Chapter 795 I Won’t Save You This Time (38)
Chapter 795 I Won’t Save You This Time (38)
When talking about her cold hands, Yan Caiyue's expression showed a rare moment of trance.
The slightly cool fingertips were now held in Chen Ang's hand, and the waves of warmth made her mind drift away.
It seemed that this problem of cold hands had always been there, but she never paid attention to it when she was in the palace.
Maybe I'm used to it, or maybe there are too many people like this around me and it's not worth taking it to heart.
After all, who wouldn’t feel cold in that place?
Now that Chen Ang mentioned this, she suddenly realized that even if her hands were shaking from the cold, people could still show concern for her.
"What's wrong? But I said something wrong and made you unhappy!" Chen Ang's tone became nervous when he saw her expression, and he quickly explained, "I don't dislike you, I just feel sorry for you.
I have asked someone to prepare a hand warmer, it is a small cloisonné enamel and gilded piece, very delicate, you will definitely like it."
Yan Caiyue came from the palace and had seen good things before, so she naturally knew that the thing Chen Ang was talking about was not cheap.
Although he was in a good mood, he still said something that was not what he meant: "In fact, brass is also good. It's not a waste of money."
"You can't say that." Chen Ang did not let go of Yan Caiyue, but held her even tighter.
His eyes were gentle, and the picture in his mind made Chen Ang feel good: "When the time comes, I will buy a nice heater cover and embroider it with your favorite patterns. I will prepare a lot of fragrant wood charcoal for you. The charcoal burns without smoke and has a light fragrance.
When the stove is heated, it not only warms your hands, but also brings a sweet smell. I love to see it just thinking about it."
Yan Caiyue couldn't help laughing at his words. She raised her hand and gently patted his shoulder, pursing her lips and chuckling: "You are right. The ladies in the palace may not have such a good life as mine."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ang pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice, "Who knows? I heard that the north has been in turmoil recently, wars have been raging, and the court is also in a state of panic.
We are lucky to be able to live in a safe corner of Yucheng. Otherwise, if we are affected, it would be really..."
At this point, his tone couldn't help but become heavy: "The powerful royal family has been arrested in batches. Those without military power are fine, but if they touch someone they shouldn't touch, I'm afraid even those of us will suffer."
Yan Caiyue frowned slightly after hearing this and whispered, "The emperor is too impatient!"
There was a hint of indifference in her tone, as if she already knew the outcome: "This complicated matter cannot be contained in one pot."
Chen Ang did not hear anything wrong in these words. He just thought that his fiancée had lived in the capital before, so she knew more about these things.
Then he nodded and agreed, "Yes, we common people have no idea what's going on in the court. But let's just live our own lives."
Yan Caiyue didn't say anything else, just nodded slightly, ending the topic, and started chatting and laughing with Chen Ang again.
Chen Ang was really quick-witted. Just two days after the two of them returned to Yucheng from Luocheng, he couldn't wait to find an official matchmaker to propose marriage to the Yan family.
Although it is called the Yan family, in fact the real owner is Yan Caiyue. She is over eighteen years old, so she did not feel too shy. When Chen Ang's people came for the second time, she agreed to the marriage.
This is the custom. Even if a marriage is agreed upon, it will usually be rejected two or three times to show the woman's modesty and the man's family's respect for her.
Chen Ang fell in love with Yan Caiyue at first sight when they met in the lake.
In the past few years, he had no intention of getting married, which made his family very anxious. Now that they saw that the plan had finally come true, they took all the betrothal gifts they had prepared long ago and took them to the Yan family.
Needless to say, there were money and jewelry, and the wild goose was hunted by Chen Ang himself in the suburbs.
The two of them were in love with each other, and before long they had matched their horoscopes and signed the marriage certificate. They just had to wait for an auspicious day to get married.
It was also because of this that Chen Ang often went to the Yan family during this period. Chen's father always laughed at him for this: "What's wrong? Whenever I told you about getting married, you went out to escort the convoy. You can hide for as long as you can.
It’s different now that I have a fiancée! I’ve also started to learn how to be affectionate like you and me!”
"I just haven't met the right one!" Chen Ang was not willing to be outdone when facing his father, "Besides, this is not a romantic relationship! We just got engaged, how can I run away from home!
Besides, we are getting married in three months, and there are so many things to do. I can’t just sit there and do nothing!”
"You're right. Then tell me. The marriage has already been decided. Just prepare yourself! Why do you always run into other people's yards?" Chen's father vowed to "strip off" his son's "disguise". "If you want a wife, just want a wife. You're pretending to be a big shot! Don't worry, I won't laugh at you!"
"Are you making fun of me?" Chen Ang had an expression that said, "I don't even care to say anything to you." "You're talking as if you didn't miss my mother when you were escorting!"
Even though his son had revealed his true identity, Father Chen was not angry. Instead, he said proudly, "So what? I have a wife, but you don't!"
Chen Ang was speechless, but from then on, he went to Yan's house more frequently. The reason was better explained - my father laughed at me for not having a wife, and I felt wronged!
Although she understood that this was the other party's little trick, Yan Caiyue still smiled and kept Chen Ang. The two of them basically had lunch together during this period.
The reason was not only that she really had feelings for Chen Ang, but also because she was too lonely and it would be nice to have someone to accompany her for meals.
As for the interaction between the two and the matter of their marriage, Mi Ershi, after careful consideration, did not report it to Fu Shun.
The adult only asked me to be responsible for Aunt Yan's safety, but did not say that he would take care of her private affairs.
Chen Ang and Yan Caiyue's wedding was being prepared in full swing, but the dungeon of the capital's spies was locking up batches of people.
The place, which was not very big to begin with, became unusually crowded, and in the end, even the execution hall was occupied by people.
"Boss, is it appropriate for them to live here?" Mi Wu looked at the people who were captured, his scalp tingling. "This is usually where one or two assassins or traitors are locked up. Did they come to the wrong place? No matter how you look at it, the Heavenly Prison is more appropriate!"
The leader of the secret guards, Xu Sanyang, glanced at his men and said, "How can we decide these things? Besides, if they really go to the prison, a large number of these people will die within two days. Don't you see how many people have wanted to kill them recently?"
This is absolutely true. The poisonous food has been found three times, and the higher the status, the more threats you will face.
Those princes, dukes and so on, the people who take action are often their relatives.
After all, their death here is the best evidence to eliminate the "tyrant"!
It is also a "good thing" to give way to other brothers!
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