In the afternoon, the snow gradually got heavier. In order to avoid the deep snow making the road difficult to walk, Jiang Xu and Shen Qingtang went back. Xue Zhiyi also returned to the dormitory and leaned on the bed.
With such heavy snow, Huo Wuyou probably won’t come back.
Thinking of this, she picked up a book from the bedside and started reading.
Since her rebirth, Xue Zhiyi has rarely had such a long period of leisure time, which made her a little anxious. Recently, she has found a lot of things to entertain herself.
Anyway, Huo Wuyou said that everyone in the Marquis' Mansion had to listen to her and could go wherever they wanted. These days, she had already explored the Lin'an Marquis' Mansion thoroughly, and even sorted out the miscellaneous account books in the Marquis' Mansion that had been left unattended since Princess Yongning's death.
Outside the window, the sound of wind and snow rumbled, accompanied by the crackling of charcoal fire and the laughter of Qiuyun and Suyue while doing needlework. Xue Zhiyi flipped through the book intermittently, gradually feeling a little sleepy, and his head nodded from time to time, like the peach branches outside the glass window that were drooping under the weight of snow.
It was Qiuyun who first discovered that she had fallen asleep. Qiuyun made a gesture to silence Suyue, reminding her to be quieter.
In a state of half-sleep, Xue Zhiyi could only vaguely hear Qiuyun and Suyue's cautious footsteps, as well as the sound of adding fire to the charcoal brazier.
Xue Zhiyi cherished such a leisurely and comfortable day, and let himself lie softly between the brocade quilt and warm fur coat.
In the haze, Xue Zhiyi didn't know how long had passed. He only heard the sound of a door opening and closing, followed by a fleeting cool breeze and familiar footsteps coming from far away.
“…”
With a light hum, Xue Zhiyi moved her body slightly and opened her sleepy eyes. She saw that someone had been sitting beside her bed, holding his chin and looking at her with his head tilted.
"Huo Wuyou?" Her voice was still filled with weariness: "You're back?"
She glanced out the window. The branches of the peach trees outside were pressed even lower, and the thick snow seemed to be weighing down the trees so much that they couldn't stand up straight.
"It's snowing so heavily, why did you come back at this time?"
Xue Zhiyi was clearly awake, but he spoke softly: "I guess someone was thinking about me day and night, so they rushed back. A mere snowstorm couldn't stop them."
Only then did Xue Zhiyi notice that there seemed to be moisture on Huo Wuyou's hair on his forehead, and the tips of his nose and ears were red from the cold.
"Aren't you cold?" she asked.
"It's cold." Huo Wuyou didn't hide it: "My hands are still cold. If you don't believe me, why don't you touch them?"
Looking at Huo Wuyou's hand that he stretched out in front of her with confidence, Xue Zhiyi didn't know what she was thinking. She reached out her hand, placed her palm on the back of Huo Wuyou's hand, and dragged his cold hands into the quilt.
"How about this? Is it warmer?"
His hand was suddenly wrapped in warmth. Huo Wuyou was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about. His throat rolled up and down, and the tips of his ears became even redder... but it was not because of the cold.
In the bed, Xue Zhiyi was concentrating on warming his hands, but suddenly, Huo Wuyou's rough hands grabbed her unexpectedly. Xue Zhiyi raised her eyes and found that Huo Wuyou was looking at her very seriously.
On the side, Su Yue was hanging up the cloak that Huo Wuyou had just taken off and patting the snow water off it, but suddenly she saw that the two people who were talking just now suddenly stopped talking, and the atmosphere became a little subtle for a moment.
Su Yue didn't even bother to tidy up her clothes. Her face turned red. She pulled Qiu Yun, who was still unaware of this, pointed at the door, and then made a runaway gesture with two fingers on her palm.
With the sound of the door closing, they were the only two left in the room.
“…”
After a moment's silence, Huo Wuyou's Adam's apple moved again, perhaps trying to hide his current state of mind. Instead, his tone became somewhat strange, his attempt to conceal his feelings only making them more obvious. "I've been in the wind all the way, and I'm cold and tired. I want to find a place to lie down for a while."
Hearing his lame excuse, Xue Zhiyi suddenly felt like laughing, but she felt it was inappropriate, so she held it back for the moment. Her eyes moved slightly, avoiding his gaze, and her voice was much softer than usual: "Do you want to... come to the couch to warm up for a while?"
"As you say."
Almost as soon as Xue Zhiyi finished speaking, Huo Wuyou answered without hesitation.
Their eyes met unexpectedly, and they quickly looked away.
Huo Wuyou stood up seemingly calmly, but he was inexplicably at a loss. He turned his back and used all his strength to make his action of taking off his outer robe look less hasty, but at an angle that Xue Zhiyi couldn't see, his fingers were almost tied into a knot with his belt.
On this side, Xue Zhiyi turned over and also faced away from Huo Wuyou. Her hands were tugging at the head of the quilt, and her entire face was almost buried in the quilt...
They were so shameless on their wedding night, everything was so natural, but today it was like they hadn't even held hands? Why were they so nervous... Could it be that after being apart for a few days, they had both become thinner-skinned?
The quilt behind him rose and fell, causing Xue Zhiyi's back to shudder, and he unconsciously clenched his hands tighter.
Huo Wuyou didn't seem to move, but their bodies were touching lightly through their clothes.
After a while, Huo Wuyou's voice became a little hoarse: "Awan?"
Xue Zhiyi just nodded.
He called again: "Awan."
"Um?"
Slowly, Xue Zhiyi turned around.
Huo Wuyou was lying on his side. Under his plain white shirt, his pair of auspicious phoenix eyes looked much less aggressive. He seemed a little embarrassed when looking at her, but his low and heavy breathing revealed the passion that he could hardly control at the moment.
Xue Zhiyi's gaze lingered, flickering between his brows, and her body moved closer almost involuntarily.
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