It was also winter that year, and he looked back frequently while riding in the carriage, seeing Wen Jiujiu with her cheeks red from the cold outside the city gate, and Feng Xing standing next to her, both of them looking at each other with a look of reluctance and helplessness.

Feng Xing raised his hand to touch the ice wall and patted it gently along the cold wall: "That's actually a trap! Father and grandfather saw that you have a crush on Xiaojiu, but your marriage to Yan Youran is inevitable, so
Chapter completed!