Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Chu Yan fell into a nightmare the night he was poisoned.

He dreamed of his mother who gave birth to him hoping to gain fame through her son, but whose wish was ultimately dashed and who could only shed tears every day.

Ever since he could remember, there had never been a trace of love in her eyes for her own flesh and blood, but only naked hatred.

She hates him.

His mother hated him because of his father.

How ridiculous.

He remembered his mother grabbing his hair at the back of his head and asking him, "Why can't you please your son even though he's your son?"

"Why are you so useless? You never catch his eye?"

"Chu Yan, you've ruined me, ruined me! After giving birth to you, I have nothing left!"

Every word hit his ears and flesh, like a brand of hot iron engraved in his heart.

He remembered his father being grabbed by his mother's clothes while she was crying, but his father just kicked her away indifferently and looked him up and down.

"It is a great shame that a prostitute gave birth to my blood!"

"Do you know how many people out there make fun of me?"

"Just call me Yan. Yan means disgusting."

"Mother Yun, I named your child after the fate of sleeping with you. Just stay here until you die."

It's ridiculous that Chu Weifeng even felt ashamed to redeem his mother.

But she was dissatisfied with the fact that he had no wet nurse to take care of him, so she cried day and night. In the end, she secretly brought his mother back to the Chu Mansion.

In the dream, his mother cried tears of blood, and asked him unwillingly and angrily why, why it was of no use at all.

It was not until he clearly smelled the incense of the night-blooming cereus burning in the temple again that he woke up from the nightmare.

The palace was warmed by the fire lit by the palace maids, but he felt cold all over.

After a long time, a soft sigh was heard in the hall.

The heavy snow outside bent the branches of the trees.

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The first time Jiang Qing met Chu Yan without relying on anyone or using any excuses was in the Imperial Garden.

It was the season of snowdrops. Jiang Qing held a hand warmer and took Chun Lan to the Imperial Garden to appreciate the flowers. Although there were only a few flowers, she was happy just looking at the snow.

As a result, just after passing a rockery, he saw Du Shan following Chu Yan, and blood was dripping on the white snow.

She heard Chu Yan's cold voice: "Deal with it."

The person lying on the ground, whose life or death was unknown, was dragged away neatly.

Chu Yan turned around as if he sensed something, and was stunned when he saw her.

"The Regent is quite decisive in his actions."

She frowned as she looked at the blood on the ground.

This is the Imperial Garden, he killed people...

He is indeed a madman.

Du Shan stepped forward to block it.

"Princess Changning should avoid such dirty things."

Today Chu Yan wore a light grey robe, which made him look even colder, with blood staining his wounds.

I don’t know if it has anything to do with that person just now.

"I just happen to have something to talk to the Regent. How about changing the venue?"

Chu Yan nodded.

But he took Jiang Qing to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

It was far away, but he still insisted on having someone carry the sedan chair to take them there.

Except for the morning court sessions, the Hall of Supreme Harmony was always closed and empty.

Chu Yan led Jiang Qing inside through the small door.

Because there was no underground fire here, Chu Yan specially ordered someone to bring a new hand warmer to Jiang Qing, as the original one had already gone cold.

Jiang Qing stared at the golden dragon throne on the high seat in a daze.

"What does Princess Changning want to say?"

"...Why did you bring me here?"

"That day I captured Chu Weifeng alive in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. When I stabbed his spleen with my sword, his eyes were fixed on the throne."

“It’s really got a lot of appeal.”

Chu Yan looked at Jiang Qing's face when he heard this, and said in a hoarse voice, "Emperor Jiang Ling committed suicide in the Yangxin Palace."

"Changning, I don't owe your father my life."

"I know."

Chu Yan fell silent.

"The Regent has seized the Jiang family's kingdom. Do you want me to stop hating you now?"

"If Changning wants it, I'll give it back to you."

Chu Yan smiled, which looked sad and beautiful with the bloodstains on her robe.

"I brought you here just to ask you."

"Do you want this world?"

Jiang Qing was stunned. How could the plot develop like this?

Jiang Qing didn't know that her words that day, "There is more than one life between me and the Regent," made Chu Yan think about it day and night for a long time.

He knew that Jiang Qing was talking about the life of Emperor Jiang Ling.

He was talking about the lives of those in her Jiang family who were wiped out by him.

He thought Jiang Qing might still want to take back the kingdom.

He can give it to you.

"Today I also want to ask you when you will send me out of the palace."

She doesn't want this kingdom.

A trace of confusion flashed across Chu Yan's peach blossom eyes.

Then Jiang Qing continued, "Your injury has made you move around all day. When will it heal? When can you come with me to find the treasure?"

He subconsciously pressed his hand on the bleeding wound, and the pain that followed made him sober.

The slightly caring words made him unable to stop the redness in his eyes, but he had to endure it again and again.

The palms of his hands clenched and then suddenly unclenched.

"I am taking the best medicine every day, Princess Changning, please rest assured."

Jiang Qing glanced at the dragon throne high up again, with an unclear meaning.

"Why don't you sit down?"

Why not be an emperor?

Chu Yan's eyes also shifted to the high position, "As long as a person sits on that golden dragon throne, it will be easy for him to lose control of his desire for power and various desires."

"Can you do that, too?"

"I can."

"Then you let me sit in that position. Do you think I can do it or not?"

"you will not."

Jiang Qing chuckled, "Is the Regent trying to seduce me?"

Chu Yan shook his head, "Princess Changning wouldn't want it, right?"

Jiang Qing did not answer. He looked down at the hand warmer in Jiang Qing's hand. Without saying anything more, he led Jiang Qing out of the hall and ordered someone to send her back.

Only after the sedan went far away did Chu Yan take a deep breath.

Blood spread across the fabric.

He almost couldn't help but pick Jiang Qing up and kiss her on the dragon throne.

She hated him, but also cared about him.

Jiang Qing didn't know how attractive she was doing this.

He has never sat on the throne, but he has the power that only those sitting in that high position have.

Sure enough, having these will make it impossible to control one's desires.

As soon as Chu Yan returned to the bedroom, Du Shan came forward to report.

"Your Highness, we have also found out that the silver arrows that day were not the same group of people as the ones holding swords."

His hand, which was making tea, paused inaudibly.

"Two groups of people..."

"Yes."

"One wave is directed at me, and the other wave is directed at Jiang Qing."

Upon hearing this, Du Shan looked up at Chu Yan's expression.

"I originally thought that the people that day were all sent by Lin Shao. It seems that I overestimated him."

Chu Yan poured hot water into the teacup and gently put it down.

"Let's investigate Silver Arrow and the person who assassinated me that day together."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Chu Yan took a sip of the hot tea, then stood up and opened the locked drawer of the wooden cabinet behind him.

Inside was a tiger talisman that was missing half.

Only by putting it together as a complete piece can you command the soldiers.

He took out the tiger talisman and held it in his palm, his thoughts drifting to the face that helped him block the stabbing pen a few years ago.

Chu Yan returned to the table to taste the cup of tea which had quickly cooled down.

Brother, don't hate him too much.

That's what Chu Weifeng deserves.

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On the way Jiang Qing was forcibly sent back to the palace by Chu Yan, he also ordered someone to send her to Empress Dowager Shu.

She wanted to know something about Chu Yan's childhood.

"Changning said the Regent?"

"I'm afraid you'll be unhappy to hear this."

"No, Queen Mother. Now Changning and the Regent... have reached peace."

I'm about to leave the palace, so I'll just live a peaceful life.

It should fit the character, right?

Jiang Qing raised his eyes to look at Empress Dowager Shu's expression. After hearing what Jiang Qing said, she smiled with some relief.

"In fact, I don't know much about the Regent. I just heard it from hearsay."

So Empress Dowager Shu told Jiang Qing some of Chu Yan's outstanding experiences as a child.

The more he listened, the more depressed Jiang Qing felt.

But she didn't know what that emotion was.

Almost nothing good happened to Chu Yan when he was a child. He was either beaten or scolded, or he was tortured to the point of near death and then rescued by someone.

He hated everyone, but when someone showed a little kindness to him, he would want to give his life to others.

Until those people deceived him again and again with hypocritical kindness, even the last bit of trust in his heart was completely worn out.

Because Chu Weifeng didn't like him, anyone in the Chu family could step on him, but because he was also known as the little prince, they didn't dare to really kill him.

But they couldn't kill Chu Yan, so Chu Yan took revenge on them one by one in private, but no one knew about it.

Empress Dowager Shu only talked about harmless things. She remembered the first time she saw little Chu Yan, he was thin and had many injuries on his body.

She had just given birth to Chu Ziang and her maternal love was overflowing. Her own life was not easy either, so she couldn't help but pick some herbs for him.

Although he was discovered later and Chu Yan was beaten even worse, he always remembered this favor.

"It's not easy for the Regent to have such courage now."

Jiang Qing commented with his eyes lowered, showing no emotion at all.

She looked at the snow covering everything outside the window, and it was as if she saw Chu Yan's cold eyes.