After dressing as a delicate beauty, I got married

Yes, he is a broken sleeve, a broken sleeve that cannot be passed on to the next generation.

He couldn't help laughing, and after laughing for a moment, every inch of flesh on his face returned to its original place, making him look expressionless again.

The north wind roared outside, blowing the fragile window hinges into bursts of noise, and it might not be long before the window hinges were about to be blown apart.

The window hinges hadn't been blown, but his door was the first to be knocked.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Ye Changyao say, "Can I go in?"

He hesitated for a moment, then raised his finger to open the door and let Ye Changyao in.

Seeing Ye Changyao approaching the bed, he asked calmly, "What happened?"

"Nothing happened." Ye Changyao stuffed something he was holding into his hand, "Hold it, it's warmer."

This thing is a small hand stove, wrapped in a piece of flannelette, with charcoal fire inside.

"I..." He wanted to refuse, but finally accepted Ye Changyao's kindness silently.

His body is weak, he is naturally afraid of the cold, his torso can still bear it, but his hands and feet have been frozen to the point where he lost most of his senses. Although he is better hidden under the blanket, he still feels the cold air lingering.

Seeing Ye Changyao's concerned face, he subconsciously wanted to show weakness to Ye Changyao.

It doesn't matter if Ye Changyao doesn't care about him, but he should be willing to hold him in his arms to keep him warm?

He still remembered the body temperature he felt when he was held in Ye Changyao's arms. The hand stove couldn't compare with Ye Changyao's body temperature at all.

But he also wanted to be decent, and he didn't want to show embarrassment in front of Ye Changyao, especially after he understood his thoughts about Ye Changyao.

"You go out." In the end, he heard himself say this to Ye Changyao.

Ye Changyao didn't move a step, but said, "Did I annoy you?"

He shook his head, even though Ye Changyao was kind in a thousand ways, in every way, he was still beyond his reach. What annoyed him was himself who broke his sleeve and had a crush on Ye Changyao, not Ye Changyao.

Ye Changyao was not wrong at all, it was him who was wrong.

So, he twitched the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "Master Ye, why do you think so?"

Ye Changyao sighed, "You've changed a lot. I'm wondering if it's because you have something on your mind, or because I've pissed you off, or if you're supposed to be like this in the first place?"

Yun Zuo stroked the stove with his fingertips, and said after a while, "You and I are strangers who are traveling together for a while, and we will be separated after a while, so why do you bother to think about what I am thinking?"

Ye Changyao didn't expect Yun Zuo to be so straightforward, and he was at a loss for words.

Piansheng Yunzuo taunted again: "You said that you would make peace with me as soon as you arrived at Guancui Mountain. Could it be that you are obsessed with me?"

Ye Changyao was overwhelmed by Yun Zuo, and hastily denied, "I've never had any dirty thoughts about you."

I was hoping that you would have that nasty thought about me.

Yun Zuo bitterly held Huang Lian in his mouth, but said: "I'm relieved that you never had any dirty thoughts about me."

Ye Changyao was secretly relieved when he saw Yun Zuo's letter, and heard Yun Zuo say again: "Go out."

After the door was closed, Yun Zuo sucked his nose, and then said to himself: "It would be great if this period of time could be longer? It would be great if this period of time could be shorter?"

In the former, he can spend more time with Ye Changyao; in the latter, he can forget Ye Changyao as soon as possible.

After half a day, the window hinge was finally hit by the wind and snow, and fell down, submerged in the snow.

The wind and snow poured in immediately, rescuing Yunzuo from the nightmare.

Yunzuo stared at Fengxue for a long time before calling the second brother.

The second brother repaired the window hinges, found wooden strips, and nailed the window hinges to death.

For another three days, the wind and snow intensified and showed no sign of slowing down.

Yunzuo eats in the room every day, if Ye Changyao didn't come to visit him occasionally, he wouldn't see Ye Changyao for twelve hours a day.

Ye Changyao's tongue is not flexible, and every time he utters a sentence or two, there is nothing to say.

The two were often relatively silent, and the number of times increased. Ye Changyao went from visiting him three times a day to visiting him once a day.

That's fine.

When Ye Changyao came to visit him again, he was standing by the window in a daze, watching the wind and snow through the wooden slats.

I don't know what kind of demon he was, he shattered the wooden bar and the window hinge with his palm, and then he was covered by the wind and snow.

It's cold.

The clothes are loose, the hair is messy, the skin is sore, and even the eyes can hardly be opened.

But very happy.

"Yun Zuo!" He heard Ye Changyao calling him, and Ye Changyao became angry, and then he was held in Ye Changyao's arms, and Ye Changyao blocked the wind and snow for him with his body.

Ye Changyao's embrace is very warm, but it's a pity that it doesn't belong to him.

He was in a daze for a while, and then he managed to get out of Ye Changyao's arms.

Then, he took a step back, stared at Ye Changyao and said with a smile: "Young master Ye, the wind and snow are blowing outside, how many days will it take to stop?"

Ye Changyao sealed the window hinges with spells, and then said, "I don't know how many more days it will take."

Yun Zuo ignored Ye Changyao, returned to the bed, and curled himself into a ball.

Ye Changyao looked at Yun Zuo and felt that he should leave, but at the same time felt that he should stay.

Amidst the conflict, he sat on the edge of the bed and said helplessly, "Young Master Yun, even if you and I are just strangers traveling together for a while, I hope you will cherish yourself."

Yunzuo tore away the quilt, looked at Ye Changyao and said, "I don't care about myself, I just want to see the weather outside."

Ye Changyao said solemnly: "You have sharp eyes and ears, so why smash the wooden bar and the window hinge together if you want to see the weather outside?"

Yun Zuo didn't answer, he pointed to the door and said, "Go out."

Ye Changyao's heart ached, and Fang was about to stand up, but he heard a scream: "Cannibal!"

He immediately followed the sound, but saw a young girl at the entrance of the inn lobby, her feet were limp and trembling, and in front of the girl was a pair of human legs, dripping with blood, and the upper half went to nowhere.

He didn't wear a bamboo hat, the girl was already frightened, and when she saw him, she fainted from fright.

When Yunzuo went downstairs, what he saw was Ye Changyao holding the girl.

This has nothing to do with him.

He didn't go to Ye Changyao's side, but asked a scholar who was shrinking behind the counter: "What happened?"

The scholar was still in shock, and said in a trembling voice: "There is a snow monster eating people! The good snow piled up into a snowman inexplicably, and then rushed into the inn, and ate a person without any explanation. Those legs were eaten by the snow monster." leftover."

Hearing this, Yun Zuo came to the pair of broken legs, squatted down, and inspected them carefully.

The fracture was bitten off abruptly. To have such an astonishing bite force, it is naturally not extraordinary.

He stood up, walked out of the lobby, and picked up a handful of snow. The snow was not unusual, it was just ordinary snow.

He went back to the lobby and asked all 17 people present one by one, and what he said was similar to that of a scholar.

He pondered, sealed the door of the inn, and then asked the shopkeeper: "If the wind and snow don't stop, how many days can the food and drinking water in this inn last?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly went to check with the second brother, and then replied: "There are 21 people in this inn right now, and I'm afraid it can last for three days at most."

He asked again: "I'm afraid there is no game to hunt in this snowy day. How far is the nearest town from here?"

The shopkeeper replied, "About thirty miles."

Thirty miles, thirty miles in normal weather is just a blink of an eye for him, but now that the direction is difficult to distinguish, thirty miles is not easy.

Yun Zuo raised his voice without hesitation: "If the weather doesn't improve after three days, I'll go get food and water. You don't need to panic."

Among them, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a merchant said: "What should we do if the snow monster comes to eat people again?"

Yun Zou smiled and said: "I will definitely teach him to go and never return."

After finishing speaking, he cast a spell on the door of the inn, and went back to his room.

Yun Zuo ignored him from the beginning to the end, making Ye Changyao suddenly feel that he and Yun Zuo were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

He handed the girl over to the girl's family and chased after him, but saw Yun Zuo closing the door behind his eyes.

In order to prevent the snow monster from appearing, Yunzuo did not sleep soundly, but he seldom slept soundly in the first place.

Most of the time, he stared at the top of the bed with his eyes open.

There wasn't much to see on top of the bed, but he didn't know what else to see but the top of the bed.

After a night without incident, he sat up on the bed when beams of faint light penetrated through the window hinges.

Due to the lack of drinking water in the inn, he moved his finger to attract snow water, and he just washed up.

After washing up, he went downstairs and ordered another bowl of Yangchun noodles.

He hasn't eaten Yangchun noodles for a long time, but before his death, he often ate Yangchun noodles.

A bowl of Yangchun noodles comes with nothing but noodles and green onions.

He couldn't help thinking of his grandmother, who made Yangchun noodles for him with her own hands.

Grandma's hands were chapped, and she looked very kind, always saying to him: "Sanlang, eat more."

He thought his grandmother loved him, but once, he saw his grandmother secretly stuffing a small box of rock candy into his cousin's hand.

Rock candy is a rarity, even though he is not addicted to sweets, he still wants to taste the taste of rock candy.

However, only the cousin can taste the taste of rock sugar.

As far as his grandmother is concerned, he cannot be compared with his cousin.

To Ye Changyao, he is also a hot potato.

He was not very sad while eating Yangchun noodles, but there were slight ripples on the surface of the soup base of Yangchun noodles.

He noticed that Ye Changyao was looking at him, so he straightened up, and ate the Yangchun noodles calmly and calmly.

However, before he swallowed the last mouthful of Yangchun noodles, his throat suddenly felt fishy and sweet.

He hurriedly covered his lips, and stepped up the wooden steps pretending nothing happened.

First order, second order, third order...

He thought he had escaped Ye Changyao's eyes, but when he was caught off guard, Ye Changyao grabbed his left wrist.

He didn't look at Ye Changyao, and tried hard to pull out his wrist, but unfortunately, it didn't work out, and instead he couldn't stop coughing.

His body immediately fell into Ye Changyao's arms, very warm.

He has no strength to resist, so let's do it, let's do it, it's good...

He let Ye Changyao take his breath to him, let Ye Changyao carry him back to the bed, and let Ye Changyao pat him on the back to comfort him.

But his cough became more and more severe, as if his body instinctively wanted to lie in Ye Changyao's arms.

Ye Changyao was at a loss, staring at Yunzuo, and was about to take his breath, but was stopped by Yunzuo: "No...no need...I...I'm fine..."

After Yun Zuo spoke with difficulty, he let himself wrap his hands around Ye Changyao's waist.

Ye Changyao is not his, this is someone else's Ye Changyao's arms, this is someone else's Ye Changyao's waist.

However, he asked in a mysterious way: "You...with me...I will be...a real couple... how about husband and wife?"

He is already shameless, as long as Ye Changyao agrees, he can immediately take the initiative to strip off the clothes and let Ye Changyao dispose of them.

But the answer he got was: "You don't have to force yourself, even if you don't, I will send you safely to Guancui Mountain."

"Yes...is it?" He finally stopped coughing, raised his eyes, looked at Ye Changyao, and said with a bright smile, "You are a gentleman, I admire you very much."