All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

"Then you should know who I am."

Ning Yan pointed to Jiang Shuangxu's wedding dress, and smiled at him.

"Ah."

Jiang Shuangxu glanced at it, uttered a word, then looked out the window, and then fell silent again.

"What do you mean?"

The girl looked a little strange, "I am the imperial concubine that His Majesty personally pointed out to you. It's fine if you don't have joy or worship. It's dark and windy this month. What do you mean by leaving me here to watch the snow?"

"You don't really want to watch the snow here all night, do you? At least you should respect me!"

She grasped Jiang Shuangxu's thin forearm with one hand, and was surprised by the thin muscles hidden under the clothes. The next moment, she saw Jiang Shuangxu caressing her hand and taking a big step back along the way. step.

"Jiang Shuangxu!"

Did Ning Yan lose his temper? Why is this guy so stubborn?

"Men and women don't give and receive."

Jiang Shuang pursed her lips and answered.

Then I saw Ning Yan chuckled, gathered the blanket that was about to fall off her body, and walked towards him.

"But I'm not someone else. I'm your wife now, and I'm married to you."

As she spoke, she moved closer until her toes were toe-toe. Ning Yan stood on tiptoe to look into Jiang Shuangxu's eyes, smiling like a delinquent girl who was molesting good women and men.

"Tell me, what kind of relationship between husband and wife is this?"

Warm breath swept across his cheeks, warming Jiang Shuangxu's icy cheeks.

It's not that he didn't hear what Ning Yan said to the little maid just now, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Seeing her frivolous attitude now, I couldn't help but think of the descriptions of those court ladies and eunuchs in my mind.

The behavior is so rude that it doesn't feel like it, it just seems to be too close.

a little... uncomfortable...

He turned his face away with clear eyes, and retorted in a muffled voice: "If you don't pay homage, it's not considered a marriage."

"Jiang Shuangxu, then did I enter this Shuanghua Palace to pretend to be a family wine with you?"

Ning Yan laughed angrily.

She knew that Jiang Shuangxu might not be interested in ordinary things, but she didn't know that his brain circuits were so strange.

Seriously, it's kind of funny to tease.

Facing Ning Yan's rhetorical question, Jiang Shuangxu fell silent.

In fact, he didn't know how to deal with it. According to the past practice, he just had to pretend not to see it.

But she took the initiative to provoke her, and she looked very excited. Jiang Shuangxu really didn't know why she had such an attitude towards him.

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it."

Ning Yan sighed helplessly, reached out to grab Jiang Shuangxu's palm, and was startled by the temperature of his palm the next moment.

"Why are your hands so cold!"

The girl exclaimed, and Jiang Shuangxu was about to withdraw her hand immediately, but because of the passive stiffness of her limbs, her reaction was much slower than usual.

Just in this moment of vacancy, a warm Tang Pozi was stuffed into his hand.

"Take it well, don't drop it. I got it from Nanny Lin. You don't have anything here. I'll let you warm my hands for the time being."

While talking, Ning Yan dragged Jiang Shuangxu to the inner room. The man was still feeling distracted by the temperature of Mrs. Tang in his hand, and before he knew it, he had already followed her to the bedside.

Jiang Shuangxu's alarm rang loudly, pinching the brass Mrs. Tang with her knuckles and exerting a little force.

"doing what?"

"What else can I do? Go to sleep."

Ning Yan took off the rabbit down blanket she was wearing and shook it, her back suddenly hit the cold air in the room, and her back tensed physiologically.

Jiang Shuangxu watched her bend down to make the bed.

"Why do you cover this in the winter?" The girl scratched the thin quilt with her fingertips, with disgust on her face.

"Fortunately, I brought a blanket, Jiang Shuangxu. Let me tell you that my blanket is warm. Let's make do with it tonight. Someone should deliver something tomorrow."

As she spoke, she quickly straightened the quilt, and then spread a person-high blanket on the quilt, and pressed her cheeks to feel the furry touch.

Then Jiang Shuangxu saw her tearing off the jewelry on her head in the dark, dismantling her hair bun, kicking off her shoes and socks happily, and getting into the innermost part of the bed after throwing off the quilt.

"Phew, it's actually not bad, it's not as cold as I imagined."

Wrapped in the quilt, Ning Yan let out a long sigh. Seeing Jiang Shuangxu standing motionless beside the bed with Mrs. Tang in his arms, she simply patted the empty space on one side with her hands and reminded him:

"Aren't you going to sleep? Come up."