Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

"Welcome to plane number 648917, plane information: ancient times (low martial arts)."

The wind and snow outside the house filled the sky, falling on the plum tree in the yard.

A figure wearing a black cloak climbed over the outer wall in the cold wind.

As soon as he landed, he saw Wen Renxin wrapped in white fox fur standing not far away.

Rong Yuan's lips curled up, and his sharp eyebrows suddenly softened, "Didn't I ask you to wait for me in the house? It's warm in the house, and your body can't bear the cold."

"Brother Rong, what are you talking about? You are my best friend. It's my fault to let you do such a violation of etiquette." Wen Renxin's eyebrows were soft, but his face was white from the cold and there was no blood. .

Rong Yuan took Wen Renxin's hand and warmed it for him, "Let's go into the room and talk."

"Okay." Wen Renxin nodded, with a faint smile on his lips.

The door was closed and the servants were guarding outside the house.

The room is warm and cozy, like being next to a fire.

Wen Renxin took off the cloak for Rong Yuan and put it on the hanger, shaking off the snow on the clothes.

Rong Yuan handed him the stove.

"Brother Wenren is smart, I did as you said, and the vanguard of this expedition really fell to me." Rong Yuan smiled heartily, his eyes full of sincere gratitude.

"Brother Rong deserves the award. Without Brother Rong's cooperation, this matter might not have been so easy to succeed." Wen Renxin naturally said this sincerely.

Rong Yuan has great martial arts skills. If he had been replaced by another person, he might not even be able to resist the assassin. How could he show himself in front of the emperor?

But the level of the No Return Assassin really needs to be improved.

Wen Renxin took a sip of tea. The aroma of the tea filled his lungs and brought a touch of warmth to his body, allowing him to gradually recover from being frozen by the ice and snow.

The person in front of me has a reassuring aura even when drinking tea.

A gentleman is like an orchid, neither humble nor arrogant.

"The imperial edict has been issued. Today I received the edict at the mansion. The father-in-law who came to deliver the edict said that he will leave in three days. I am afraid that I will not be able to come to Brother Wenren to drink tea from time to time."

As soon as Rong Yuan finished speaking, Wen Renxin put down the tea cup, paused in mid-air, and then gently put it down.

"Then congratulate Brother Rong in advance for getting your wish." Wen Renxin poured herself a cup of tea, picked it up, and looked into Rong Yuan's eyes.This was the first time he had looked at Rong Yuan for a long time since he came here three years ago.

He wasn't looking at this person's back, nor was he subconsciously glancing away, nor was he lightly drifting by.

Rong Yuan also poured himself a cup of tea, picked it up and said, "I accept your good advice."

After Wen Renxin drank the tea, her eyes were not focused on the real thing, and her tone was a bit ethereal, which made it difficult to hear clearly, "The snow this year seems to be heavier than last year. I can see that the snow in the yard is almost up to the steps."

"Brother Wen Renxin is right. I almost fell down all the way from the General's Mansion." Rong Yuan looked at Wen Renxin, and his face gradually turned red.

"Then you -" Wen Renxin suddenly stopped himself from speaking and looked at Rong Yuan, whose expression remained unchanged, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The slender and thick eyelashes trembled, and his eyes drooped, falling on the chessboard in front of him.

"Brother Wenren, it's difficult to walk on the snowy road, why don't we play chess?" Rong Yuan put away the white and black stones on the chessboard, "Brother Wenren, do you like to play chess with yourself?"

"Well, I use it to kill time in my free time." Wen Renxin looked at the sky outside. In fact, it was starting to get dark outside.But he still didn't refuse and put the black stones on the chessboard back into the chess jar.

"Heizi goes first. Brother Wenren invites you." Rong Yuan made a gesture of invitation.

……

After playing a game of chess for nearly an hour, Rong Yuan finally lost to Wen Renxin by half a piece.

"Brother Wenren is still very good," Rong Yuan praised, "As expected, the apprentice cannot surpass the master."

"Brother Rong, there is no need to be humble. It is rare in the world to be able to master it to this level in three years." Wen Renxin's lips couldn't stop rising.

Wen Renxin opened the window and looked at the darkening sky. She turned around and looked at Rong Yuan who was cleaning up the chess game and said, "It's getting late. Why don't you, Brother Rong, rest here and leave tomorrow?"

Rong Yuan packed up the chess game and came to the window, getting very close to Wen Renxin.

Because of Wen Renxin's health, the windows here were a little small, so small that they could only accommodate one person standing in front of the window.

Rong Yuan leaned out of the window from behind Wen Renxin to check the sky outside, his waist pressed against Wen Renxin's hand on the window sill.

The temperature was obviously not very high, but Wen Renxin felt that his hands were a little hot.

"It's indeed a bit dark. I didn't expect that it would take so long to play a game of chess." Rong Yuan's voice had an imperceptible smile, and Wen Renxin, whose thoughts were a bit confused, did not catch it.

"But I didn't tell my servant that I wouldn't come back tonight," Rong Yuan thought for a moment and didn't agree to stay overnight as Wen Renxin said, "Next time."

Rong Yuan held Wen Renxin's hand on the window sill and closed the window with one hand, "It's cold, be careful of getting cold."

"Yeah." Wen Renxin lowered her eyes and hummed in a low voice.

Before reaching the door, Rong Yuan seemed to remember something. As he was walking, he suddenly turned around and bumped into Wen Renxin, who was walking forward and wanted to see Rong Yuan off.

When the two collided, Wen Renxin was a little confused, fell back, and opened his eyes slightly.

Just when he thought he was about to fall to the ground, a hand held his waist firmly.

"Brother Wenren, be careful!" Rong Yuan's cold eyes were full of worry.

the second time.

He looked at him for a long time for the second time.

"Brother Wen Ren, are you okay?" Rong Yuan asked, looking at Wen Renxin who was a little stunned.

Looking at Wen Renxin who was standing firm, she let go of the hand on his waist, put one hand behind her back and rubbed it gently unconsciously, as if she was reminiscing about something.

"I, it's okay," Wen Renxin felt the hands loosen her waist, and suddenly a huge loss arose in her heart, "Why did you turn around suddenly?"

"I didn't take my cloak." Rong Yuan pointed to the black cloak on the hanger.

Wen Renxin nodded, took off the cloak from the hanger and put it on Rong Yuan.

"It's difficult to walk in the snow, so be careful on the road." Wen Renxin warned.

"Okay, you're not in good health. Just stay in the room and I'll go back by myself." Rong Yuan warmed Wen Renxin's cold hands, "Don't wait for me next time. I'm worried."

After saying this, Rong Yuan opened the door and walked out, closing the door smoothly.

In the silent night, snow fell softly.

Rong Yuan looked at the snow that was about to cover the steps, then turned back to look at the brightly lit room. There was a tiny light in his eyes. He subconsciously curved the corners of his lips and whispered, "Xinxin."

The people in the house closed their eyes and listened quietly to the movement outside the door.

The man braved the wind and snow and climbed over the wall to leave.

The cloak was blown by the wind and rustled, and then there was a light landing sound.

Then there is the sound of stepping on the snow gradually away...

In the end, only the sound of wind and snow could be heard.