"Your Highness, the palace maid said that it's snowing outside." Jin Manyue drank the medicine that Murong Zhi fed her, ignoring the bitterness in her mouth.
"Yeah." Murong Zhi nodded.
"It never snows in Jinyang Kingdom. Your Highness, can you take Man Yue to the courtyard to enjoy the snow?"
Murong Zhi frowned and glanced out the window, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, and it's so windy outside..."
"Your Highness promised me everything, but today it doesn't count?"
Murong Zhi looked at Jin Manyue and sighed helplessly, with a hint of worry in his eyes, but he couldn't bear to see her disappointed.
He turned around and ordered the attendant beside him, "Go get some thick clothes."
Soon, the servants brought the thick clothes, and the palace maids carefully put them on Jin Manyue, carefully arranging every corner of the clothes.
Murong Zhi took the thick cloak beside him, gently wrapped it around her, and carefully tied the straps to ensure that she was wrapped warmly and tightly.
After doing all this, Murong Zhi supported Jin Manyue and slowly came to the pavilion in the courtyard.
"It never snows in Jinyang Country. It's mostly windy, sandy, and rainy. I've never seen such a beautiful sight." Jin Manyue reached out and carefully caught a snowflake, then happily held it up to Murong Zhi, "Your Highness, look."
Murong Zhi looked down and saw that the snowflake had turned into a drop of water.
Your warmth is its melting pot.
Just like him and silence.
Everyone knows that he treats Shen Jing like a treasure. Now the killer has not been found yet. He keeps Shen Jing in the East Palace to protect her, but she wants to leave in every possible way.
"It's melted." Jin Manyue looked at the water droplets on her palm with disappointment. "I wanted to take it back and show it to my mother, but it seems that it won't work."
When Murong Zhi saw her lost look, he felt bitter in his heart.
"There are many things that you can never own." Murong Zhi murmured in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Jin Manyue looked thoughtfully at the snow falling outside.
Two palace maids in the distance saw the golden boy and jade girl in the pavilion and couldn't help whispering.
"Your Highness and Princess Man Yue look so good together!"
"Yes, she's more suitable than...that one!"
"I think so too! And Princess Man Yue has a very good temper. That day when I was helping her up, I accidentally hurt her wound. I thought she was dead, but she didn't even bother to pursue the matter!"
"real?"
The two walked away while talking.
Qin Wanming sat in the restaurant, looking at the heavy snow outside the window.
“Second Young Master, the envelope has been passed to the East Palace and personally delivered to Shen Jing.”
Qin Wanming waved his hands with satisfaction.
I didn't expect Murong Zhi to be so lucky. Even when his two guards were away, the Princess of Jinyang Kingdom risked her life to save him. He is really blessed by God.
According to the news from the spies of the Eastern Palace, Chen Jing was locked up in the courtyard by Murong Zhi, but he spent all his free time to accompany Jin Manyue.
It really surprised him.
Shen Jing, Shen Jing, since you are so patient, I will help you.
Qin Wanming finished the wine in his glass, and it was time for him to make his next move.
Two days later, Murong Zhi finally had a harvest. He returned to the hunting ground and found the first arrow embedded in the tree trunk.
Those were not arrows used for hunting, but arrows unique to the Dongli Army.
The matter finally has some clues after investigation, so I don't have to run around like a headless fly anymore.
"Your Highness, Miss Shen invites you to have dinner with her." Rong Xuan reported.
When he heard Shen Jing's name, he felt as if he was in another world. In the past few days, he was either busy investigating cases or visiting Jin Manyue, and he really ignored Shen Jing.
It was his negligence.
"Okay, I understand." Murong Zhi agreed.
In the evening, Murong Zhi came to the west courtyard. Shen Jing had already ordered people to prepare food and warm up the wine.
After not seeing her for a few days, I was surprised to see how quiet she was. She had become much gentler.
When she saw him, she no longer acted unreasonably like before, nor did she cry. Instead, she nodded slightly, with a perfect smile on her lips, and her manners were elegant and generous, just like when they first met.
"Your Highness."
When Shen Jing saw Murong Zhi coming in, he stood up and bowed.
"Didn't I tell you that there's no need for us to be polite?" Murong Zhi helped Shen Jing up and took her hand.
“Your Highness has not forgiven Jing’er yet, Jing’er dare not be presumptuous.” The smile on Shen Jing’s lips was slightly bitter.
"Jing'er, I wrongly blamed you."
Murong Zhi held Shen Jing in his arms, feeling a little guilty towards her.
"Your Highness, have you found out who sent the assassin?"
"There's some clue."
Shen Jing thought for a moment, gently pushed Murong Zhi aside, and pulled him to sit down. "Your Highness must have not eaten well during this period. Eat more today."
"good."
Murong Zhi picked up the chopsticks and ate the food that Shen Jing picked for him, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Shen Jing raised her wine glass and filled it up for Murong Zhi, "Your Highness, it was Jing'er who was ignorant a few days ago and didn't understand your Highness's good intentions."
"I don't blame you."
After two glasses of wine, Murong Zhi felt that the charcoal fire in the room was a little hot. He couldn't help but tug at his clothes and looked at Shen Jing.
The candlelight flickered, and her curved eyebrows appeared even softer in the light and shadow, like a hazy ink painting. Her fair skin was tinged with a faint warm yellow, and her delicate texture seemed to be squeezed out of water.
The candlelight cast swaying shadows on her face, making her features more three-dimensional. Her waterfall-like black hair fell casually on her shoulders, and a few strands of hair fluttered gently in the breeze, adding a bit of charm to her.
She looks particularly beautiful today.
Murong Zhi felt a sudden dryness in his mouth, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, trying to relieve the dryness, but it was of no avail.
"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Shen Jing asked Murong Zhi worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Jing'er, I'm a little drunk." Murong Zhi raised his hand and touched Shen Jing's cheek, his eyes a little blurred.
"Jing'er, help you go and rest."
Shen Jing helped Murong Zhi up and wanted to help him to the bed, but Murong Zhi grabbed her wrist instead and pressed her against the pillar in the room.
"Your Highness, you..."
Murong Zhi didn't wait for Shen Jing to finish speaking, and kissed her lips according to his feeling.
The cold wind blew through the red plum blossoms in the yard, and the rustling sound was accompanied by a faint humming sound that lasted all night.
The moonlight spread across the yard, like a beautiful woman's veil falling.
…
She lay quietly and tiredly in Murong Zhi's arms, squinting her eyes and listening to Murong Zhi's even breathing, she smiled with satisfaction.
Yesterday, she received an envelope containing a packet of medicine and a letter.
The letter detailed Murong Zhi's thoughtfulness towards Jin Manyue, which was completely different from his attitude towards others. It also mentioned Jin Manyue's feelings for Murong Zhi, and her deep admiration and attachment to him.
In addition, the letter also mentioned the opinions of the people in the Eastern Palace on Murong Zhi and Jin Manyue. They were more optimistic that Murong Zhi and Jin Manyue could work together and create a happy story.
And the usage of this pack of medicine: a small amount can cause confusion, a large amount can cause aphrodisiac.
Shen Jing closed her eyes, a satisfied smile on her lips. Of course she knew how to choose!
Early the next morning, the news of the Crown Prince and the second daughter of the Shen family holding rain and clouds had spread throughout the capital.
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