She was wearing thin clothes, and her sleeves were even more gauze, and as soon as she went out suddenly, she only felt cold all over, and her hands and feet were already cold.

Huan Yi carried her back to her room like this, stretched out his legs and kicked the door open.

Her maid "Xuan'er" was there holding the charcoal fire in the brazier, and with a sudden sound, the silver shovel in her hand fell off, and Mars jumped on her skirt, and she let out an "oops".

"Get out." There was a faint anger in Huan Yi's voice.

Who doesn't know Huan Yu's reputation in Beijing, the famous overlord relies on his grandfather and uncle, don't say it's them, even the royal family and nobles may not be in their eyes.

Xuan'er didn't care about seeing what her skirt was burning, so she just retreated in a hurry.

However, before she could close the door, Jiang Mo felt her body sink, and he slammed it to the cold ground.

"You shitty thing deserves her name?!" His eyes were cold, "That mouth of yours will only defile her." ”

Jiang Mo slowly got up from the cold and biting floor tiles, not realizing that his knees had been broken, "Yes, she is Miss Houmen, I am just something for the pleasure of men, so naturally I am not worthy of talking about her." ”

Hearing her say this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and only after a long time did he snort coldly, "It's good to know." ”

After saying that, he walked straight to the table and sat down, reached out and poured a glass of cold wine, and drank it all with a of his neck.

After his fall just now, her lips were broken, and the fishy sweet breath spread in her mouth, and she only took out the handkerchief hidden in her sleeve and wiped the blood foam from the corners of her lips.

Immediately she took out the finest wine from the cupboard and poured it into the brass kettle, and in a few moments the room was filled with the smell of wine.

She poured the boiling wine into the flask, and walked to Huan Yi with a gentle step.

But seeing that he had drunk heartily, he didn't even have a personal system, the hairpin on his head had already staggered, and a few strands of black broken hair hung down messily. And his clothes were even more disheveled, and his reddened chest could be faintly seen at the neckline.

Her eyes fell on the jade plaque on his chest, and she was stunned for a long time, until his slender fingers covered it, and she woke up from a dream, then poured a glass of hot wine and handed it to him.

"Young Master Huan, on such a cold day, cold wine will hurt your body."

He didn't serve the hot drink, but the bony hand was still rubbing the jade plate, "Why don't you ask?" ”

"The little boy's memory is really bad, what you reprimanded the concubine just now, why don't you remember it now?" She pursed her lips and smiled, "Where do I dare to mention her again?!" ”

"You've learned to use your words to pressure me." Maybe it was because he was drunk, and the anger in his voice dissipated most of it, and he didn't seem to think that Jiang Mo would know that this jade plate was given by that woman.

After he finished speaking, he drank all the wine she handed over, and even his voice was a little drunk, "Even the first emperor praised her like that, such a smart person, but she died unclearly, but I don't even have the slightest clue, how can I be willing?" ”

The snow light refracted on the glazed tiles on the opposite side illuminated his eyes thoroughly, and even the drop of crystal that slowly fell from the corner of his eye was also clearly illuminated.