The capital city in October has been covered in cold weather. At least every night, passers-by have already put on thick coats. The capital city is always bustling and lively, as if no matter what happens, it will continue like this and never change anything for others.

Amid the noise, a sound of horse hooves quietly stepped through the night sky. The people in the carriage wrapped their cloak tighter and urged the driver in front of him, "Hurry up, otherwise you won't catch up." The driver in front of him was not as strong and simple as ordinary people. His dressing in brocade clothes and the jade pendant that was looming on his waist could indicate his identity as either rich or noble. When he heard the urging in the carriage, he was not angry, but he drove the car faster as she told him.

A very hidden family in the capital quietly opened their doors at this moment, as if they were welcoming some guests. From time to time, two heads were poked out at the door and looked out. After finding that they were empty, they would quickly retract their heads. After going back and forth several times, one of the people inside was also angry.

He said irritably, "When did I start doing this job? I have been demoted by myself." After saying that, he was about to walk into the house. The woman standing beside him quickly grabbed him, and then comforted him, "Okay, it's okay, it's not easy for anyone to be in this cold weather, so you can say less. Besides, you are not the only one waiting here. Am I still with you?"

He looked at her in disbelief as if she had heard some big joke. After looking up and down, he said, "Do you mean you are comparing with me now? If you think it through, then talk, what is your identity to compare with me?" The woman was obviously angry after hearing his words. She took several deep breaths and said to the man: "All right, don't talk to me. If you like, go back, go back. You are not alone here."

After hearing the woman's words, he smiled and said, "Are you angry? Don't be angry, come and laugh." The woman finally couldn't bear it anymore and used a trembling sternness to him. While the two were fighting and quarrel, they welcomed their first guest tonight.

The visitor was wearing a moon-white dress, and his whole body was noble and cold, like a crescent moon hanging in the sky, which could be viewed from afar and not played with. He nodded to the two of them, and then led the maid behind them into the study not far away.

The night is still long, and this is just the beginning.

On the streets of the capital, a woman with a black hat couldn't see her appearance quickly walked on the street. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, her graceful figure could be seen from her walking movements. Beside her was a man holding a sword, with a tall figure, and a starry eyes and sword eyebrows that were not easy to detect.

He pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word along the way, but he didn't feel that, as if he had been used to this kind of life. I don't know how long he had walked, but the woman beside him finally said her first sentence tonight: "How long will it take to go? I don't seem to be able to walk anymore." He didn't even look at the woman, but just looked at the road ahead: "It's coming soon, you can hold on."

The woman glanced at him several times, and found that he was walking forward without squinting. She lifted the hat on her head and said to him, "I don't, I want you to coax me, I will continue to move forward. I really can't walk anymore." As she said that, she raised her hand and stood there and looked at him motionlessly.

Just as the woman lifted up the hood, the man heard sobs from all directions. He looked over with a cold face, giving those men who were so shocked that their eyes were about to fall off, and illuminating the sword in his hand intentionally or unintentionally. They were all scared back and did not dare to look here again. However, there were also people with luck who were secretly looking at it from time to time.

The woman naturally noticed these situations around her, but she was still not ready to stop. She just looked at the man with a good attitude, as if she was waiting for what he would do about this matter. When he walked towards her, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and she was thinking about various things in her mind.

He looks so beautiful in black clothes. She will buy him countless black clothes in the future, different styles, so he can change one every day. So should he also change the inner clothes to black for him? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lower her head, and the red clouds completely spread from both sides of her cheeks to all parts of her face.

However, he just walked over calmly, and then brought the veil on her head again. He said to her coldly: "Put it, don't have another next time." As he said that, he took her hand and walked forward. The woman followed him obediently without refuting a word. If someone lifted her veil at this moment, she would definitely see her red-colored face.

When she saw his face appear in front of her, she forgot all the words she thought about in her mind, leaving only his handsome face and the faint blue stubble on her lips. His voice was so nice, she thought. In this way, she didn't use anything he said at all, so she obediently walked with him. Many years later, she still couldn't help but sigh when she thought about this scene today. Perhaps they had decided the outcome from the beginning. He will always be the one who won without a fight, and she will always be the one who will give up the disadvantage.

Finally, the carriage reached the door of the mansion with a squeaking twist. The coachman just parked the car and walked straight to the back and pulled the curtain to pick up the people in the carriage. The man waiting at the door couldn't help rolling his eyes, and this action was naturally stopped by the woman next to him. She stretched out her hand and twisted him, and then smiled and greeted the two people who had just arrived in.

The woman in the carriage didn't say anything. She held the coachman's hand and showed a polite smile to the woman waiting at the door, and then led it in by the maid at the door. As soon as they entered, they heard the complaint from the man: "Why have she changed a lot of other things over the years? This style is getting more and more annoying?"

Shortly after they arrived, a pair of figures appeared at the door. The woman who had been waiting at the door for a long time came up and said to them: "Why don't you come here in a carriage? This is a cold weather on the road, so hurry up and go in and take a break."

The woman smiled embarrassedly at her. Although there was a black curtain in front of her, I didn't know if she could see it clearly. The man beside her had no objection. He nodded to the woman waiting at the door, and walked in with her hand.

Finally, everyone gathered together. The two waiting at the door breathed a sigh of relief and asked the maid to close the door tightly. The man couldn't help but stretched, then looked at the woman beside him and said, "It's not bad, little girl, it seems that Xu Yan has indeed trained you well. Today, he looks a bit like being the mistress."

The woman beside him froze when he heard his words, and then said to him unnaturally: "I think you have drunk too much and even talk nonsense."
Chapter completed!