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Chapter 35: The Only Heat Source

A big hand reached down towards the top of her head.

"Are you okay?"

His voice was very soft, very deep, with a little bit of hoarseness, and it sounded a bit... Just as Chu Qiao was thinking about the specialness of this voice, a sudden gust of cold wind blew past, and dust and snow flew up, filling her ears, and she continued

Sneezed several times.

"No, it's okay..."

Chu Qiao shook her head hard, and even her neck made a scratching sound. It seemed that she had fallen hard.

She said it was okay, but she knew in her heart that she was lucky not to fall to death. All the bones in her body seemed to be broken. Her legs were so numb that she could no longer feel that they were part of her body. I wonder if her two arms were part of her body.

She was frozen, maintaining a tight hug, and had lost all her strength. She wanted to get up, but was afraid that if she let go, she would fall directly down the mountain.

It seems that Chu Qiao really needs to rely on his strength.

Embarrassedly, she stretched out her hand, and Chu Qiao put her hand in his. She squeezed her big hand hard, and the warmth was instantly transferred to her, becoming the only source of heat in the overwhelming coldness. Her cold and bone-chilling body seemed to suddenly become numb.

Approaching the hot stove.

The man pulled her up and let go of his hand, and the heat disappeared with him.

"Thanks."

After stabilizing her body, Chu Qiao was still in shock, her face was pale, and she gasped and said thank you.

"You... also carry water?" He did not walk away immediately, but suddenly asked, his eyes falling on her thin arm.

"Yes, yes..."

Chu Qiao replied in a low voice.

In the past dynasties, those who came to Yuquan Mountain to carry water were all strong young eunuchs. Chu Qiao was the first woman to carry water. When the disaster star did not meet someone unlucky, he had no choice but to be unlucky himself.

Seeing that the man didn't speak for a long time and didn't go away, Chu Qiao slowly raised her eyes and found that the man's handsome and deep eyes were looking at her with puzzled thoughts. This made Chu Qiao's pale face show

A little bit of red came on.

The man in front of me was tall, with regular features, handsome, and quite generous. He was wearing a half-length cotton-padded jacket outside his brocade blue robe, and he looked very warm.

Chu Qiao was originally very delicate, and with her thin shirt, she looked even more frail and pitiful standing in front of this man.

"Put this on, your clothes are torn."

The man looked away in embarrassment, took off his cotton-padded jacket, and handed it to Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then she noticed that the fall just now was really embarrassing. Not only was the skirt of her clothes torn, but the obscene clothes underneath were also exposed. Blood oozed from both elbows. The slightest movement caused excruciating pain.

The pants at the knees were torn, exposing the red flesh.

How could a girl reveal her underwear in front of outsiders? Chu Qiao hurriedly grabbed the skirt of her clothes, but there was nothing to cover her. She had to turn her body sideways, wishing she could find a hole to crawl in.

The man didn't speak any more. He just glanced at Chu Qiao, put his cotton-padded jacket on her shoulders, then turned around resolutely and strode up the mountain. A flash of brocade quickly disappeared from Chu Qiao's sight.

.

Strange, why was he going up to Yuquan Mountain in such weather? Aren't he afraid that he might slip and fall as badly as himself?

"Bah, do you think everyone is as stupid as Miss Chu Fourth?"

Chu Qiao muttered, her eyes fell on the cotton-padded jacket, and another gust of cold wind hit her. She quickly put the cotton-padded jacket on her body. Speaking of which, this cotton-padded jacket was really warm. When she wore it, the cold wind couldn't blow through her body.

It can temporarily help her cover up her shame.

After putting on her cotton-padded jacket, Chu Qiao remembered that she was scared just now, and she hadn't asked the man's name yet. How would she return the clothes to others in the future?

"Hey, hey, you..."

After saying "Hey" twice, Chu Qiao was discouraged. Apart from the towering snow-covered steps, there was no trace of the man anywhere in front of her.


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