Quick Wear: Lure the Cold-Hearted Buddhist Back Home

Fo Youqing didn't even look at Qiao Wanwan, but stayed close to Yun Jue, asking about his well-being, fearing that his little ancestor might catch a cold.

Seeing Fo Youqing and Yun Jue whispering in each other's ears, Qiao Wanwan stopped and gritted her teeth, grabbing the hot water bottle tightly, wishing she could smash it on Yun Jue's face.

Yun Jue glanced at Qiao Wanwan with a cold gaze, and quickly looked away. However, that glance made Qiao Wanwan feel as if she had been hit hard. She felt cold all over and staggered back a step.

"Miss Qiao, what's wrong?" Nanny Li gently supported Qiao Wanwan.

As an elder in the palace and the most capable nanny around the empress dowager, Nanny Li naturally noticed that something was wrong when Qiao Wanwan saw Yun Jue and his group. Thinking about what she had heard before, her face became slightly cold.

"It's okay, thank you, Mammy."

Qiao Wanwan said softly, hiding her emotions. Her father was already disappointed in her, and this opportunity must not be lost.

Nanny Li withdrew her hand and said calmly, "Miss Qiao, you must remember your promise to the Queen Mother."

Qiao Wanwan bit her lip unwillingly and nodded, "Wanwan will remember this."

"Let's go then."

Two people entered the hall one after the other, and the door closed.

"Hiss, it's really cold. This is the first snow, and it's already so heavy." Si Mo exhaled white air and rubbed his hands.

Although it was night, it was not very dark because it was snowing. There were lights hanging on the four corners of the carriage to dispel the darkness around.

Yun Jue got on the carriage and turned to look at Si Mo, "Are you going back to Dengyue Tower or the palace?"

"Wangfu, Wangfu, wherever Xiaoyuer is, I will be there."

As Si Mo spoke, he also jumped onto the carriage and pulled Yun Jue into it, "You two drive, don't disturb us as we discuss secret matters." Fo Youqing's face darkened.

At this time, Yun Jue stuck his head out again and looked at Fo Youqing with a smile, "My Lord, you have worked hard."

Fo Youqing jumped onto the carriage, pinched Yun Jue's cheek, and said meaningfully, "It's not hard, just go back and compensate me."

With a "click", Yun Jue retracted his head and closed the car door. Fo Youqing looked at the closed door and chuckled. Feiyu also got on the carriage and drove back home.

Inside the carriage, the seats had been restored to their original state, padded with thick plush cushions, and there was a heater. Si Mo stuffed a hot water bottle into Yun Jue's hand and held one himself.

"You must be careful of Yun Li."

Yun Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at Si Mo. Si Mo hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Master said that Senior Brother has a death calamity in his life, but if there is a noble person to help, he can avoid this calamity."

It seems that Xuan Yu has some skills. He can actually calculate it. I wonder what sect this master belongs to.

"I think that noble lady must be you. The one who wants Fo Youqing dead the most must be Yun Li." Si Mo continued, "Today, Yun Li looked like a smiling but dagger hidden behind his smile. It's already night time, and Qiao Wanwan still went to ask to see Yun Li. It's obvious that she is not a simple person. If Qiao Wanwan becomes the queen, she will definitely not let you go."

Si Mo talked a lot, but saw that Yun Jue still had a calm expression, as if he didn't care at all, and he suddenly became anxious.

"Did you even hear me?"

"I heard you, don't worry."

Yun Jue tapped the hot water bottle in his arms with his fingers. Si Mo opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He had been anxious for a long time, but the other person was very calm.

"Okay, I've got my message across anyway. No matter what you two do, I have to protect my little Yu'er." Si Mo muttered.

The carriage became quiet, and soon it stopped. Fo Youqing pushed open the door, directly carried Yun Jue down, and glared at Si Mo.

Si Mo: ??? No, can’t we just be apart for a little while?

"Xiao Yu'er, I want to hold you too."

Si Mo opened his arms and looked at Feiyu steadily. Feiyu blushed slightly, but still hugged Si Mo out. Si Mo happily hugged Feiyu's neck and raised his head to kiss Feiyu's cheek, "Little Yu'er is so good."

The butler stood at the gate of the palace, his eyes covered with his sleeves, but a gap was still visible. Oh, it was really unbearable to watch these one or two people.

The lights in the mansion blend with the night sky, and the soft lights reflected on the white snow exude a sense of warmth.

Yun Jue pulled Fo Youqing out of the corridor and into the snow. He smiled with curved eyebrows and turned to look at Fo Youqing, "When the snow falls all over your head, we will grow old together."

Fo Youqing tightened his grip on Yun Jue's hand and stared at him, "We don't have to wait until our heads are covered with snow. We can grow old together."

"Why are you wearing this ring?" Yun Jue lifted Fo Youqing's left hand and stroked the ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

Fo Youqing and Yun Jue interlocked their fingers and looked at the ring on their ring fingers. "I just feel that there should be a ring there."

Then he took Yun Jue's left hand and rubbed the same spot, "There should be one here too."

The clasped hands tightened, and Yun Jue's eyes felt a little sore. He thought of Fo Youqing in the previous small world. He must have scared him when he left. Even if he would forget it later, it was engraved in his heart.

When I arrived in this small world, I actually remembered that there should be a ring here.

Feeling the warmth on his ring finger, Yun Jue came back to his senses and met Fo Youqing's eyes. His heart started beating uncontrollably. At that moment, Yun Jue seemed to see Fo Youqing from the previous world.

"Juejue, don't leave me."

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and Yun Jue hugged Fo Youqing, "Fo Youqing, I love you."

"I love you too." Fo Youqing also hugged Yun Jue. Both of their hearts were beating "bang bang", and they both felt each other's passionate emotions.

In the vast white snow, two people stood hugging each other, their heads covered with snow.

【Wow, so touching.】

System 008 looked at this scene and quietly took a photo.

"Ah!"

Yun Jue sat in the bed, wrapped in two layers of quilts, looking at Fo Youqing with tearful eyes. Fo Youqing was holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.

"Be good and drink the medicine." Fo Youqing said softly.

Yun Jue frowned and shook his head in resistance. It was too bitter and he didn't want to drink it.

"Who told you to have a snowball fight and build a snowman? Couldn't you wait until today? You're fine now. You have a fever."

Fo Youqing said this distressedly, his tone unconsciously becoming a little serious, Yun Jue's eyes instantly turned red, "You're still mean to me."

"Don't cry, don't cry." Fo Youqing hurriedly coaxed him, put down the medicine bowl in his hand, and kissed Yun Jue on the forehead, "I'm not mean to you, I just feel sorry for you."

"You are just mean to me." Yun Jue turned his head away. Fo Youqing coaxed him patiently. Sick people are especially fragile and cannot be talked to at all. He is really a little ancestor.

After coaxing him for a long time, the patient was finally comforted, but the medicine had all gone cold. Fortunately, some was still warm on the stove, so Fo Youqing ordered someone to pour another bowl over.

"How come you still remember to feed me medicine..." Yun Jue muttered softly, and Fo Youqing, who was close by, heard every word, "Little fox, I coaxed you for a long time, but you just don't want to drink the medicine?"

Yun Jue stopped talking and looked away guiltily.

Fo Youqing took a sip of the medicine, lifted Yun Jue's chin, and kissed him. The medicine all went into Yun Jue's stomach. Yun Jue frowned, but he didn't have the strength to push the man away. The cunning dog man took advantage of his illness and lack of strength.