However, Feng Canglun's eyes were both aware and worried.
"What's wrong? You've been looking so gloomy these past few days. Can you tell me what's on your mind?"
Qianxun gently hugged Feng Canglun and smelled the familiar and reassuring smell.
The feeling of happiness spreads gently.
The only fly in the ointment is that this guy had something on his mind and didn't tell her.[
"I was wondering...am I not satisfying you? You still have so much time to spend with Fengchun during the day..."
Feng Canglun suddenly became evil and kissed her with a smile.
Qianxun blushed, stretched out her hand and twisted his face hard, "Ouch, it hurts... Madam, please be gentle when you do it!"
Feng Canglun couldn't laugh or cry. Every time he mentioned Fengchun, every time he made fun of them, Qianxun would "teach" him this way.
"You've exhausted me, and you still have the nerve to say that? Feng Canglun, don't touch me tonight!"
Qianxun raised her eyebrows and said majestically.
Feng Canglun blinked slyly, "When the time comes, I won't let you disobey me. I have a way to make you beg me..."
Qianxun started laughing, then suddenly stopped laughing, "Cang Lun, do you feel it's a little cold today? It seems... it's cold? Hey, isn't it still July? Why does it feel like winter all of a sudden?"
I just woke up and didn't feel cold yet. I didn't expect that the weather suddenly changed after a few flirtations with Feng Canglun?
Feng Canglun's expression changed. He remembered Princess Ruyi's prophecy clearly. This day should be the last day predicted by Princess Ruyi!
Unexpectedly, all her predictions came true!
Feng Canglun got up and quickly put on his cloak. The temperature suddenly became so low that his skin was so cold that goosebumps appeared. As soon as he opened the window screen, he was stunned immediately.
The sky is filled with fine and dense snowflakes!
The snowflakes danced with the wind and fell on the vermilion roof of the palace. There were little white stars, but they did not melt.
The wind is blowing, so cold!
"What's going on? It snows in July?"
Qianxun mumbled a few words, quickly found a thick robe from the closet, put it on, and then found Feng Canglun. A faint scent of flowers hit his face. Although ancient times were not as advanced as modern science and technology, the aspect of preservation was better.