The princess's words were like a handful of fire in winter, burning Murong Qianqian's cold heart.

He lowered his eyes to look at this girl who touched all his feelings all the time, and shook her hand hard.

"Let's go." He led her through the cold, dark courtyard of his home.

She wanted to see his father, his grandfather, and he would take her there.

She's a good girl. Even if her father and grandfather were sorry for the Murong family in one way or another, none of these had anything to do with her.

Although Murong Qianqian didn't know if Yun Chu had explored anything, as long as Yun Chu thought about it. And he took her.

There is an ever-bright lamp in the ancestral hall, but it still seems a little lonely and bleak, the cleaning is very clean, and the second uncle should have brought his family to worship in the afternoon, and the table and tablet were wiped clean. The futons on the ground have also been replaced with new ones, and although the one-person-high incense is burned out, the entire ancestral hall is filled with a faint smell of sandalwood.

However, it is very cold here, perhaps a place to worship ancestors, and the temperature here seems to be a little lower than outside, as soon as you walk in. Yun Chu couldn't help but shudder, it was very gloomy here.

Yun Chu's gaze swept over the neatly arranged tablets in the ancestral hall of the Murong family, the Murong family has been a military general for generations, and some have been the secretary of the military department. There are generals and queens, it can be said that it is really a prominent family, but such a family has withered into this appearance when it comes to Murong Qianqian, and even Yun Chu feels a little embarrassed when he stands here.

Putting away his smiling face, Yun Chu seriously put three pillars of fragrance on the door of Murong Qianzhen's family ancestor, she is a gentleman, she doesn't need to kneel, just a little bow.

Murong Qianqian had been silently watching Yun Chu's movements on the side, and his mood was extremely complicated.

He really didn't expect Yun Chu to want to come here today.

Judging by her eyes and demeanor now, she really just came to worship, and had no other intentions.

After Murong Qianqian waited for Yun Chu to finish worshipping, he also respectfully lit incense and bowed.

Wait until he's done with everything. Yun Chu took the initiative to take his hand and helped him stand up, "Do you think your ancestors will like me in the future?" She whispered softly into his ear. The voice is soft. With a bit of playfulness.

Murong Qianqian was suddenly stopped by her and pinned to the ground, her whole body stiffened.

The death of his father, the death of his grandfather, the death of his three uncles, the bad news, and the crying of the family, came one after another at this moment, and their faces seemed to have all appeared in front of Murong Qianyu, they were all loyal and patriotic generals, and they were the iron-blooded men of the Murong family, loyal to the family surnamed Yun, but in the end, what did they get in exchange?

Sure enough, there was a problem.

Yun Chu just asked tentatively, but when she saw Murong Qianzhen's face suddenly turn pale, she sighed silently in her heart.

A gust of wind blew, and the ever-bright lamp in the ancestral hall suddenly fluttered, and the tablet flickered in front of me in the swaying light.

After the gap, there was a whining sound, like a human voice whispering, and like a ghost complaining, Yun Chu sighed in her heart, she took a step back and held on to the pillar.

Yun Chu's movements made Murong Qianqian, who was immersed in memories, suddenly come back to his senses.

"Princess?" He immediately stepped forward to support Yun Chu, her hand became more and more cold, cold without a little temperature, which made Murong Qianqian startled. "It's cold?"

"yes." Yun Chu raised his little face and smiled reluctantly.

"I'll take you away!" Murong Qianqian took Yun Chu's hand, took a step and quickly left the ancestral hall with her.

Even if her father and grandfather don't like her, but he likes and falls in love, what should he do?

Forgive me, Murong Qianqian couldn't help but say to his father and grandfather in his heart.

He has been walking alone in the darkness for too long, and Yun Chu is a light that allows him to see the light and see the warmth, and he will not easily throw it away.

So, let him be selfish.

Murong Qianqian quickly took Yun Chu's hand and walked him back to his room, he asked her to sit down on his bed, and pulled up the quilt to cover her.

His room was very cold, "Wait for me for a while, and it will be warm in a while." He said to Yun Chu.

"Yes." Yun Chu hugged the quilt and shrunk herself into a ball, trembling slightly, she was pretending.

But after pretending for a long time, even Yun Chu felt that he should be cold.

Murong Qianqian quickly turned out the charcoal basin and found a stove, he didn't use these things often, he came back very rarely, even if he came back, he himself was not afraid of the cold, but Yun Chu was different, her body was so bad. He was really afraid that a place like the ancestral hall where the wind was blowing on all sides would freeze her.

Murong Qianqian put all the heating things he could find in front of the bed as quickly as he could.

He had only now developed his room, which was so simple that there was no hot water.

"I'm going to boil water." Murong Qianqian said to Yun Chu.

"Don't go!" Yun Chu looked at him pitifully, and there was a circle of water rippling in his eyes, which made Murong Qianqian's heart ache slightly.

"I'll be back soon. Don't be afraid, I'm right outside, and I'll show up as soon as you call. Murong Qianqian pressed her shoulder comfortingly, and immediately walked out in a hurry.

Yun Chu looked around and couldn't help frowning slightly.

As the Marquis of Changle, Murong Qianqian didn't feel that the place where he lived was too simple.

The cold ground, the simple furnishings, without a trace of popularity, just like the image he usually shows to others, and this quilt! Murong Qianqian didn't think so, but Yun Chu felt that the fabric in this life was too rough.

Yun Chu got up and opened the wardrobe on one side, raising his eyebrows slightly, all black? Well, it's no wonder that whenever he sees Murong Qianqian, he is always dressed in black.

Yun Chu rummaged through the wardrobe, and then pulled a quilt on the bed to the ground, there was no carpet on the floor, she was not used to it.

She tidied herself up, and found another black cloak of Murong Qianqian to wrap herself.

When Murong Qianqian came in with a pot of boiling water after a while, what he saw was Yun Chu standing in front of his bed wrapped in his cloak.

The cloak was very long, winding and unfolding under her feet, although her body was completely wrapped in it, Murong Qianzhen could still feel the exquisite figure under the cloak and extremely graceful.

She didn't know when she had taken her hair apart, and her long hair hung down like vines, blending into the black of his black robe, as if it were one with his.

The quilt on his bed fell to the ground and was trampled under her feet, the white quilt in sharp contrast to the black robe on her body.

"Princess?" Murong Qianqian put down the kettle and closed the door, "How are you" Why are you dressed like this? But it was beautiful, she was like a fairy, jumping out of his eyes.

"Do you love me?" Yun Chu looked at Murong Qianqian and asked slowly.

Naturally, it's love, but the word seems a little indescribable.

However, Murong Qianqian still nodded.

"I believe in you." Yun Chu smiled at Murong Qianqian, "You came all the way back from Yuezhou and gave me such a big surprise, and now I will also send you a surprise." ”

After saying that, her arm shook slightly, and his cloak slowly fell off her smooth shoulder, and a perfect body that was not an inch was calmly displayed in front of Murong Qianzhen, which provoked him to take a step back and gasp. Fork table skills.

Her long hair was like black silk scattered on the snow-white body, she looked at him, her smile was as bright as a flower, her slender arms were blocked in front of her chest, her legs were closed, one leg was slightly bent, and the other hand naturally hung down between her legs, her beauty was like a luminous body, blending the innocence of a girl and another kind of enchantment, her body was carved like warm jade, I am afraid that no one in this world can be more beautiful than her.

Murong Qianqian felt that he couldn't even breathe for a moment, he knew that he should not start immediately, but such Yun Chu, such a princess Her Royal Highness was like a huge magnet, firmly attracting his attention, but he still quickly regained his senses, he lowered his eyes, quickly walked to Yun Chu's side, bent down and picked up the cloak on the ground, and wanted to wrap her again, he looked very calm, only he knew that his hands were actually trembling.

His temperament has always been cold, and he never thought that there was a woman in the world who would be so bold, so arbitrary, so warm, and so beautiful like Yun Chu.

She tore apart his original life alive, ripped off all his shells, and walked into his heart alive.

She is delicate, rude, fierce, optimistic, everything attracts him like sunshine, leads him, and takes him step by step to the present.

"Princess, it's too cold." Murong Qianqian tried his best to control his emotions and make his voice sound calmer, but his slightly hoarse voice still betrayed the throbbing in his heart.

Before he finished speaking, Yun Chu's hand wrapped around his neck like a vine, and the person also crashed into his chest, and his soft body was tightly attached to his body, "It's really cold." Yun Chu hooked him and whispered in his ear, "So you have to warm me." ”

Yun Chu's words were soft, as if they were hooked, which not only entered his ears, but also caused an uproar in his heart.

Dressed and naked against his body, he could clearly experience the sinuous curves of her body, and even feel her pulsating blood.

Yun Chu kept sticking to his arms, he couldn't push and couldn't push, and stood on the spot.

Yun Chu raised his head in his arms, "You still don't hold me?" If I'm sick, are you responsible? Her Royal Highness said plaintively.