Chen Jie withdrew his hand without showing any expression, turned around, and looked back at the triumphant Chu Xun.
Du Yaoyao felt uneasy. The more silent Chen Jie was, the more brutal his means of revenge would be.
She silently lit a stick of incense for Chu Xun in her heart.
No, there are two incense sticks, and one is hers!
The wind blew at night, causing the palace lanterns to flicker, and the biting cold air rushed onto my face and into my neck.
The wet sable cloak froze in the cold, and was damp, cold and heavy.
Du Yaoyao followed Shen Jie with her mouth and nose covered. She gasped several times and finally couldn't help but let out the cough that was suppressed in her throat.
She coughed very softly, for fear of startling him and annoying him.
The cool breeze blew into her mouth, and she couldn't stop coughing, intermittently, as if she wanted to cough out her internal organs.
"Go find a sedan chair." Shen Jie said.
Du Yaoyao looked up. He was instructing Liu'er.
Liu Er hesitated, "Sir..."
In the imperial palace, according to regulations, only the favored concubines and princesses could ride in sedan chairs.
There was no doubt about Shen Jie's meaning, "Go!"
"Yes." Liu'er trotted to do it.
Chen Jie was silent for a moment, then turned around and walked to Du Yaoyao. Seeing that the soup stains on her cloak had frozen, he ordered, "Take it off."
Du Yaoyao was unmoved and said, "It can also keep you away from the cold."
She lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling under her eyelids like a butterfly shaking in the wind. Her face and lips were pale, and there were obvious red marks on her chin from being pinched.
Chen Jie's throat rolled, he didn't want to pity her.
Du Yaoyao covered her mouth and was about to cough again. She turned sideways and walked away, not wanting to get in his way.
However, Chen Jie grabbed her, quickly took off her sable fur coat, untied his own dark green fox fur coat and put it on her.
The warm body temperature was transmitted to Du Yaoyao. She wanted to refuse, but he had already tied a knot at her collar.
He was a head taller than her, and his broad chest blocked the cold wind blowing in front of him.
"Thank you." After a long while, there was an inaudible sound.
Chen Jie remained silent, his expression hidden in the night.
The two men stood near the sedan chair.
Liu'er saw from afar that Shen Jie was wearing thin clothes, and was surprised: "Sir, it's cold, what are you wearing..." So little, he didn't say it, and when he saw the black fur coat on Du Yaoyao, he immediately changed his words and said respectfully, "Madam, it's cold, please get in the sedan chair."
Du Yaoyao obediently got on a sedan chair carried by the guards.
The fire in the sedan was burning brightly, and my frozen fingers gradually warmed up.
When they arrived at the palace gate, the carriage stopped outside. After Du Yaoyao got off the sedan chair, she heard Liu'er thanking the leading guard and saying polite words like "Thank you, Your Highness".
Hearing about the prince, she was in a dilemma, not knowing how to explain to Shen Jie the series of bloody events caused by "Eastern Palace Madam" tonight.
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