It seems they're determined not to open the door.
Yun Lie's eyes narrowed slightly as an idea came to him. "Then you can rest. I'll be right outside the door. I won't bother you. Just call me if you need anything."
After saying that, he sat down on the edge of the door, his forehead resting against the doorframe.
It raised its paws and started scratching at the door, half-heartedly.
Yes, he was obedient and didn't knock on the door again.
It's just a scratch.
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70. Chapter Seventy
After slamming the door to keep people out, Luo Cuiwei did not return to the bed, but stood behind the door.
She bit her lip lightly, her eyes red-rimmed and brimming with tears, staring at the tightly closed door.
She didn't know what she wanted; it seemed like there were two Luo Cuiweis in her mind, standing with their hands on their hips, pointing at each other and jumping up and down.
The sensible and considerate Luo Cuiwei advised: He was doing important business, not playing around. Something must have gone wrong to cause him to be delayed for these few days. Why make things difficult for him?
That troublesome Luo Cuiwei is making a scene: He's a liar! Coming home three days late for no reason, doesn't he know his family is worried sick? Leaving him locked out is the least he can do!
In short, she felt right one moment and wrong the next, which confused her so much that she couldn't come to a conclusion for a long time.
When the scratching sound started, she couldn't hold back any longer and yanked the door open with a whoosh.
But they were stunned by the sight before them.
Seeing the door open, Yun Lie didn't say anything, but slowly withdrew the hand that was scratching at the door and put it behind his back.
His handsome, resolute face was slightly tilted back, his dark eyes meeting the dim light emanating from the room. He looked at her with a gentle expression, without a trace of anger or annoyance, but rather as if he were hiding a hint of joy and delight.
“The ground is cold,” Luo Cuiwei sniffed, her voice choked with emotion, “Get up…”
Seeing that he still didn't move, her heart ached and softened, so she reached out her hand to him.
Yun Lie's eyes suddenly lit up, as if someone had sprinkled a handful of stars into them.
A smile curved his lips as he slowly raised his hand, but instead of directly grasping her warm hand, he carefully took her wrist.
Through his sleeve, the chill of his hands wouldn't seep into her.
Realizing this, Luo Cuiwei's eyes filled with regret and self-blame, and large tears fell uncontrollably.
She felt disgusted with herself for being unreasonable.
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Seeing her tears, Yun Lie's heart clenched. He could no longer pretend to be pitiful and suddenly stood up.
He wanted to hug her, but then he remembered that his body was covered in cold frost; he raised his large hand to wipe her tears, but then he was afraid that the coldness of his hand would seep into her.
His tall frame was at a loss, and he seemed to want to shrink into a ball in panic.
Why are you crying?
In his haste, he reached out and lightly supported her noticeably thin shoulder, turning her to face the room, gently pushing her inside, and then closing the door behind him.
She remained silent, tears streaming down her face, and let him gently push her forward two steps before suddenly turning around and wrapping her arms around his neck.
At that moment, Yun Lie's hands moved faster than his brain, and in an instant, his arms wrapped around her back, embracing her.
Warm tears clung almost imperceptibly to his neck, accompanied by suppressed sobs, burning his heart.
"I'm cold, you go first..."
With his flustered reminder, the pair of slender arms around his neck tightened their embrace even more.
Helpless, Yun Lie used a little force to lift her up and strode quickly to the bedside, where he gently settled her down.
He pulled the blanket over her again, wrapping her up tightly, before squatting down in front of the bed and holding her right arm through the blanket.
“I was delayed for a few days and came back late, which made you worry,” he said, his throat bobbing several times, his voice growing more hoarse with each word he spoke. “You can hit me, scold me, or throw a tantrum, I’ll do whatever you want, just please don’t cry.”
Luo Cuiwei raised her teary eyes and sobbed as she asked, "Why...why are you coming home so late?"
Her trembling, sobbing voice was filled with shock and lingering fear.
"Xiong Xiaoyi led his men across the border to investigate something in the Northern Di territory, and inadvertently discovered two of his imprisoned spies." Yun Lie patiently explained to her the reason for his late return.
Just as they had suspected, the identities of the two spies who had been planted in the Northern Barbarian lands for many years were exposed, which is why they lost contact with Linchuan.
When Xiong Xiaoyi found the two informants, they had already undergone a long period of torture and were covered in wounds.
Now that their identities have been discovered, if they are left there, they will have no other fate but to die for their country.
Xiong Xiaoyi made a quick decision to rescue the two men and bring them back.
Although he brought two young soldiers with him on this trip, the two rescued soldiers were seriously injured and unable to walk on their own. They had to be carried by Xiong Xiaoyi and the other two in turns.
This slowed their pace, and they were almost caught by the Northern Di pursuers.
"In order to evade the pursuers, they hid in a secluded place for a day and a night. Only after the pursuers retreated did they continue their journey towards us, which delayed them by three days."