Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

Zhen Jin's back was facing the door of the study room, and it was his back that A Nuo saw at this moment.For some reason, she actually felt a trace of depression in Zhen Jin's back, and her heart suddenly throbbed. "I changed it."

"This rain seems to be going on for a while, why don't you wait!" Zhen Jin's voice was very soft, unreal in this wind and rain, and his tone was full of helplessness.He turned around and looked at Arnold. "I asked my servants to make some ginger soup. You have to drink more. It's not good if you catch a cold and get sick."

"No, it's just raining. I..." A Nuo didn't finish his sentence, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.She originally wanted to say that she didn't get sick after kneeling in the snow in front of Queen Chabi's palace for so long. The only thing left was that her legs hurt occasionally, so she was always afraid of the cold and winter.But she couldn't say these words, so she smiled, "I must drink more later."

Regret flashed in Zhenjin's eyes, he stretched out his hand out of habit, and froze when his fingertips touched her cold cheek.

Arnold was also stunned, this is a unique action of the two of them.I still remember the saying when I was a child, she only allowed one person to touch a place.Zhenjin likes to pinch her cheeks, and Hu Gechi likes to rub her hair.However, he hadn't done this action for a long, long time. There seemed to be a transparent mountain between the two of them, and they hadn't been so intimate for a long, long time.

Zhen Jin looked at her, keeping his hand on her cheek.

A Nuo felt that Zhenjin's fingers were very warm and their pulps were very soft. The slight shaking made her feel like an ant was crawling on her cheek, but she felt inexplicably sad for some reason.She stretched out her hand, grabbed Zhenjin's fingertips, narrowed her eyes and smiled, "It's so itchy..."

Zhen Jin retracted her hand, curling her fingers slightly into her palm, "Go into the house!"

A Nuo took two steps back, and Zhen Jin walked into the room.

It became very quiet between the two, which made the atmosphere a little unnatural.

Zhen Jin just sat behind the table and looked at some documents on the desktop, while Arnold sat in a chair not far away and looked down at his toes.

The cold wind occasionally blows in from outside the house, blowing away the warmth of the room.

A figure stopped outside the door. Hasen was holding a wooden food box in one hand and an oil-paper umbrella in the other. The corners of his clothes were wet from the rain, but he didn't seem to care at all.He raised his hand and threw away the umbrella, and said respectfully, "Master, ginger soup is ready."

The umbrella spun on the ground and stopped, and the rainwater on the oil-paper umbrella surface slid down the fan ribs to the ground and soaked into a watermark.

Zhen Jin raised his eyes and looked outside the door, "Come in!"

Hasen walked in with a food box, and the half-dry footprints on the ground were covered with new wet prints.He strode over to the chair where A Nuo was, put the food box on the desk and opened it, and a bowl of ginger soup was brought out steaming.After doing all this, he left the room silently again.

A Nuo looked at all this, if it wasn't for the ginger soup in her hand and the footprints on the ground that proved Hasen had been here, then she would have the illusion that no one came in at all just now.The atmosphere in this study room is still very weird, not relaxing at all.And she was still sitting in that chair, not far or near to the real gold, but the two of them used the same horizontal table.

She took a sip of the ginger soup, but suddenly she heard something unusual shouting in the yard, which was still very ear-piercing despite the wind and rain.She was wondering, when suddenly a figure rushed into the study, "Prince, the eldest son is under arrest."