Zhao Shu picked up the teacup and took a sip, glanced at her: "You have become so long-tongued."

Leng Rushuang smiled and said, "I am almost thirty-five, but I am the age of a tongue-in-law? I also care about the queen, the prince will tell me."

"Nothing to say."

"This New Year, it's snowing so much outside and you have nothing to do, just talk to me." Leng Rushuang encouraged him, "Best, I won't charge you for this tea."

"Did I send you a meal of tea?"

"Speak and listen."

"I don't know."

"How can the prince not know?"

"Why should I know?"

"Your Majesty, I don't believe it. Who can resist paying attention to the things you love? Anyway, there are no one else here. You tell me what you think now, do you still like others?"

"You are so idle. Wouldn't it be good to do some serious business?"

"I've been busy with my business for a year, but how many days will I rest at the end of the year? Let's hear it."

Leng Rushuang touched a plate of melon seeds and handed them to him, "When eating, talking."

Zhao Shu ignored her and turned to look at the snow outside.

Leng Rushuang felt itchy in her heart, just because she wanted to know everything about him.

I want to know what he is thinking the most.

It’s a pity that this cold man rarely reveals his thoughts.

At least, he had never before her.

Sometimes, Leng Rushuang can't help but think, will such an indifferent man have another side in front of his beloved woman?

Unfortunately, she would never have the chance to see that different side.

Thinking of this, Leng Rushuang lost the intention of gossip. He picked up a melon seed and kowtowed it, and looked at the snow outside with Zhao Shu.

The snow is very heavy, like willow catkins all over the sky.

A man came over and knocked on the door, holding a lot of things in his hand.

Leng Rushuang was eating melon seeds and sat without moving.

"The guest is here." Zhao Shu reminded her.

"He is not." Leng Rushuang cracked melon seeds.

Zhao Shu didn't say anything and looked at the man.

The man walked in and slapped the snow all over his head and body, revealing his true face.

It's Wei Jintai.

He also brought up many New Year's goods.

When he saw the King of Qin, he hurriedly saluted.

Zhao Shu raised his hand: "No need to be polite."

Leng Rushuang asked: "Are these things for me?"

"Yes, I don't know what you need, so I bought some of them." Wei Jintai stomped his feet, knocking the snow off his shoes, and then he brought the things in.

He rubbed his red hands, and his young face felt a little nervous.

Leng Rushuang said: "Didn't I say that you don't buy anything for me anymore, I don't need anything. Take it back for your sister and niece."

Wei Jintai smiled and said, "They have bought all of them, this is for you."

Leng Rushuang said: "It's the New Year, I can't bear to reject your kindness. But...Atai, what else do I have to say to you before you understand? At my age, getting married is no longer an important thing. If I don't like you, I will never promise you just because you are kind to me."

Wei Jintai lowered his eyes and whispered: "I understand. Today I come here to tell you something."

"What's up?"

"I... may not come again in the future."

"Hmm?" Leng Rushuang looked at him.
Chapter completed!