I am born a beauty, and I am supreme

Chapter 167

"You...you didn't lose him?" Tang Leyan asked.

Chu Gexing's face flushed slightly: "When have I ever lost him?"

“You…” she frowned, hesitating to speak.

He grew impatient and abruptly stood up.

"What a hypocrite," Tang Leyan murmured.

Chu Gexing turned around abruptly: "What did you say?"

"I'm telling you, you're just saying one thing and meaning another." She raised an eyebrow confidently.

"You..." His face didn't look good; it was flushed, as if he was too hot.

"Pfft." She suddenly laughed.

He was even angrier. He felt mocked. He didn't know how to react, yet he couldn't touch her because of her body.

"Come here," Tang Leyan called out.

"What are you doing?" he asked impatiently, remaining stubbornly still.

"Come here," she called out.

The voice sounded like a bad guy with candy in his hand, trying to lure children.

He walked over as if possessed, his pride gone.

She reached out and grabbed his hand, taking the jade away.

"What are you doing?" he asked nervously, his eyes wide.

"Squat down, squat down," she instructed.

He blinked, and ultimately chose to obey.

He slowly squatted down beside the bed, his upper body just reaching her chest.

Tang Leyan reached out and pulled open the jade rope, slowly letting it pass over his head and land on his chest. She then pulled the rope to the side, revealing his snow-white neck, and her fingers moved nimbly to tie a knot in the rope.

“That way you won’t lose it, right?” She finished, let his hair down, and said with a smile.

Chu Gexing lowered his head, looking at the patch of green on his chest.

The soft, vibrant colors were so dazzling and unpleasant that they made his eyes mist over.

Is it a small theater?

snort!

Chu Ge Xing: I've been learning how to talk about love lately, and I'm also working part-time as a nanny. I'm exhausted, and now I have to act in such a difficult play.

Tang Leyan: I'm having a great time lately. I have a top-notch nanny to take care of me when I go out. My dear Feifei, I strongly request that there be a few more episodes like this!

Chu Gexing: Okay, let's add a scene where the big bad wolf eats the little lamb while we're at it.

Tang Leyan: I'm innocent, I don't understand your veiled meaning.

Chu Gexing: Come here, I'll teach you.

Tang Leyan: I've changed my mind. Let's hurry back to Shundu... Uncle Zhen!

Covered in dust and dirt, Fei seized the opportunity to crawl out from the corner: Pink votes!!!

Countless exclamation marks were so shocking they were almost unbearable.

Chu Ge Xing (tilting his head to look): The transition between the upper and lower parts is very artistic, Fei.

Moufei: 0

Waving goodbye, Chapter 218: Reunion

After crossing the Danish border and traveling for a while, it gradually got colder.

Chu Gexing was prepared, adding extra clothes to Tang Leyan's body and holding her the whole time, as if he wanted to tie her to his body.

The wind picked up, ruffling his long hair and blowing off the veil covering his face. In no time, his face had turned a different color from the cold.

The person in my arms shivered, as if they had also sensed the cold.

Chu Gexing stopped his horse and reached out to push aside the thick clothing covering her face to take a look.

Tang Leyan was wrapped in layers of fabric, her face peaceful as she slept, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, but she did not open her eyes.

Chu Gexing's heart softened when he saw her like this.

He suddenly remembered that when he was young, he had also been like this, carrying a small, ignorant child, trekking on the road to Shun.

He's been through the worst of times, so what else is there to be afraid of?

Time flows on, as if turning back.

Things have changed, but the love I feel for you has only grown stronger.

Otherwise, why would he willingly let his hands and feet go numb from the cold, yet still hold her tightly?

If it weren't for his constant practice of internal energy to protect himself, he would have collapsed long ago in this biting cold wind, given his constitution.

As the horse galloped forward, snowflakes splattered beneath its hooves.

Not far ahead, after traversing a long plain, a group of people were quietly waiting in front of a small hill.

"My lord, let's wait in the sedan chair. It's windy here."

“No,” he refused firmly, “it’s fine right here.”

His eyes gazed into the distance, as if trying to see through the deep blue sky. At the first glimpse of the horizon, a familiar figure appeared.

The wind ruffled the hair at his temples and the cloak he wore. The woolen scarf around his neck trembled slightly; its inky black color accentuated his face, which was as cold and aloof as ice and snow.

His gaze was fixed firmly on the distance, his hands clasped at his waist, a hint of tension that no one could understand.

Suddenly, a man and a horse appeared in his eyes.

Emerging from the horizon, rising from the high hills, the horses seemed to spot the waiting figures ahead and let out a long neigh.

A person stands upright.

Chu Gexing reached out and grabbed the reins, and at the same time saw the group of people waiting ahead.

Startled, Tang Leyan asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"

Chu Gexing was speechless upon hearing this warm voice.

Tang Leyan stirred. She peeked out from under her clothes.

"It's cold," he said, reaching out to press her back down.

Tang Leyan looked around, her gaze shifting, and in an instant, she spotted a group of people not far away.

At the same time, the first person, who was waiting in place, met the gaze of the first person in a flash. He suddenly took two steps forward, but then stopped abruptly.

Just that brief moment. Tang Leyan's eyes flashed, then slowly, very slowly, her eyes widened.

As Chu Gexing gazed at her, his heart sank deeper and deeper.

Tang Leyan pulled her hand away and slid her body off the horse.

"Don't move!" Chu Gexing reached out and tightly embraced her waist. His voice was filled with sorrow.

"Put me down!" she struggled. With a strength she didn't know she possessed, she desperately slid off the horse.

Chu Gexing instinctively hugged her. If he used force...

But suddenly, anger welled up inside her, mixed with a hint of grievance.

So that's how it is... She actually...

With a sudden release, Tang Leyan landed on the ground with a thud, her legs buckling as she nearly collapsed to her knees.

Chu Gexing's eyes welled up with tears, and unable to bear it, he jumped off his horse and reached out his arm to help her up.

She staggered to her feet, the headscarf she had been covering her head with was blown off, and the cold wind instantly chilled her face, but she seemed oblivious, staring intently at the person, taking one step at a time towards him.

Faster and faster, from initially following like a toddler to later running eagerly towards her, Tang Leyan shouted, "Uncle Zhen!"

She suddenly tripped and fell in the snow.

Chu Gexing initially chased after her to help her up, but after doing so several times, he gave up.

Following behind her, watching her clumsy movements, I felt an intense urge to laugh. Yet, amidst this urge, it felt as if I were holding a knife and slowly dragging it across my heart. A voice inside me said: What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at?

And so it hurt, it hurt terribly, it hurt beyond words.

Words cannot express it.

Chu Zhen saw the little figure fall off the horse.

She got up, seemingly exhausted.

But instead, it rushed towards him, its bright eyes fixed on him, their gazes meeting in mid-air. He didn't know what to do.

He suppressed his initial excitement and waited for Chu Gexing to bring her back.

But no.

Seeing her staggering towards him through the snow, he realized something was wrong.

Her skills weren't like that. Her face was deathly pale. Was she injured?

He held back, and then he held back some more.

He stood still, enduring the pain, his hands clenched tightly.

Beitang Yujian, standing beside him, watched his expression change several times in the silence, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Tang Leyan shouted, "Uncle Zhen!"

Chu Zhen finally couldn't hold back.

He stepped forward, pulled up the horse beside him, mounted it, and galloped towards her.

"Leyan!" he cried out in the strong wind, and tears instantly streamed down his face.

He didn't want to move and couldn't move, but in the end he couldn't resist her reckless rush towards him. It turned out his heart wasn't hard enough.

The sound of horses' hooves was urgent, and he saw her face beaming with smiles.