Roaming Soul

Shiyan Qingjun picked up a handful of vegetables and placed them into the bowl. He gently said, "Don't just eat the meat. You've eaten most of the small animals in the mountains of Cloud Valley!"

"…"

It made her look like a glutton.

"I've only eaten so much!" He was depressed to the point of being dissatisfied.

Qin Ni and Qiong Ying hadn't been waiting in today, so they ate early. Now, they stood outside the small pavilion and whispered to each other.

"Is that person really the Misty Monarch?" Qiong Ying still did not believe it, but looking at your clothes and your manner of speech, you are not much different from the Misty Monarch of the legends.

Qin Ni nodded: "I didn't expect that after a few months, he would actually come. My master can finally be at ease now!"

With the Misty Monarch here, there was no need to worry about anything unstable.

Qiong Ying nodded, "As long as you don't have to worry about it, anything is fine!"

After eating, Yun Duan looked at Si Yan Qing Jun sitting at the tea table. Her big eyes blinked; she had to find a place for him to believe her.

She walked over and sat beside the man, without any of the estrangement and aloofness she had felt when facing her courtiers.

His arm lightly touched the man's arm. Si Yan Qing Jun was looking at the teapot and was being pushed by her as he turned his head.

"What's wrong?"

Yun Duan tilted her head and looked at him. "Do you have a place to stay outside?"

Right now, he was her husband. He was the one who had won the Mist Monarch, so she had to wait on him. She should be able to take care of him.

Siyan Qingjun shook his head. "There's nowhere to stay!"

"…"

Yun Duan rubbed the tip of her nose and said, "Then do you want to live in the palace or outside?"

As he looked at Yun Duan, he said, "Have you ever seen a normal man who can live in the palace?"

"…"

Well, well, she'd forgotten that.

However, since Emperor Chen could take a female imperial concubine, could she find a male imperial concubine?

Yun Duan swept his gaze over Si Qingjun with malicious intent, but he couldn't do anything about it.

This was what Yun Duan thought. She didn't have the guts to have Shiyan Qingjun be her subordinate. Moreover, such a proud and aloof person wasn't someone she could control. It was better to just be a teacher and support her.

"I don't have any power or influence right now. I can't even give you a mansion if I want to!" Yun Duan was distressed. Thinking about her current situation, she felt both awkward and laughable.

Siyan Qingjun rubbed the center of her eyebrows, his voice light with reproach. "I told you not to frown. Now that you have me, everything will fall into your hands. Trust me!"

Yun Duan was subconsciously attracted by the man's cold expression. His words caused her heart to surge and she was unable to calm down for a long time.

After a long while, Si Yan Qing Jun withdrew his hand. Yun Duan asked, "Are you that gentle towards everyone?"

"…"

Si Yan Qing Jun gently patted her head. "You're thinking too much!"

Yun Duan bit her lips and chuckled. "If we have the time in the afternoon, we'll leave the palace together and see if we can find a house that you like!"

Si Yan Qing Jun filtered the tea and then boiled it again. "What kind of house do you think I like?"

The first thought that came to Yun Duan's mind was that small bamboo house. However, she shouldn't be able to find such an elegant place near the Myriad Temple, right? And even if there were, could someone live in this cold winter?

As she thought of this, she once again suspected that Si Yan Qing Jun had come to warm her up.

"Can I have a quiet house?"

Si Yan Qing Jun nodded. "Alright!"

Yun Duan rubbed her hands together, hoping to find it.

The previous dynasty did not have much to do. Of course, what happened this morning was already over, but she would not let go of anything that should be investigated. However, the most important thing right now was to arrange for lodging for her husband.

In the afternoon, when the two of them left the palace, Qin Ni and Qiongying wanted to follow along, but Yun Duan didn't bring any of them along. In the afternoon, when the two of them left the palace, Qin Ni and Qiongying wanted to follow along, but Yun Duan didn't bring any of them along.

Siyan Qingjun was wearing a white fox fur coat and her own thick cloak.

There was a hat on the cloak. After getting off the carriage, Shiyan Qingjun covered her head with the hat.

Yun Duan struggled but the man's voice was unquestionable, "You are now the Emperor of the Thousand Empire Mountain. What if you are recognized?"

Yun Duan shrunk her body and curled her lips. Alright.

"Give me your hand!"

"…"

Yun Duan pulled her hat and looked at him. "What's the matter?"

"Warm up!"

Of course.

Yun Duan giggled as she handed her hand over to him. Sure enough, after being held by him, she felt much warmer.

The two of them slowly walked forward. There weren't any hawkers on the streets this time in the snowy weather, so it was rather deserted. However, the restaurants were packed with people, and everyone liked to gather and drink a few cups when they were not busy.

Yun Duan walked over to Si Yan Qing Jun's side, looked at him, and then looked at him again. Her large eyes turned a few times before she said, "Are we just going to blindly look for him like this?"

Si Yan Qing Jun smiled, her black eyes slightly raised. She was so beautiful that Yun Duan was a little dazed watching her.

"There's a manor not too far away. It's not bad. Should we go take a look?"

Yun Duan blinked. "How do you know?"

Siyan Qingjun smiled. "Have you forgotten who I am?"

"…"

Could it be that he could even calculate where there was a mansion?

Impossible, this is too mysterious.

The snow began to fall and the clouds began to flutter. Si Yan Qing Jun pulled down the hat on her head and said, "Don't look forward. Follow me!"

Overbearing and direct.

The red lips under the hat curled slightly. This sort of feeling was quite good.

After passing through an alley and turning a corner, Yun Duan looked up. There was a plaque on top of the mansion — Misty House.

"…"

What do you mean?

She looked at Si Yan Qing Jun in shock. Wasn't this the Misty King? This Misty Hall was his, but didn't he say there was no place to live?

At this moment, the door gently opened. A middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper walked out. When he saw Si Yan Qing Jun, he quickly walked down the stairs. "Sir, you're back?"

He then pulled Yun Duan in. After entering, he saw that the courtyard was filled with twists and turns. It was much larger than her Floating Cloud Pavilion, and it was elegantly decorated, looking very pleasing to the eyes.

Yun Duan glanced over at Siyan Qingjun, "So you were lying to me!" This person was really crafty. No wonder she wasn't allowed to ask for help. It seemed like she had settled down early in the morning. Moreover, from the looks of the arrangement, it seemed that some time had passed.

"Have you been here a long time?"

The butler led the way. Si Yan Qing Jun lifted the hat on Yun Duan's head and smiled at her. "It hasn't been long. Seven or eight days!"

"…"

"Then why didn't you come and find me?"

Siyan Qingjun brought the clouds into the main room. Once he entered, he felt a warm feeling. The stove was blazing brightly.

Yun Duan fell silent. It was so awkward when she thought this person had come to warm her.

There was a faint aroma of tea in the room. A servant brought out some pastries, and Si Yan Qing Jun pulled Yun Che to the stove. He then took off her hat and personally removed her cape.

"…"

Yun Duan was flattered. Was this the difference between willing and not willing?

Previously, when she went up to Yun Gu, he didn't even want to talk to her and repeatedly told her to go back. But now, he became so gentle.

Yun Duan's hand was very cold. Even though he had been held by Si Yan Qing Jun the entire way, it was still very cold. He frowned slightly and then ordered the door, "Uncle Liu, go get a hand stove!"

"Yes sir!"

Yun Duan blinked and smiled, "Sir, are you caring about me?"

Siyan Qingjun looked at her and could not help but reprimand her, "Why is your hand so cold?"

"…"

This … she had no other choice. She was sick to her roots and had been through many troubles. She really wanted to keep from getting cold, but she really had no other choice.

"What? You don't want to say?"

The hand of the cloud was placed above the stove and was being roasted over and over. However, it did not seem to have much effect; it was still cold.

His fingertips touched Yun Duan's wrist as he carefully counted her pulse, his frown never loosening. Yun Duan was a bit conflicted as she looked at him. This caused her to be very nervous, okay?

It was like her body had contracted some sort of terrifying illness.

"You can take a pulse?" Although the man seemed to be very familiar with her, but she still couldn't help but ask.

The Shangguan Family members quickly brought over the stove. Si Yan Qing Jun took it and tested it out. After that, he stuffed it into Yun Duan's hand and pulled her to a nearby table.

As the two of them sat down, Siyan Qingjun looked at the steaming cup of tea. His indifferent gaze slightly relaxed. After a long while, he looked at Yun Duan and asked, "When did you get this disease?"

Yun Duan thought he wasn't going to ask, so when she thought about it, there was no need to say it anymore. Who knew that he would still remember.

She sighed helplessly and said after thinking for a while, "I don't know when I got it, but it will be like this when I find out!"

At that time, in the desolate mountain, she was in chaos. Sometimes, the cold wind and the flying snow made people want to curl up into a ball, but the lone soul didn't want to let her go. It had always wanted to drink her blood and eat her flesh.

She could only fight with the old yellow dog to the best of her abilities. As time passed, she gradually stabilized herself in the desolate mountain, and only then did she realize that her hand was so cold that it seemed to be unable to hold on to heat. At first, it was fine, but gradually, it became more severe.

So when she was free, she liked to knock on the table. She was afraid that one day, her hand really did not have any movement, so she had to train frequently. She didn't want to use her hand and it would be too painful.

"You are the third queen, how did your hand become like this?"

Yun Duan's gaze drifted to the tea set. After some thought, she said, "I didn't pay too much attention to traveling, so I ended up like this!"

Although she trusted Si Yan Qing Jun, she still had some doubts towards him for coming so suddenly. Perhaps he could guess what she was thinking, but he was unfathomable. She was not able to understand his intentions at all, so she had to be wary of him.

Siyan Qingjun frowned. "I've been mixing up a few pills these past few days. Let's see if they work!"

Yun Duan was slightly taken aback. "Does mister mean that I still have a way to treat it?"

Actually, she felt that there wasn't much of a problem. It was better to just warm it up more than usual. In any case, it should still be some distance away from being completely stiff or crippled.

"What is it? You don't want to be treated? "

"…"