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Su Qingluan glanced at him helplessly, put away the wooden box, and had no intention of opening it, so he walked forward first, ready to pick up the lost umbrella, but found that the fragile oil-paper umbrella had been broken.

"It seems that Lord Qin is going to share an umbrella with me. Yuan Junyao followed behind Su Qingluan, looked down at the already tattered oil-paper umbrella, and said regretfully, "The quality of this umbrella is really not good, but it can't be without an umbrella on this snowy day!" Of course, he wouldn't tell her that this fragile umbrella was "accidentally" kicked by him when he rescued her.

Su Qingluan raised her eyebrows and looked at him, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid King Yuan doesn't know who gave me this umbrella!" Seeing that Yuan Junyao was a little puzzled, she continued, "The quality of this umbrella is indeed not very good, and King Yuan also said this, does it mean that everything that comes out of the Northern Qi Palace is like this?"

"Northern Qi Imperial Palace?" Yuan Junyao was a little puzzled, could it be that there was anyone else in Northern Qi who knew her identity? Otherwise, how could she have an intersection with a small official of the Ministry of Rites.

Su Qingluan no longer paid attention to him, and walked forward with an umbrella, the snow was falling heavier and heavier, and at this time, a thick layer of snow was spread on the ground, and his feet stepped on it to make a "creaking" sound.

Yuan Junyao strode up and squeezed under the umbrella, complaining, "Qing has no conscience, I was kind enough to share half of the umbrella, but Qing left me behind." ”

Seeing his body bent pitifully under the umbrella, Su Qingluan had no choice but to raise the umbrella higher, and said angrily, "Who kicked my paper umbrella to pieces just now?"

Yuan Junyao touched his nose with some embarrassment, he was nearly thirty years old, and he seemed a little naïve. Catching a glimpse of her arm raised in order to hold him high, Yuan Junyao took the umbrella from her hand, and naturally took her hand with his other hand.

"What to do, let go!" Su Qingluan struggled twice and didn't break away, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"Don't worry, the road is slippery in the snow, beware of falling again. Yuan Junyao explained seriously.

Su Qingluan glared at him, what kind of excuse is this, treating her as the daughter of the boudoir who embroiders needles and flowers? Seeing a carriage not far away, he turned his head to look at him, "Your carriage?"

"Yes. Yuan Junyao nodded, and at the moment he regretted that he had parked the carriage too close.

When he got to the carriage and stopped the coachman, Yuan Junyao personally helped her into the carriage, and Su Qingluan also took the opportunity to withdraw his hand from his warm palm and bent down into the carriage.

Although she is a martial arts practitioner and is not too afraid of the cold, the ice and snow outside are more comfortable than the warmth and comfort in the carriage. Yuan Junyao's carriage is simply but fully decorated, and a small rosewood table is placed in the middle of the carriage, and under the table is a small cabinet that can be stored. There must be a heater under the bottom plate of the carriage, otherwise the carriage would not be so warm.

There are no frills, orange brocade inner walls, cushion cushions in light gold damask cotton. Sitting on the soft cushion with the same soft cushion at hand, Su Qingluan leaned on it and sighed comfortably.

When Yuan Junyao came in, he saw her like a lazy cat, Yuan Junyao leaned over and sat opposite her, and took out a set of tea sets, tea leaves and a small stove from under the small table, "The weather is cold, this king cooks tea for Qing to drive away the cold." As he spoke, he kept boiling tea in this carriage.

Su Qingluan leaned on the pillow and looked at him with one hand supporting his head, with a smooth and full forehead, narrow and black eyebrows, deep and smiling Danfeng eyes, a straight and tall nose bridge, ruddy and beautiful lips, and a clean and slightly pointed chin, was this man born to compete with women for beauty? I hadn't paid attention to his hands before, slender and white with distinct bones, better than her hands. Watching him cook tea smoothly can be regarded as a visual enjoyment.

Su Qingluan suddenly, more and more places on his body were attracting her, so that she didn't have time to think about the man she hadn't seen for nearly three years after hurting her. Does this mean that she is starting to be attracted to him and liking him? Can she let herself go one more time and risk being hurt again?

She doesn't promise that if things happen again, she can still be as calm as she is now, and she may collapse... So, take the risk?

"Taste?" Looking at the slender fingers stretched out in front of her, and then at the gentle and doting man opposite, she felt that he was worth her risk.

took the tea and took a sip, deliberately saying with a bitter face, "It's too hard to drink." ”

Yuan Junyao smiled, he felt that she seemed to be a little different, and his intuition told him that it was in his favor.

"Another cup?" asked her when he saw her put the cup down.

Su Qingluan propped up on the small table with one hand, looked at him as he added tea to her, and asked, "Why is King Yuan, who is so handsome, still alone?"

Yuan Junyao paused, and raised his eyes to see her with a distressed look, "The reputation of my wife is spread in the market, and it is difficult to marry a wife, so I can only deceive a girl from a distant country to be my wife!"

Su Qingluan smiled, "Wife, that's not good, I'm afraid no girl will be willing to sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman, but I heard that I want to find a girl with a hard life to suppress, why don't you find a butcher's daughter to be your wife?"

Yuan Junyao didn't expect her to say this, and said a little helplessly, "Qing's suggestion is good, but I already have a sweetheart, so what's the matter if I don't marry her for life." ”

"His Royal Highness King Yuan is really infatuated! "Su Qingluan faked his hand.

The carriage walked slowly on the snow-covered stone road, and for a moment neither of them could speak, except for the sound of the wheels rolling over the snow.

After the tea time, Su Qingluan finally couldn't help but "See what I'm doing?" The man's eyes didn't leave him all the way, and what made her powerless was his serious, affectionate eyes, which made her very uncomfortable.

"See if you start accepting me as I thought you would. If not, I hope that from now on, you can seriously consider this matter. If so, I'm sure you won't regret it, because I'll do my best to love and protect you, and I won't let what happened to you happen again. Yuan Junyao was extremely serious, and she couldn't help but be moved.

Su Qingluan didn't avoid his gaze, stared straight at him, and asked coldly after a while, "How much do you know?"

Yuan Junyao heard her voice turn cold, knowing that she understood what he meant, and knew that she might be angry, but he still decided to tell the truth, "Except for his feelings for you, basically I know, and I even know more about him than you." ”

Su Qingluan's hands trembled a little, and he didn't know whether he was angry or annoyed, "When did you know?"

"After Prince Su's wedding, I accidentally discovered it when I returned to Northern Qi to investigate the condition of the emperors of the Four Kingdoms, Fu Mingxuan disappeared for more than three years for no reason, and suddenly appeared again. Soon after he disappeared, there was a Zhanxuan general in Dajing, and when he returned to China, Dajingxuan's horse died. In addition, his appearance after disappearing was a little strange, and all kinds of coincidences added up to make me suspicious, and then I sent someone to take Fu Mingxuan's portrait to Dongjing Border Pass to find a vendor who sent fish, meat and vegetables to the military camp, and the vendor confirmed that Fu Mingxuan was Xuan's horse, so I probably knew the ins and outs of this matter. Yuan Junyao secretly observed Su Qingluan's face while explaining, in fact, he didn't tell the truth completely, on the night of Prince Su's wedding, he overheard the conversation between Su Qingluan and Mei Yihua in the dark, and only started to investigate after returning to Northern Qi, but this matter can't really be told the truth.

Su Qingluan was silent for a long time after hearing this, now her mood was a little confused, she knew that she didn't blame him for this, but now she didn't know what kind of mood to use to face him. Originally, both of them had secrets, but now her secrets were exposed to him without reservation, which made her feel a little unfair.

The carriage stopped, Su Qingluan stepped out of the carriage first, the carriage stopped in front of a restaurant, Su Qingluan did not wait for Yuan Junyao to get off the carriage and walked briskly in the direction of the post house, Yuan Junyao chased after him, but her calm and abnormal voice came, "Don't follow." ”

Yuan Junyao stopped, and let her get farther and farther away from him in the snowstorm. For some reason, he was a little afraid that she would leave his world like this. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to tell her the truth, so he could only let out a futile sigh in the snowstorm.