An Yuan'er naturally didn't believe Yi Chenli's nonsense.
The palace has a curfew every night, and the palace gates will close when the time comes. No matter which way he goes, he can't get to the An residence, unless he was waiting here from the beginning.
An Yuan'er felt sorry for Yi Chenli when she saw his somewhat hurt expression.
Yi Chenli's wheelchair slid to him. He didn't ask An Yuan'er why she didn't return to Chenyang Palace, but instead said, "Since neither of us can sleep, would you like to walk with me?"
An Yuan'er couldn't bring herself to refuse, so she nodded.
In the dead of night, on a deserted street, two people walked along the road, their shadows stretched long by the lanterns along the street.
"Achoo!" The night was a bit chilly, and An Yuan'er, who had come out wearing only a single layer of clothing, sneezed at an inopportune moment.
Without hesitation, Yi Chenli took off his cloak and draped it over the girl.
The cloak carried his body heat and scent, and was very warm. Everyone said he was cold-blooded, yet his body temperature was so high.
What will you do?
"I'm fine."
An Yuan'er looked at his hands, which were a little red from the cold. It was early spring after all, and the chill could still seep into the body, especially since he was dressed so lightly.
An Yuanren instinctively grabbed one of his hands, placed it in her palm, and rubbed it to warm it up.
An Yuan'er's action was extremely natural, so familiar that it seemed as if they had always been so close.
As they rubbed together, their hands eventually joined. An Yuan'er tucked Yi Chenli's left hand inside her cloak to keep it warm.
Although Yi Chenli could already propel his wheelchair with one hand, it was still quite strenuous to use one hand, yet he was unwilling to let go of the two people's hands that were clasped together.
An Yuan'er didn't say much along the way; it was Yi Chenli who did most of the talking.
"Round and chubby, why don't you keep wearing two buns?" Yi Chenli used to love poking An Yuan'er's little buns, but now that they're gone, he feels a little lost. It's as if the buns, along with him, have been abandoned by An Yuan'er.
An Yuan'er didn't understand his deeper meaning and simply said, "I've grown up. A bun hairstyle doesn't suit me anymore."
"Li Gui has prepared many of your favorite candies for you in Chenyang Palace, all kinds of flavors."
"You used to be the one who took the best things from me. Don't think you've taken all my things; I still have a lot."
An Yuan'er chuckled: "You went to that counterfeit goods store to get your things replenished again? I must say, that store makes really good products; they've helped me get through tough times several times."
Yi Chenli: "......"
An Yuan'er was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized something.
The young man before me is no longer the destitute man he once was. Could it be...?
She exclaimed, "Yi Chenli, could it be that what I took wasn't fake, but real?"
Yi Chenli said nonchalantly, "If you think it's fake, then it's fake."
An Yuan'er became agitated: "What nonsense are you spouting? Every single one of those items is a unique, genuine piece. They're priceless. How can you say it's fake just because I say so? That's a terrible waste!"
“Yuan Gun Gun, I have lots and lots of money, but I’ve always lacked someone to spend it for me. There are only two of us in Chenyang Palace, Li Gui and I. I can’t possibly spend money for Li Gui.”
In Yi Chenli's words, it was as if spending money was such a difficult thing.
Yi Chenli took out a candy and handed it to An Yuan'er. Without thinking much, An Yuan'er tore open the candy and put it in her mouth.
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