."
He Zhiyu said in a deep voice: "Yihuan, don't be unreasonable. Wanyan, go inside and put on your cloak, don't catch a cold."
When Qiao Wanyan came over, she deliberately took off her cloak. At this moment, listening to his words, she nodded obediently, went in and put on her cloak.
Qiao Yihuan felt like she was a joke. His Highness was so gentle to her, so why did she feel like he had changed a little?
Is this really the case, or is she just too sensitive?
Qiao Wanyan asked carefully: "Sister, since we are all up, shall we go have breakfast?"
Although Qiao Yihuan felt aggrieved, she still nodded and turned to leave.
Qiao Wanyan sighed in her heart, what kindness and gentleness, Qiao Yihuan was just a twisted person.
I have not been good at talking to others since I was young. When faced with bullying from others, I would just endure it. Instead of looking for the other person's mistakes, I would suspect that I was not doing well enough and was bullied.
Today, he bravely came over to question He Zhiyu because he was angry and felt betrayed, but now he was defeated by He Zhiyu's words "stop making trouble", and he became his twisted self again.
Although he was clearly feeling aggrieved and angry, he dared not refute or resist and just accepted it.
With this kind of temperament, the more you can endure injustice, the more injustice you will suffer in the future.
Everyone has bad nature. If they know you are easy to bully, they will bully you subconsciously.
He Zhiyu looked at her back as she left, feeling somewhat regretful about what he had said.
Qiao Wanyan bit her lip and said, "Brother-in-law, was it me who did something wrong? I shouldn't have... "
"It's not your fault." He Zhiyu retracted his gaze, "I wanted to exchange it with you. It's hard for you to take the blame for fear that we would have a rift."
Qiao Wanyan murmured softly: "If we trust each other, how can there be any rift?"
"What?"
Qiao Wanyan shook her head and said, "Nothing. I'm leaving first." Then she left in a hurry.
He Zhiyu lowered his eyes, if they trust each other...
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