Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 164 Dodge
"What do you do with such choking charcoal?"

Without saying a word, Qin Yanfeng rolled into the room with his long legs and walked straight to the corner.

Jiang Xian trotted behind him, "Song Qi, what are you doing?"

"Went out."

Qin Yanfeng picked up the teapot on the table, lifted the lid, poured the tea into the charcoal basin, and extinguished the charcoal basin with water.

As for Jiang Xian's body, which takes three steps and one gasp, she can't choke to death on the bed overnight with this charcoal.

Jiang Xian said anxiously: "But it will be cold when it is turned off..."

"Wait here, I'll get you some good charcoal."

Qin Yanfeng was about to put down the teapot when his ears moved suddenly and his expression changed, "Someone is here."

"what?"

Jiang Xian was shocked.

The next second, the door was pushed open, and it was Cui Nong who came in to add charcoal to the charcoal basin.

How should I explain being bumped into by a maid in the middle of the night and seeing a big man in the room?

Jiang Xian doesn't know!
She was flustered, and before Qin Yanfeng could react, she pushed Qin Yanfeng to the dark corner of the bead curtain with all her strength, and turned around to cover it.

Cui Nong frowned when she heard the movement, and looked at Jiang Xian's vague figure standing in the corner through the bead curtain, "Young Madam? Are you still asleep?"

Jiang Xian stabilized her voice, "The charcoal is too choking, I put it out."

Afraid of being seen by Cui Nong, she subconsciously squeezed Qin Yanfeng in, without realizing how intimate this gesture was.

Qin Yanfeng's back was pressed against the wall, and when he lowered his eyes, he could see Jiang Xian's hair covered with black silk.

He was still holding the empty teapot in his right hand, half-raising it in the air, as if he was wrapping Jiang Xian into his arms from behind.Through the cloak, with a casual glance, one could see her fair and slender neck, her delicate and beautiful collarbone... The temperature of the charcoal fire remained in the room, which made her mouth dry for no reason.

Qin Yanfeng looked away, and the knuckles of the teapot were slightly white from the force.

But Jiang Xian was still squeezing him.

Qin Yanfeng had no choice but to use his other hand to pass through Jiang Xian's left arm, and gently pressed against her lower back.

Jiang Xian froze.

Only then did she feel that her posture was wrong, as if she threw herself into "Song Qi"'s arms, she lost all her old face.

Jiang Xian's cheeks were flushed, and she bit her lip and said, "Cui Nong, don't add charcoal, I'm going to sleep...you, get out quickly."

Cui Nong didn't think too much, just asked: "Then young madam, can I put some more heaters on your bed?"

"No need!" Jiang Xian's voice changed in fright, "I don't feel cold tonight. I'm sleepy, Cui Nong, you go out."

She urged Cui Nong to leave again, and Cui Nong bowed out of the room when she was sleepy.

When the door was completely closed, Jiang Xian let out a long sigh of relief.

Ever since she quarreled with the shopkeeper of Fengheju, she has learned what it means to be "fearful in words".Cui Nong is her confidant, she won't talk nonsense, but it's hard to guarantee that she will disdain her master in her heart.

She was in a daze, and Qin Yanfeng couldn't help coughing twice on purpose.

Jiang Xian came back to her senses, jumped away in a hurry, Xia Fei's face was full, and she started to stumble, "Just now... Just now... I didn't mean that..."

Her distressed look was so cute, Qin Yanfeng couldn't help but chuckled, "Well, I understand."

I have to.

The window was opened, and the pages of the book on the rocking chair were scrambled by the long wind, making a rattling sound.The candlelight flickered, reflecting two tall, slim figures on the wall.

Jiang Xian felt a little bored.

She clutched her chest and coughed lightly.

"I'll get you charcoal." Qin Yanfeng put the teapot on the table, and before Jiang Xian could speak, he stepped on the window frame and went to himself.

Jiang Xian wanted to say don't bother, but the other party went her own way and didn't take her suggestion at all.

However, her bad charcoal turned into good charcoal in the middle of the night, and when Cui Nong and others asked her the next day, how would she answer?
Jiang Xian thought hard and finally found a way to lie.

At three quarters, Qin Yanfeng retrieved the silver frost charcoal.

The weather is not too cold now, silver frost charcoal cannot be bought in other places, but there is a lot of storage in the prince's mansion.

Every year, all the surrounding areas offered charcoal as tribute to the palace, and the princes naturally got a lot of it.Qin Yanfeng asked Yang Wu to go to the second prince's mansion, and the second prince was having fun with the dancer Shengge. When he heard that Qin Yanfeng wanted silver frost charcoal, he hurriedly asked Yang Wu to take all the charcoal away, and the round trip took less than an hour.

Qin Yanfeng entered the room through the window, and the room was very quiet.

Jiang Xian nestled in the rocking chair and fell asleep at some point.With his right hand resting on his knee, the script fell to the ground upside down.

The candles in the lanterns glowed softly.

Qin Yanfeng unconsciously lightened his steps.

He lit the silver frost charcoal, and helped Jiang Xian pick up the story book, and put it on the table next to him.It was cold in the room, and Jiang Xian's slender fingers were slightly red from the cold.

"Ye..." Qin Yanfeng paused, his voice hoarse and deep, "Jiang Xian, go to bed and sleep."

Jiang Xian didn't seem to hear.

Because of the maid outside the house, Qin Yanfeng didn't dare to speak loudly.He bent down and moved closer. Just as he opened his mouth, Jiang Xian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes in an instant, catching his gaze unexpectedly.

In the dim light, Jiang Xian saw her own face through the other's dark eyes through the Nuo sacrifice mask.

The four eyes met, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

Qin Yanfeng was the first to come back to his senses. He realized that he was too close to Jiang Xian, so he straightened up and looked out the window, "I've lit the charcoal basin for you, go to sleep."

"……what?"

Jiang Xian turned her head to confirm the location of the charcoal basin.

Her mind was running slowly, "Where did your charcoal come from?"

"Leave it alone."

Qin Yanfeng tidied up his arrow sleeves, feeling a little uncomfortable with the warm atmosphere in the room.Holding the window sill with one hand, he flipped out of the house neatly, "I'm leaving."

Jiang Xian looked towards the window, "Song Qi!"

"What?" Qin Yanfeng didn't look back.

The thin and straight back is rustling in the cold moon evening wind.

Jiang Xian felt the temperature brought by the charcoal fire, a soft smile rose from her eyes, and said softly: "Thank you."

Her voice is delicate and soft, like a feather brush passing through people's hearts without leaving a trace.

Qin Yanfeng was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, and left quietly.

(End of this chapter)