Wei Yangmou

The snow was not heavy, but it fluttered and fell like catkins. Now everything is quiet, only the palace lanterns are still on, and the shadowy light against the snow makes people feel peaceful. The restlessness that arose just now followed Slowly calmed down.

"Your Highness, you won't be returning to the palace today, will you?"

Han Yan remembers that the second floor of Zidu Tea House, which she had been to, had a very wide window sill. If the snow does not come in, you can lie down by opening the window. The wind does not blow in, but you can catch the snowflakes with your hands. It is a good place to enjoy the snow. place.

It's rare for Han Yan to have an idea about having fun, so Liu Che naturally agreed, and the two of them didn't ride horses.

However, along the coast of Jiaodong, when the snow started to fall, the wind picked up, and when it blew on the face, it hurt like a knife.

Liu Che reached out and touched Han Yan's face, only to feel that it was a bit cold, so he pulled him over, hugged him face to face, and pulled the cloak to cover him tightly.

The bitter smell of wind and snow in the nostrils disappeared. As long as Han Yan breathed, he could always smell the faint scent of ambergris on Liu Che's body. It should be very aggressive, but it always made Han Yan feel relaxed. down.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and Zidu Tea House is not close. Liu Che looked at the empty street, and simply hugged Han Yan, jumped in the air, stepped on the roof, swished twice, and jumped to the place, because of the speed Too soon, the snowflakes that had fallen all over were thrown off.

He seemed to appear here out of thin air.

The owner of the store was going to close due to the heavy snow, but Liu Che knocked on the door abruptly. Xiao Er was a little bit disbelieving when he saw Liu Che, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously. Han Yan got out of Liu Che's arms and threw a piece of gold to him. He: "Bring us some good wine, ask for a pot, and some fresh meat. Don't wait for us. We will leave tomorrow morning."

Xiao Er came back to his senses when he saw Han Yan, and his attitude immediately became terrified. He never thought that one day he would be called up by the King of Jiaodong himself, and the queen of Jiaodong gave him a big piece of gold.

Xiao Er went to the back kitchen like a dream, completely forgetting to lead the two upstairs, but fortunately Han Yan had planned and knew the way, so she went up by herself.

Liu Che glanced at it. This private room is not considered spacious, but it is more than enough for two people. There is a charcoal basin that is about to burn out in the corner. Only scarlet sparks flicker occasionally, which is a bit desolate for no reason. .

Han Yan had already walked over to open the window, and the wind and snow gushed in instantly, making one's spirit tremble, and one could not help but feel a shivering feeling of scalp numbness.

Liu Che took a breath, he liked this kind of breath better than snuggling up warmly, it was indescribably refreshing.

However, Han Yan is not him, and he doesn't have such a cold-resistant body. Even if he wants to lie down and look at the snow, his body can't bear it.

Liu Che had no choice but to go over and make a meat pad for him, wrap Han Yan in his arms, let his body slowly heat up, and keep providing heat to the baby on his body.

The store clerk quickly brought the things up, unexpectedly it was a step too late, the two were really calm, they just opened the door and hugged each other like this.

Although everyone in Jiaodong knows that the king and queen of Jiaodong are very affectionate, no one has seen it with their own eyes.Right now, the waiter is forced to be intuitive.

He didn't know whether he should go in, and stood at the door, his hands and feet trembling from the excitement.

Liu Che turned his head to look at him, and raised his chin slightly: "Let's put it down..."

Only then did Xiao Er come to his senses, his calves trembled, and he froze for a moment before smiling embarrassingly. Liu Che was not angry, which was beyond his expectation. His Royal Highness Jiaodong's temper didn't seem to be as bad as the rumors said, and he didn't know Who is the gossip.

Xiao Er ran back and forth twice, brought up four jars of wine, placed a table full of meat, brought a bamboo basket full of charcoal fires for cooking pots and braziers, and finally brought a brand new quilt come up.

Liu Che's eyebrows twitched slightly, he took out a jade buckle from his purse, and threw it to Xiaoer.

Xiao Er was overjoyed, thanked her again and again, but didn't say much, and retreated very tactfully, and closed the door of the private room tightly.

When the footsteps faded away, Liu Che patted Han Yan on the shoulder: "If you don't come out, you will be suffocated."

Han Yan blushed, shook her head and sighed: "This is where the fame of the whole life is ruined."

The action of Liu Che holding him and sitting on the window sill earlier was so natural that he even forgot for a moment that this was not the bedroom of the palace, when Xiao Er ran up.

He just came back to his senses, but it was too late, he would feel more guilty if he went down at this time, it would be better to stick to the end and be frank.

Although she thought so in her heart, Han Yan was still a little embarrassed, even when she looked at Liu Che, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's snowing again..."

Liu Che changed the subject very thoughtfully, and the two of them were still lying on the window sill overlapping each other, but the quilt sent by Xiaoer was used to spread it under them.

Han Yan really reached out to catch the snowflakes as she thought, but the snowflakes melted immediately, leaving only a little coolness in the palm of her hand.

Not long after, Han Yan's hand turned red from the cold. Liu Che held his red fingertips and took him back slowly: "If you look at the snow in the future, you should find a place where there is no wind, otherwise the snow will blow away." How much do you want to see, let the wind blow you silly first."

These words were really distasteful, and Han Yan couldn't help scratching his palm to express his dissatisfaction.

Liu Che couldn't help laughing, and said as if apologizing: "There should be such a place, so I'll find it and take you to see the snow."

Although these words did not sound very practical, Han Yan was very useful and generously rewarded Liu Che with a smiling face.

Liu Che only thought that he was seducing him, and bowed his head to kiss him unceremoniously.

The fierce cold wind couldn't stop a skinless man like Liu Che, whose hands got into Han Yan's skirt at some point, and began to knead unceremoniously.

Han Yan was afraid that the two would get into a quarrel and fall down. Although the place was not high and there was no one outside, it was so cold that it was hard to be really unscrupulous. Liu Che tossed for a while, and Han Yan stretched out his hand to push he.

Liu Che acted as if he didn't feel it, and still went his own way. Han Yan struggled for a while, and was surprised to find that Liu Che seemed to be more motivated, and suddenly felt helpless: "Your Highness..."

Liu Che held him tightly in his arms, buried his head in his neck, heard the movement, and responded vaguely and perfunctorily.

Han Yan sighed, and was about to let it go, when a very sharp shout suddenly came from outside the window.

The unsuspecting two were startled, and Han Yan obviously felt Liu Che's uncontrollable enthusiasm, and it subsided a lot in an instant.

"what happened?!"

Han Yan pretended not to notice and looked out.

Liu Che adjusted his clothes with a dark face, and carried him in: "I'll go out and have a look, you stay well."

At this time, Han Yan was very sensible not to provoke him, she nodded cooperatively, and watched him jump down from the window sill. After about a while, he had disappeared, so she walked slowly to the window sill, opened the window and looked out .

The icy breath pressed against his neck tightly, and Han Yan froze. The unique touch of metal weapons made him stunned for a moment.

"It's a good trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

Han Yan lowered her eyes, followed the sword slowly, and soon saw the man in black.

You can tell it's an assassin at a glance.

"Go in..."

The assassin's voice was very flat, and he couldn't hear the slightest emotional fluctuations when he spoke. Han Yan observed him calmly, and slowly backed away obediently.

Holding a sword, the assassin followed his footsteps and walked in step by step. Just as he was about to close the window, a hand suddenly stretched out from outside and pulled him out with lightning speed. The hand was still on Han Yan's throat. Just like that, his long sword flew out with his master.

Han Yan didn't dare to approach the window rashly, but knew that the person outside must be Liu Che. He listened carefully to the movement around him, but there was no sound of breathing.

However, the moment his hand touched the window, his heart trembled, and he immediately took a step back.

The slender sword pierced through the window, Han Yan turned sideways, and the sword passed through his chest. The opponent didn't seem to want to kill him, but the sword seemed to show some affection.

Han Yan didn't have a weapon on her body, so she could only use her hands at this time.

He directly slashed at the assassin's sword-holding hand with a knife, but the opponent only trembled and still held the sword handle firmly.

Han Yan didn't succeed in one blow, so she quickly retreated. The assassin chased him, but his movements were not flexible, but his strength was very strong. Han Yan's several swords that he dodged were all chopped to the ground by him, and the wooden ground suddenly fell into pieces. , Sawdust flying all over the sky.

Han Yan kicked over the gurgling soup pot on the table, and the hot soup spilled out in an instant, but the other party didn't hide, being covered in hot soup, he didn't respond, and didn't even cry out in pain .

Han Yan froze for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, but the opponent's attack was too fierce, and he had no time to think about it. The two of them made a mess in the private room. Han Yan was suspicious. Although he didn't understand what went wrong, Subconsciously pay attention to this person's movements.

The man was covered in water, leaving a lot of wet footprints during his actions, but he didn't wear much, probably so as not to affect his actions.

Han Yan couldn't match the opponent's strength, but her movement was much more flexible. Seeing the opportunity, she simply jumped out of the window. The assassin was about to chase after him, but two black-clothed youths came out from the stabbing, one by one and one sword at a time. Return.

Han Yan looked up, only to feel that these two people looked very familiar. They were the four alchemists sent by Liu Che to protect him and had appeared once before.

"Stay alive!"

Han Yan gave an order, and was about to turn around to help Liu Che, when there was a flash in the corner of her eyes, four or five black shadows flew out one after another, piled together like salted fish.

"Han Yan, how are you?"

Liu Che stepped over in two steps and reached out to touch him. Han Yan shook her head and looked up to see the two alchemists fighting against the assassin on the window sill.

The opponent was already at a disadvantage, but he had no intention of retreating at all. His eyes were still looking at Han Yan from time to time, and it was obvious that he was going to charge towards him.

There is no feeling, only orders.

Han Yan's pupils shrank slightly, thinking that she probably knew what it was.

"To be targeted so quickly..."

Han Yan couldn't help shaking her head, thinking, Liu Rong must have been pushed into a hurry.That's right, Wei Qing's army ate most of Xuzhou in just one month. At this speed... Liu Rong is probably not only anxious, but also scared...