Best friends travel through time together! Marry the paranoid! Divorce together

He Chaoye's eyes fell on her porcelain-white wrist, his eyes gentle, "Okay."

Immediately, his palm fell on Xiang Huaiyue's shoulder, and he hugged her and walked out.

They walked out of the house, crossed the eaves, and stepped into the vast snowy world.

A cold wind blew, blowing off the clumps of white snow that were pressing on the branches of the pear tree in the yard, and the branches broken by the snow made a slight muffled sound.

He Chaoye hugged Xiang Huaiyue and walked on the ground covered with a thick layer of snow. The creaking sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet yard.

Pushing open the bamboo door, both of their eyes fell on the person lying on the ground.

The other person was disheveled and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

The plain clothes on his body were all torn by swords and knives, and the blood and flesh were blurred. Just looking at it was terrifying.

Xiang Huaiyue's eyes swept across the particularly obvious bloodstains on the snow, and his pupils flashed slightly.

Suddenly, a large hand covered her eyes, and a gentle voice came from above her head, "Don't look."

Xiang Huaiyue felt a surge of warmth in her heart, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips:

"A Chao, have you forgotten how I once watched Lin Shu'er being torn apart by a hound without even blinking an eye?"

He Chaoye's hand still covered her, "The past is the past. Now I am by your side and I don't want these filth to dirty your eyes."

Endless emotions grew wildly in her heart, her heartbeat was like thunder, her eyes twinkled, and her voice was sweet and sticky: "A Chao, you treat me so well."

"You are my wife, so I must treat you well."

"What if I'm not?"

He Chaoye gently scratched the tip of her nose with his fingertips. "No ifs or buts. I won't marry any other woman except you."

Mentioning this, Xiang Huaiyue couldn't help but jokingly said:

"I don't know who received the imperial edict, but he married me unwillingly. He even signed a contract with me and divorced me three months later."

He Chaoye's eyes met hers through his fingers, and he spoke slowly:

"I never thought I would meet you, let alone fall in love with you, but I did. No matter what happens in the future, you will always be the most important part of my life."

The wind and snow were blowing, and snowflakes swirled down and landed on their hair.

Xiang Huaiyue only clearly heard his affectionate confession.

His eyes were firm and tender, and she was the only one in his eyes.

At this moment, Xiang Huaiyue suddenly felt that the world had stopped, but her heart was still beating.

At the moment when their minds were connected, the wind and snow around them were eclipsed, leaving only the stars bursting out in their eyes.

After a few breaths, Xiang Huaiyue finally found his voice. "Ah Chao, the ultimate question for humanity is, would you consider a kiss?"

He Chaoye's eyes reflected a deep smile. He held the back of her head and gently gave her a tender and lingering kiss.

Not long after, the person lying on the ground stretched out his trembling right hand.

Then it fell heavily to the ground.

He Chaoye and Xiang Huaiyue stiffened slightly and looked over at the same time.

"Achao, we seem to have forgotten his existence." Xiang Huaiyue cleared his throat.

She could imagine the other person's state of mind when she woke up and saw them kissing.

I'm afraid he is heartbroken and wants to ask: Can you please take care of my life or death?

He Chaoye did not let go of his hands that were covering her eyes, and used the spear in his right hand to push away her hair.

Lying on the ground was a handsome man, still breathing faintly.

"Achao, should we save him?" Xiang Huaiyue asked softly.

He Chaoye has been fighting in all directions for many years. As long as he sees a companion who is still alive, he will do his best to bring him back.

He couldn't just stand by and watch someone die.

So he took the man to a side hospital and asked a doctor to treat him.

The man was in a coma for three days and finally woke up.

Xiang Huaiyue raised her eyes to look at the sleepy He Chaoye and said with a faint smile: "A Chao, he's awake..."

He Chaoye, who was sitting at the desk, raised his eyelids and walked slowly to the couch.

The man saw the unfamiliar house, propped himself up and sat up. He glanced at them and asked in confusion, "You saved me?"

"Yes." He Chaoye nodded.

"My name is Duan Jun," he said, bowing. "May I know your names?"

He Chaoye said calmly: "I am He Chaoye, she is my wife."

He did not reveal Xiang Huaiyue's name.

After all, Xiang is a royal surname, and I'm afraid it will bring her unnecessary trouble.

Xiang Huaiyue smiled slightly and said nothing more.

"Duan Jun would like to thank Mr. He and Mrs. He for saving my life." Duan Jun's eyes wandered over the two of them.

"It's just a small favor." He Chaoye suddenly changed the subject, "I just don't know why Master Duan is here with so many wounds, is he being hunted by someone?"

Duan Jun frowned slightly, a hint of anger flashed across his eyes, and he said sternly:

"My most respected elder brother actually took advantage of my unpreparedness and killed me. If I hadn't met you, I'm afraid I would never have the chance to seek revenge!"

Xiang Huaiyue's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

He Chaoye's face was expressionless. He simply asked him calmly, "Who is Mr. Duan's eldest brother?"

Duan Jun was stunned and flicked his sleeves, "Let's not talk about him anymore, it's bad luck!"

He Chaoye's brows darkened a little. He poured him a cup of tea and said quietly, "Mr. Duan is no longer seriously injured. He will be fine after recuperating for a while. I'll help you send a message to your family."

Duan Jun took the teacup and took a sip of tea, then said with a wry smile, "My eldest brother is the only one left at home. If I go back now, I'm afraid he'll wipe me out completely. I want to recuperate before returning."

Every word he said seemed flawless, but in fact was full of loopholes.

It also seems like he is deliberately hiding something.

He Chaoye pulled his lip and said slowly, "In that case, Master Duan, please stay here."

"Thank you, Mr. He, you are such a nice person." Duan Jun said with a smile.

But his gaze paused, then fell on Xiang Huaiyue, and his tone was a little nonchalant, "Why is Madam He not talking? Is she suffering from a hidden illness?"

Xiang Huaiyue had a good impression of him at first, but when she heard these words, her eyes turned cold for a moment when she looked at him.

She was silent for a moment and nodded.

It's good to pretend to be dumb, at least you don't have to talk to such people.

He Chaoye stepped aside, pretending to accidentally block his view of Huaiyue, and said with a frown, "My wife was born with aphasia."

Duan Jun was startled, his gaze shifted to He Chaoye, and a hint of apology lingered in his tone, "So that's how it is. I apologize for any offense I caused earlier."

"Excuse me." He Chaoye held Xiang Huaiyue's wrist and pulled her away.

Go back to the main house and close the door.

Xiang Huaiyue frowned and said, "A Chao, he's so weird."

He Chaoye lowered his eyes to look at her, "I'll take you away from here."

"But we have already written to tell Zhizhi that we are here." Xiang Huaiyue whispered softly.

He Chaoye picked up the wolf hair brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the rice paper, "Write to them again."

"Okay." Xiang Huaiyue stood quietly by the side and watched him write the letter.

His handwriting is so powerful that it can be seen through the paper, and the characters are sharp, just like his personality, which can deliver a fatal blow to the enemy without expecting it.

Xiang Huaiyue's eyes moved, staring at his face with lowered brows, quiet, focused and handsome.

Less than a cup of tea later, He Chaoye put down the wolf hair brush and looked up at her. He found that she was staring at him intently, and he couldn't help but chuckle:

"What is my princess looking at? She is so lost in thought."

Xiang Huaiyue suddenly came back to his senses, shaking his head like a rattle, "I didn't see anything."

She absolutely could not admit that she was obsessed with love.

He Chaoye stared into her clear black eyes, his eyebrows slightly raised, his tone clearly revealing a bit of disbelief, "Really?"

Xiang Huaiyue leaned closer to He Chaoye's arms, resting her head on his chest, looking up at him, "A Chao, don't you believe me?"

She blinked her lively eyes lightly, like a spoiled and docile little kitten.

He Chao's ambition melted away. He put his arm around her waist and placed her on his lap. His big hands gently stroked her temples, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You naturally believe in me, Princess."

He leaned over, watching the thin lips approaching, Xiang Huaiyue's heart seemed to jump out, and suddenly he felt the atmosphere around him rise several degrees.

As Xiang Huaiyue's heartbeat accelerated, he kissed her forehead little by little, his warm lips moving across the tip of her nose and then to her red lips.

Xiang Huaiyue's ears suddenly turned red, she felt numb and tingling, and her body softened a little.

She sat limply on his lap, unable to resist his wanton temptation at all.

When his palm landed on her waist, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and subconsciously said: "A Chao..."

Her voice was soft, like a feather brushing against his heart, causing an itch.

He Chaoye picked her up and walked towards the couch while kissing her.

But before he had taken two steps, there was a movement in the yard, mixed with the heavy and uniform sound of horse hooves.

After a long whistle, the sound of neat and loud footsteps gradually approached.

Countless flames poured in, illuminating every corner of the yard.

He Chaoye paused in kissing her, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "Yueyue, I'm afraid we've fallen into Duan Jun's trap."

Xiang Huaiyue was startled and said in a deep voice, "There are quite a few people coming. They are going to kill us all!"

He Chaoye's eyes darkened as he glanced at the carrier pigeon waiting quietly by the window.

It folded its wings and stood still, its eyes showing cleverness and vigilance.

He Chaoye carried Xiang Huaiyue to the window and tied the letter to its paw.

Xiang Huaiyue picked it up and threw it into the inky night sky.

A graceful arc crossed the sky, spread its wings and flew high, disappearing into the night.

"Achao, please write a letter to my seventh brother." Xiang Huaiyue suddenly said.

The seventh prince is still in the tent, and it's not far from Jincheng. He can still make it in time by riding fast.

"Once he comes, everything will be too late." He Chaoye's expression was particularly calm, without a trace of panic.

"But..." Before Xiang Huaiyue could finish her words, the door was suddenly kicked open.

"You have been surrounded. Why don't you come out and surrender quickly!" It was Duan Jun's voice.

He Chaoye's eyes swept across her face, then he glanced coldly at the door, his tone revealing a cold and sharp tone: "Who sent you here?"

"Come out and talk!" Duan Jun obviously didn't have the patience to answer her question. He growled inside, "Otherwise I'll have someone kick down the door!"