Chu Fengqing opened his mouth and caught a glimpse of a red dress in the corner of the wall.
He pursed his lips, a hint of apology flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said, “Father, although I look like Brother, but I am Yinyin.”
“Yinyin?”
Father Chu was a little confused to begin with, so he didn’t think for long before returning to his previous state.
Hearing this, Ji Yujin, who was outside the room, did not go in again but turned and left.
Chu Fengqing sighed softly, wrapped his fox fur coat tighter, and said, “Father, I’m leaving now. I’ll come to see you next time.”
On the way back home, the two were extremely silent. Ji Yujin leaned back in the chair with his eyes closed. Chu Fengqing didn’t know what to do. He always felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, so he simply lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the falling snow outside.
Once the snow starts falling in the capital, it never stops. He hasn’t seen a cloudless sky for a long time, and the weather is always gloomy and cold.
But the Spring Festival is coming soon. After the beginning of spring, everything will revive, and things should be better.
Chu Fengqing held up the curtain with his fingers, which soon became icy cold. He left the fox fur to his father. He didn’t feel it just now, but after a while he felt the chill slowly penetrating into his bones.
Ji Yujin’s lazy voice sounded beside his ears: “Tsk, what’s so good to see about snow? Are you still a child? Be careful not to catch a cold again.”
Chu Fengqing turned his head and saw Ji Yujin sitting next to him at some point, loosening the curtain in his hand.
After the curtain was drawn, the carriage became an enclosed space again. Chu Fengqing let out an “en” softly and placed his hand on the hand warmer.
He knew that Ji Yujin had heard Father Chu’s call of “Qing’er”. He thought Ji Yujin would definitely ask him and even prepared an explanation. However, he did not expect him to be so silent, which made him a little uneasy.
The wheels of the carriage turned quietly, and that was the only sound left in the silence.
“You…”
“I…”
They both spoke at the same time.
Chu Fengqing blinked, and Ji Yujin curled his lips. “What do you want to say? Go ahead.”
Chu Fengqing: “When do we leave for Mount Yu?”
Ji Yujin: “Around these two days, don’t run around these two days. If you catch a cold, when the time comes, the mountain won’t be as comfortable as the mansion, that would be terrible.”
He thought about it and began to hesitate. “How about you not go? I originally wanted to take you out for some fresh air, but Mount Yu is covered with snow all year round, and the temperature is lower than in this city.”
He looked at Chu Fengqing and said, “With your body, forget it. I’m afraid the strong wind there will break you.”
Chu Fengqing: “……”
His pale lips were pressed into a straight line, showing his displeasure. He stared at Ji Yujin, his voice cold and unhurried, but his pronunciation was heavier than usual, and he seriously said, “I am a physician, I know how my body is, I am not as weak as you say, I can do what you can do.”
Looking at his serious and earnest look, Ji Yujin tilted his head back and leaned against the carriage with a smile in his eyes. He discovered that this person, who looked like a cold and aloof immortal, was actually quite easy to tease and would take the bait easily. He was really interesting.
He is obviously very weak, but he won’t let anyone say it.
Ji Yujin: “Yes, yes, yes, you are in great shape, the best in the world, no one is in better shape than you.”
“Uh…” Chu Fengqing frowned when hearing his coaxing, childish tone. He also realized that he was being a little too serious. His earlobes were slightly stained red. He turned his head away and stopped looking at Ji Yujin.
Ji Yujin: “I have to go to Xichang. I’ll ask the coachman to take you back.”
Chu Fengqing let out an “en” and added, “Be careful on the road.”
Ji Yujin raised his eyebrows. It is also good to marry a wife. At least someone would tell him to be careful. He thought about it and jumped off the moving carriage.
Chu Fengqing was frightened by him and leaned out to check, but saw Ji Yujin in a red robe landing steadily on the ground, waving at him and smiling: “Pull the curtain, the wind is strong.”
After Ji Yujin arrived at Xichang, he took out an article from the drawer. The paper of the article was a little yellowed, but the handwriting was still clearly visible. The name was written on it: Chu Fengqing.
It can be seen that the paper is quite old, but the owner has kept it very well, there are no creases on it, and it is neat and tidy.
Ji Yujin pinched the piece of paper between his fingers, and the extremely cold face and the hand stretched out towards him appeared in his mind again.
Qing’er… right?
Their faces look the same, but their handwriting can’t be the same.
Ji Yujin came back early that day, and Chu Fengqing had just finished taking a bath. It wasn’t known what got him crazy enough to insist on having him write a manuscript for him.
Ji Yujin took the manuscript he had just written back with him. After returning to Xichang, he took out both articles. He was slightly stunned when he saw them.
The handwriting on both sides is completely different. The one he just wrote is in an elegant Zanhua Xiaokai style, while the one in the previous article is in a graceful Shou Jinti style.
Ji Yujin propped his chin with his hand, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes. He stared at the two manuscripts on the table. The two manuscripts were completely different. Could it be that he made a mistake…
Chu Fengqing put away his writing brush and ink and washed his hands before going to bed. He had a talent for calligraphy since he was young. No matter what kind of font the characters were, give him half a month and he can practice a few, so he can write many types of style.
His younger sister Chu Yinyin has always written in an elegant Zanhua Xiaokai font. He is meticulous, and after coming here, he also changed his handwriting to what she is good at.
Two days passed in a flash.
Thanks to Ji Yujin, he even went to the Tianlao. Now the jailer of the Tianlao did not stop him and let him in directly without even looking at the token. With the identity of the wife recognized by Ji Yujin, this was the best pass.
But Chu Fengqing was not happy. Every time at this time, he felt more guilty. He was just relying on Ji Yujin’s identity.
When Chu Fengqing went to the Tianlao, he was always accompanied by a few Jinyiwei, although he also did not understand why Ji Yujin made such arrangements.
Father Chu’s poison could not be cured in one go, but at least he is much better now, and at least he has the basic ability to take care of himself.
Winter hunting also officially began.
A huge group of people rushed to Mount Yu, with the carriages of the emperor and his relatives in front and the officials’ families at the end.
Chu Fengqing was among them, and Ji Yujin was responsible for the emperor’s safety, so he traveled with the emperor and served by his side.
The journey was long, so they had to spend a night in the carriage. Chu Fengqing hadn’t sat in a carriage for so long in such a long time, and he felt uncomfortable all over. As the carriage moved higher, the temperature dropped sharply. This temperature might be bearable for ordinary people, but for Chu Fengqing, it was already unbearable.
Even though there was a charcoal fire burning in the carriage and he was even wrapped in a thick cloak; however, the carriage was not completely enclosed after all, and there was always a wisp of cold air coming in through the gaps.
Steward Mo looked at Chu Fengqing’s increasingly pale lips and handed him the hot tea he had just prepared. “Madam, drink some hot tea to warm yourself up.”
“Thank you.” Chu Fengqing held a hand warmer in his hand and wore a scarf made of rabbit fur around his neck. The snow-white furry scarf softened his usually cold face and made him look younger than his actual age.
Steward Mo looked outside with some worry. His madam was so afraid of the cold, but she had to spend the night in the carriage. What should he do?
He used pliers to light the charcoal fire a little. If the charcoal fire burned for a long time, the window had to be opened for ventilation; otherwise, he was afraid that there would be poisoning. Every time the window was opened, Chu Fengqing would hide in a place sheltered from the wind, but it was basically useless. It was still cold.
For dinner, they had the food brought from the Ji Mansion, which they ate after heating it up a little. After drinking the warm chicken soup, Chu Fengqing felt better.
But the carriage continued to move upwards. Chu Fengqing was not only cold, but he also had poor energy. He could no longer sit still.
Fortunately, this carriage has a lot of space, and if the seats are arranged a little, it can become a bed.
Steward Mo added some charcoal to the fire before leaving.
There were two carriages in the Ji Mansion. Chu Fengqing had one, and the other two servants, Steward Mo and the guards, shared one. As for Ji Yujin, he seldom came in the carriage.
Chu Fengqing was lying in bed. The charcoal fire was burning so brightly, but his hands and feet were still cold. The hot water bottle had gone from boiling hot to very cold now. The temperature in the bed dropped suddenly, and everything he touched felt like iron, icy cold, and unbearable.
He tried several times to fall asleep but failed. Just when he was thinking of getting up and reading, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the next moment someone got on.
Ji Yujin walked in, covered in snow. When he met Chu Fengqing’s eyes, he was stunned for a moment and asked, “Why haven’t you slept yet? Can’t sleep?”
In the flickering candlelight, Chu Fengqing was half lying in his undergarment, with his black hair covering his shoulders. He said honestly, “It’s too cold. I can’t sleep.”
Ji Yujin frowned, reached out, and touched his hand, which was even colder than his hand, which had just come in from outside. He let out a “tsk” and said, “How come it’s so cold? You’re even covered with a quilt. I called you little sickly seedling, and you wouldn’t even admit it.”
Now he felt a little regretful. He didn’t expect Chu Fengqing’s fear of cold was so severe.
He was originally afraid that Chu Fengqing would get bored staying in the mansion. He seldom left the mansion, and sometimes he was afraid that he would get moldy. In addition, this winter hunting would last for half a month, and he would not be in the capital for half a month. He was a little worried, that’s why he brought him here.
But he didn’t expect that he couldn’t bear it anymore before they could even reach the top of the mountain.
Chu Fengqing took his hand back and put it into the not very warm quilt. Not wanting to argue with him, he changed the subject: “Why are you here? Don’t you need to patrol?”
Ji Yujin raised his eyes lazily: “It doesn’t matter. There are cliffs on both sides. If the assassins can ambush here, then the old emperor will be doomed.”
Chu Fengqing: “……” He often heard these outrageous words from Ji Yujin, and he gradually got used to it.
Ji Yujin glanced at him, lowered his eyes, and drank a sip of tea, then simply took off his outer robe and lay down directly in the quilt.
Chu Fengqing blinked, still not quite reacting.
Ji Yujin was very calm. He pulled Chu Fengqing’s hand and covered his eyes and said, “Go to sleep. I am the opposite of you. I am a natural furnace. I will lend it to you today. I won’t charge you any money.”
The tone of his voice sounded as if Chu Fengqing had gotten a great advantage.
Chu Fengqing’s eyes were dark, and he only felt the hand covering his eyes was dry and warm. He wanted to struggle, but the moment he moved, his hands and feet were restrained.
He whispered, “Ji Yujin, let go.”
Ji Yujin’s voice rang in his ears. “Don’t move, it’s very narrow here, if you don’t want to fall, then obediently go to sleep.”
Although the carriage was large, but it was not wide enough for two people to sleep in it, so the two of them squeezed in tightly without any space.
Ji Yujin put his hands on his waist and hugged him. Chu Fengqing’s entire body covered him, he could hear his strong heartbeat and somewhat disordered breathing in his ears.
Chu Fengqing was stunned for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable. How could he sleep like this…
But all he could say was that Ji Yujin did not lie to him. The warmth came from his body, and his hands and feet, which had not been warmed up after covering them for a long time, gradually became warm. The warmth in the quilt was very comfortable. He slowly closed his eyes, already exhausted from a day’s ride.
As he was fading away from consciousness, he was even thinking in his mind that, as long as it was warm, we were all men anyway, and it was just one night, it would be fine.
Ji Yujin lowered his eyes and glanced at Chu Fengqing, who was sleeping on his chest, looking defenseless. He moved slightly, and that person even came closer following his temperature.
Seeing him like this, Ji Yujin’s eyes darkened slightly, and something was rolling in his eyes. After a while, he closed his eyes and softly said, “You are defenseless and won’t even know if you got sold.”
