Lu Ren chuckled.
He didn't bother Wen Yu. After all, the princess's leg was still injured, and he was not an impatient person.
When it comes to Shinobu, he is the first one to take the lead.
What's more, we were in the carriage, so any slight noise could not be concealed.
Wen Yu slept all night until dawn, and was only slightly awakened by the carriage when the team raised the flag and set off again.
At this moment, she was no longer in Lu Ren's arms, but was placed on the seat of the carriage. Lu Ren was leaning over to apply medicine to her again.
"Princess, are you awake? It's still early. You can continue to sleep. I will call Liuchun."
He was escorting the wedding procession, so naturally he couldn't stay in the carriage all the time.
Wen Yu was dazed and closed her eyes again: "Okay."
However, he didn't expect that after Lu Ren left, the person who came up was not Liu Chun, but Ning Xuanyan.
He stopped Liu Chun who was about to get in the car with an expressionless face, lowered the curtain with a snap, sat directly next to Wen Yu, gently placed her head on his thighs, and laid the thin blanket on her again.
Wen Yu opened her eyes slightly and met his eyes.
"He's been with you all night..." Ning Xuanyan pursed his lips, as if he was a little afraid that Wen Yu would kick him out of the car like he did last night.
If Wen Yu chased him away, he would have no power to fight back.
But Wen Yu just said "oh" and continued to close her eyes and sleep.
Ning Xuanyan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. He touched her cheek with his fingertips and whispered, "Are you afraid of hurting other people's hearts? Aren't you afraid of hurting mine?"
His heart is indeed strong and not easily hurt, but even without a wound, his heart would still hurt.
But the pain was palatable.
During the rest of the journey, the atmosphere between Lu Ren and Ning Xuanyan was not peaceful, but they did not fight either, and they often just sat in silence.
Luo Han only had the chance to talk to Wen Yu during meals, but with Lu Ren and Ning Xuanyan around, he didn't say much.
Each of them has his own dissatisfaction.
Only Bajie lived a comfortable life.
He really got on the carriage of the imperial chef and traveled with him. He never went hungry again, but he still always said some nonsense, which proved that he was definitely not the enlightened monk Master Mingjing.
The wedding procession was moving quite fast and arrived at Beiyang Pass earlier than expected.
One thing that is very obvious is the change in climate.
Wen Yu had already changed into a padded jacket with a furry collar around her neck and a stove in her hands.
Liu Chun was also visiting Beiyang Pass for the first time. Seeing the light snow outside the carriage, he couldn't help but sigh, "Princess, it's only late autumn in Shengjing now. Winter really comes early in Beiyang Pass. It's snowed a lot."
Wen Yu stretched out her hand and caught several thin snowflakes, which melted in the warmth of her palms.
Lu Ren was riding at the side, holding Ji Yang in his right hand. The wind and snow fell on his head, shoulders, and his determined eyebrows, as beautiful as a painting.
Wen Yu couldn't help but think of the past. She leaned against the car window and jokingly said, "Lu Ren, I still remember the first time I saw you, it was also snowing. At that time, you ignored me."
Lu Ren: ...
"Not only did he ignore me, but he also spoke coldly to me."
"Not only are you being sarcastic, but you're also..."
"Princess." Lu Ren coughed lightly, "There's no need to talk about the past..."
Whenever he thinks back to this incident, he feels extremely regretful. He simply cannot understand what he was pretending to be at that time.
Why didn't he agree to the princess's request to paint him the first time he saw her? He wasted so much time together.
After all, it was the princess who changed him.
But he hasn't changed. When the person he's facing is not the princess, he's still the cold-spoken Lu Ren who isn't interested in women.
But when facing the princess, he is the loyal subject who is willing to take the blame and ask for forgiveness.
Lu Ren didn't want to mention this matter anymore, but Ning Xuanyan, who was sitting outside the carriage with his legs propped up, said, "Why don't you mention it? Let me hear it too. Besides being indifferent and speaking coldly, what else did General Lu do?"
Lu Ren: ...
Wen Yu said: "I felt sorry for Lu Ren and was afraid that he would catch a cold, so I put my fox fur coat on him. But he threw it away and didn't want it anymore. This has become a black history that he can't get rid of."
Lu Ren's heart trembled, and he immediately became like a big dog that had been scolded and looked listless: "Princess..."
Ning Xuanyan looked at him with a gloating tone in his voice. He was happy to see Lu Ren suffer a loss.
"Heh...you should make more."
How could it still be his turn, Lu Ren, to be the first in this situation?
At this time, Wen Yu stretched out her hand out of the car window and gently waved to Lu Ren in the wind and snow: "Come here."
Seeing this, Lu Ren leaned over slightly on his horse and pressed his cheek against Wen Yu's palm.
Wen Yu smiled and said, "I just liked your rebellious look at that time. If you come close to me, this princess would not be interested."
Ning Xuanyan: ...
When Lu Ren heard this, his eyes moved slightly. He conjured up a palm-sized snowman with a nose and eyes from somewhere and handed it to Wen Yu.
Wen Yu's eyes lit up, and she immediately took the snowman and asked with a smile, "Is this snowman you?"
As she spoke, she placed it on her lips and kissed it; it felt icy cold.
Ning Xuanyan glanced at the snowman expressionlessly: "It's just a little trick to fool people."
Then he silently crushed the little snowman that had just formed in his hand.
With what Lu Ren gave her, Wen Yu no longer cared about him.
But Wen Yu asked, "Ning Xuanyan, weren't you secretly making a snowman just now?"
Ning Xuanyan: ...
"No, you're mistaken. Who would make a snowman for you?"
Wen Yu said "oh" and ignored him.
Ning Xuanyan was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "But if you want, I can make one for you."
Wen Yu: “No.”
Ning Xuanyan: ...
After a while, a little snowman stood in Ning Xuanyan's palm, passed through the gap in the front curtain, and was handed to Wen Yu. His tone was a little stiff: "Take it."
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