Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Before Han Yingxue could say anything, Cheng Guihua interrupted, "Daddy Goudan. Do you think Xue'er is the same as you? She's busy with a lot of things."

When Cheng Guihua said this to Zhao Tiangang, it was hard for Zhao Tiangang to say anything.

Staying and playing for a while is what idlers do, and Han Yingxue is no idler. The whole family needs her to take care of them.

When Cheng Guihua said this, Han Yingxue didn't bother to explain.

After all, although she didn't have any time, she still didn't want to stay here any longer.

If Zhao Tiangang went to her house, she would be willing to chat more.

"In this case, we can't keep Xue'er, it will delay things." Zhao Tiangang said. There was a hint of regret in his tone.

Han Yingxue's heart also moved slightly, wondering if there was something wrong with what she was doing.

But that's the kind of temper she has. She won't stay where she doesn't want to stay.

"Okay." Han Yingxue nodded, gave Zhao Tiangang and the old lady Zaozao a few words, and then drove the carriage back.

I was blown by the wind again along the way.

If only I had known to bring Xuanyuan Ling here.

This guy wanted to come over, but Han Yingxue didn't let him. Let him rest well at home.

If Xuanyuan Ling comes over, it won't be so cold if the two of them go together.

When Han Yingxue drove the carriage home, her body was completely frozen. She was even more stiff than when she rushed to her uncle's house.

"Xue'er!" Xuanyuan Ling saw Han Yingxue coming back and immediately went to greet her.

As soon as Han Yingxue left in his carriage, he regretted not following him.

When I saw Han Yingxue, her little face and ears turned red.

This time I went out without any precautions. If I wore a big hat and a scarf, the situation would probably be much better.

"Your hands are so cold!" Xuanyuan Ling also said something distressed while holding Han Yingxue's hand.

"It's okay!" Han Yingxue trembled and said lightly.

Han Yingxue didn't want Xuanyuan Ling to worry. His eyebrows had been tightly knitted together.

It's a bit colder, but people really don't have much to worry about.

"Xue'er, it's okay. Your fingers are like a piece of ice, and your face is also cold. If you don't pay attention to this, you will probably get chilblains. If you get chilblains, your hands will be itchy. It hurts..."

When Xuanyuan Ling looked at Han Yingxue, there was deep concern and pity in her eyes.

Han Yingxue felt a little sweetness in her heart when she saw Xuanyuan Ling's serious look.

"Xue'er, let me warm it up for you!" Xuanyuan Ling said, protecting Han Yingxue's hand in his own, then putting it to his mouth, and started blowing on Han Yingxue's hand.

Xuanyuan Ling blew warm gas from his mouth, and Han Yingxue felt that her fingers began to feel warm.

It is rare to see such a tender side of Xuanyuan Ling.

After all, he is a prince and a general. A grown man is used to fighting on the battlefield, so his temperament has become a little careless and he pays little attention to details. The fact that Xuanyuan Ling was able to do this could only show his unintentional actions and his tenderness towards her alone.

This kind of scene that could only be seen in TV dramas happened to him, and Han Yingxue felt a little warmer in her heart.

"How long can you keep blowing like this? I probably won't be able to keep it warm for half a day!" Han Yingxue laughed.

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