Chapter 427: Hold me tight, I'm afraid of the cold
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Chapter 427: Hold me tight, I’m afraid of the cold
Qianye Yu was so angry that he punched Qianye Yunxuan in the face and said angrily:
"You're going crazy with me here, why not go find some evidence for her to prove that she has nothing to do with this!"
The Eighth Emperor uncle was really driven crazy by that girl, and he became so unruly.
Fortunately, there are only two of them in the entire imperial study now. If there are other ministers here, they don't know what they are going to say when they see him being so arrogant.
Qianye Yunxuan's crazy mood gradually began to calm down as he regained consciousness after being punched by Qianye Yu.
With a cold face, he wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corner of his mouth caused by Qianye Yu's fist, and frowned.
He was indeed driven crazy by that woman. What she said about him was right. He was being sentimental and baseless.
With a heavy expression on his face, he turned around and walked out of the imperial study, heading straight to the prison.
Damn it, it was so dark and cool there, how could she bear it?
The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, and the movements of my feet became faster and faster.
"Your Majesty!"
At the door of the prison, the guards were shocked when they saw Qianye Yunxuan rushing in like flying.
"Where is the princess?"
There was a hint of impatience in his cold voice, and his sinister eyes sternly glanced at everyone present.
The guards did not dare to neglect and immediately led Qianye Yunxuan towards the end of the prison.
"Your Majesty, please."
In the prison, Mu Yifei was like a frightened bird, frowning and closing her eyes tightly, trembling with her arms folded around her body.
His heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he rushed to her quickly, taking her cold body into his arms, and he frowned in distress.
"Why are you still standing? Go get the quilt quickly!"
He roared angrily at the guard who was standing by and hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Here, Mu Yifei, who was shivering from the cold, was held tightly in his arms, his face pressed against her cold forehead, trying to keep her warm.
The guards didn't dare to neglect, and immediately rushed out of the cell to hug the quilt.
Qianye Yunxuan and Mu Yifei were the only two people left in the entire cell.
Seeing her frowning in distress, he felt distressed and his whole heart clenched together.
Damn it, he should have insisted on not letting her come over in the first place.
This cold body, when he held her like this through her clothes, could freeze her directly into his body.
He held her tightly, rubbed her body gently with his hands, and secretly used some Qi on his hands to warm her.
"Fei'er, it's okay. We don't stay here anymore. I'll take you out."
He leaned next to her ear and spoke with distress.
In his arms, Mu Yifei, who had been frozen, was half asleep and half awake. In a daze, she heard someone calling her Fei'er, Fei'er, in her ear.
She seemed to have fantasized about and expected such a title, but now when she actually heard it, it turned out to be so heart-warming.
My body, which was originally shivering with cold, gradually felt some warmth.
She subconsciously moved towards Qianye Yunxuan's arms, buried her face in his arms, and said in a daze:
"Hold me tight, I'm afraid of the cold. It's... it's so cold here."
"Okay, okay, I'll hold you tight, don't be afraid, Fei'er don't stay here anymore, let's go."
He comforted Mu Yifei like he was coaxing a child, took off his robe and put it on Mu Yifei's body, then picked her up and walked directly out of the cell.