Both worlds are like dreams

"You are really cold-blooded." Xue Huang's expression was unclear. She was cold-blooded to others and even colder-blooded to herself.

"Because only pain can make me feel that I am still alive."

"You want to die? Go somewhere else and don't dirty my house." Xue Huang said unhappily.

Mo Yunchen put down his sleeves and turned to look at her, "What? You can't bear it?"

Xue Huang rolled her eyes at him. Really, she would rather sympathize with a turtle than with him.

At this time, Yun Qing from the mansion came to her with an umbrella, "Princess, what's wrong with you?" She was arranged by Luo Ning to take care of her here, and she was also a member of the Shanhe Gate, so when she saw Mo Yunchen was there, a hint of vigilance suddenly rose in her eyes.

Xue Huang shook her head and sneezed. She had just been drenched in the rain and blown by the wind, and seemed to have caught a cold.

"Go back first, I'll boil some hot water for you." Yun Qing opened another umbrella and handed it to her.

Xue Huang took the umbrella and walked straight into the mansion without paying any attention to Mo Yunchen. Unexpectedly, Mo Yunchen followed her and got under her umbrella.

Xue Huang glared at him, "What are you going to do?"

"You and I are old acquaintances. Why don't you invite me in and sit for a while?" Mo Yunchen said indifferently.

Xue Huang slapped him in the chest, "I don't have any friendship with you."

Mo Yunchen raised his hand to block it, but his other hand held her hand holding the umbrella, "Really?"

Xue Huang quickly pulled back his hand, and the umbrella fell into his hand.

Is there any reason for this?

Xue Huang ignored the cold rain and started fighting with him again. She was so cold that the rain turned into hail and fell down.

Mo Yunchen had no intention of fighting anymore. He jumped a few times, avoided her palm wind, and went straight into her mansion.

Yun Qing hurriedly put the umbrella over Xue Huang's head and said, "Young Master, what should we do?"

Xue Huang shook off the rain on her face and frowned, "Let him go for now. Don't reveal your identities in front of him."

Yun Qing nodded and helped her in. "Go back to your room and change your clothes. I see you look a little pale, maybe you caught a cold."

Xue Huang returned to the yard and saw Mo Yunchen leisurely touring her courtyard.

The servants in the mansion looked at him from all sides. Yun Qing gave a look, and they all withdrew and went back to the things in their hands.

Xue Huang simply ignored him. Anyway, with his current martial arts skills, he was no match for her and couldn't do anything here.

She followed Yun Qing back to the room and took off her wet clothes.

"Young Master!" Yun Qing was startled to see that Xue Huang's elbow, which was as white as a lotus root, had turned red and was particularly obvious against her fair skin.

Xue Huang rubbed it nonchalantly and said, "I just fell."

Yun Qing quickly found the ointment and said, "Young Master, don't move. I'll help you apply it."

"It's really okay." Xue Huang said with a smile.

Yun Qing refused. She dipped some ointment on her green fingertips and gently applied it on Xue Huang's red and swollen skin.

Xuehuang looked at her careful and serious look and just obeyed her and didn't move.

Yun Qing is now in charge of all the affairs at the mansion, and everything is in order.

"Alright," Yun Qing helped her put on her clothes, "apply it again tonight, or there will be bruises tomorrow morning."

"Sister Luo Ning sent you to do these things, which is really a waste of your talents. Why don't you go back to Jinxiu Tower. I really don't need anyone to take care of me here." Xue Huang said.

"Young Master, your every move is being watched now, so you can't live in Jinxiu Tower like before. But the Sect Master and Sister Luo Ning are worried about leaving you here alone."

"This... A-choo!" Xue Huang sneezed several times in succession. She couldn't help but shiver all over. She actually felt a little cold.

"Young Master, you have a good rest here. I'll get you a bowl of ginger soup." Yun Qing stood up and walked out.

Xuehuang leaned against the window, looking at the red figure in the pavilion. He seemed to be enjoying the rain.

"Is there any way to drive him away?" Xue Huang asked in a low voice.

The boy replied without thinking, "Honey trap."

Hearing this, Xue Huang almost fell down and said speechlessly: "Don't you have a more reliable way?"

"If you can't provoke me, can't you just hide away?"

"Yes!" Xue Huang quickly stood up. Yun Qing just happened to come back. She took the bowl and drank the ginger soup in one breath. "Let's go back to Jinxiu Tower."

"It's raining so hard, is there something urgent?"

"Leave him here alone. He will leave naturally when he gets bored."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Yun Qing picked up the umbrella and followed her out the door.

Xue Huang hadn't taken a few steps when Mo Yunchen walked towards the gate holding an umbrella. She choked, was he deliberately going against her?

Mo Yunchen left a meaningful sentence, "From today on, the wind and rain in Shangyang City will not stop. Remember to be careful when you go out."

"Thanks for the advice," Xue Huang rolled her eyes, "I also advise His Majesty to be careful when walking and beware of falling into a pit."

Mo Yunchen did not answer, and the red figure slowly disappeared in the rain.

Xuehuang sneezed again, and quickly ran back to the house, took a hot bath, and then curled up in the quilt to sleep.

The rain didn't stop until the evening, but the sky remained gloomy and it looked like it would rain again at any time.

Yun Qing came to call her and said that Wei Yunzhou was waiting for her in the front hall.

Xue Huang felt quite guilty, her intuition told her that Wei Yunzhou must have come because of what happened in the past few days.

She quickly asked Yun Qing to help her prepare a table of good wine and food, and then came to the front hall.

Wei Yunzhou seemed to have just arrived. The maid who served tea happened to come in with the tea. Xuehuang took it directly and poured it for him attentively.

"Uncle, how come you have time to come and see me?"

Wei Yunzhou glanced at her with an indifferent expression, "Just passing by."

"Who would believe that?" Xue Huang was speechless.

"Then tell me why I came here?"

Xue Huang raised an eyebrow, "I believe it."

"Zhuo Yang." Wei Yunzhou called out, and Zhuo Yang jumped down from the roof and walked into the house.

"Master, Young Master."

"You tell me."

Zhuo Yang nodded, "On the first day, the young master plucked the flowers of the Princess of King Kangyang, humiliating the face of the most talented woman. On the second day, he pointed his sword at the daughter of the Minister of War at the imperial concubine's banquet, scaring her so much that she dared not go out. On the third day, he beat up the prince of the dynasty in the street, so that the third prince was punished to be grounded. On the fourth day... which is today, he fought with King Hanxi, attracting the attention of various forces."

Xue Huang calmly put down the teacup, "Second Uncle, since you know everything, you should know that it was not me who took the initiative to cause trouble for them. It was you who said that if someone bullied me, let me deal with it myself."

Wei Yunzhou felt a headache after hearing this. She had only been back for a few days, but she had already caused chaos in the entire Shangyang City. She was said to be reckless, but everything she did had a reason. She was told to keep a low profile, but this was not in line with her character at all. I really don't know whether it was right or wrong to let her come back.