She coughed to hide her awkwardness. She lifted the curtain and asked, "Why aren't you resting at this late hour? Is there something urgent?"

Although He Sanlang's eyes were lowered, the corners of his eyes were always on Chu Lian's body. Seeing her stop in front of the bead curtain and stare at him in a daze, even though his expression was still grave and stern, his heart was already blooming with joy.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, He Changdi said in a low voice, "I remembered that there's something I haven't given you, so I came."

Chu Lian looked at him in disbelief.

She walked to He Sanlang's side and sat down. Tilting her head, she asked, "Really?"

He Changdi covered his mouth with one hand and coughed, but his gaze shifted to somewhere else. "When have I ever lied to you?"

Chu Lian furrowed her brows and stared at He Changdi with her clear eyes. She was still suspicious.

This crazy He Sanlang loved to say things that he didn't mean.

He Sanlang scolded Chu Lian in his heart for being 'shameless' for daring to stare at him. She was clearly a shameless woman. At the same time, he felt elated. He really liked the way she stared at him 'passionately'. He wished that Chu Lian only had eyes for him.

Not long after, the tips of his ears started to redden.

Chu Lian reached out her hand towards He Changdi.

He Sanlang looked down at her outstretched hand. He didn't think too much about it and grabbed it with his large, dry hand.

When their hands touched, he felt an electric shock travel from his arm to his heart. He couldn't help but knead and pinch the soft, boneless hand in his hand.

His wife's hand was too easy to touch!

It was soft, warm, and especially smooth. It was so soft that he could squeeze water out of it. His decision to come here tonight couldn't have been better.

Chu Lian's forehead twitched as she looked at He Sanlang. His handsome face slowly became gentle, and his eyes became as bright as stars. She felt his large palm wrap around her small hand, and then, as if he had found his most beloved toy, it wasn't enough for him to hold onto it. He wanted to knead and pinch it, and he even wanted to memorize the length of her fingernails.

Even though this feeling wasn't bad, this wasn't her original intention in reaching out.

Chu Lian forcefully pulled back her hand and opened it in front of He Changdi again. "Where's the thing?

Didn't you say you wanted to give me something? "

Only then did He Sanlang realize why his wife had stretched out her hand. It wasn't for him to touch, but to ask him for something …

He Sanlang felt that he had suffered a blow.

Jun Yan, who had just melted a little, instantly regained his cold and hard expression. He glanced at the girl in front of him with slightly sunken eyes. He gritted his teeth in his heart, wishing that he could punish this' hateful 'woman. Unfortunately, he was currently' powerless'.

He Sanlang withdrew his gaze and did not touch Chu Lian's outstretched hand. Chu Lian thought he was deliberately pretending to be confused and was about to speak when she heard a violent cough from him.

Chu Lian frowned and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?

Discomfort?

Was it because of the alcohol tonight?

Brother Guo and the others are too much. Even if it's New Year, they shouldn't have asked a patient like you to drink with them … "

Chu Lian kept nagging, and Wenlan couldn't stand it anymore. "Third Young Madam, the windows in the outer room are open for ventilation."

Chu Lian: "…"

"It's winter, why did you open the window? Hurry up and close it," Chu Lian said awkwardly.

Wenlan didn't know what to do. Third Young Madam had clearly asked them to open the window to get some air when she came back.

Wenlan closed the window, then turned around and said, "In this servant's opinion, Third Young Master and Third Young Madam should talk in the inner room."

Chu Lian thought for a moment, then turned around and asked He Changdi, "Should I call someone to carry me?"

He Sanlang shook his head. "You can support me. My leg is injured, so I can't walk for a long time. Walking a bit shouldn't be a problem."

Chu Lian also felt that most of the servants in the courtyard had already gone to bed, so it would be inhumane to wake them up. Thus, she complied with his wishes and reached out to support him.

Wenlan saw that Third Young Madam's body was thin and delicate, so she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to support the tall and strong Third Young Master. She hurriedly wanted to help, but before she could walk over, He Changdi's cold gaze swept over her.

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Wenlan was so frightened that she froze in place, not daring to move. After a moment, she suddenly understood.

She was really stupid. It wasn't that Third Young Master couldn't walk, he clearly wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to Third Young Madam.

She was really happy for Third Young Madam. As long as Third Young Master valued their grandmother, Third Young Madam's life would only get better and better.

Wenlan smiled and lightly walked back to the side room, even sending the two young maidservants who were serving her back to sleep.

Chu Lian's height only reached He Changdi's shoulder, and this was because she had grown a bit taller this year. Otherwise, she would only have reached his chest before. But even so, she still looked small and delicate standing next to He Sanlang.

He Changdi put an arm on Chu Lian's shoulder and leaned half of his body against her slender body, carefully moving down from the heated bed.

The wide black cloak almost covered Chu Lian's entire body. The two of them were very close, and Chu Lian could smell the faint and slightly bitter scent of medicine on his body.

Their posture was not so much like Chu Lian was supporting him, but it was more like He Changdi was holding her in his arms.

In fact, He Changdi didn't even put his weight on her. Otherwise, Chu Lian wouldn't have been able to support him with her little strength.

The young couple entered the dormitory in the inner room.

There was a faint aroma from the incense burner in the dormitory. The decorations inside were obviously for a girl's family. He Changdi's gaze swept across the room, and his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was not satisfied with this dormitory that only had her scent.

He furrowed his thick black brows and thought about how he would dye this room with his scent in the future and mix it with hers.

He Sanlang's gaze finally fell on the table in the room. There was a lotus lantern on the table, and on the table that was covered with a plain brocade cloth was a stack of opened red envelopes, a pile of small bills, and silver fruits. Next to the silver fruits was a slightly loosened pouch, as if it hadn't been fully opened yet.

Chu Lian looked around the room. The courtyard was small, and although this was the main room, the inner room wasn't big either. There was only the most basic furniture, such as a bed, a wardrobe, a chair, and a table. There wasn't even a long couch.

He Changdi's thigh was injured, so he couldn't sit. Right now, the only thing that could accommodate him was the bed that he usually slept on.

Chu Lian had no choice but to help He Sanlang sit on the side of her bed, and gave him a large pillow to lean on.

"Take off your cloak."

He Sanlang stretched out his hand and allowed Chu Lian to take off his black cloak and place it on a nearby screen.

As soon as Chu Lian turned around, she saw her husband frowning slightly as he looked at the small stack of red envelopes on the table. She smiled and explained, "Uncle Qian and the others came over to eat. They said it's for me to celebrate the New Year!"

When she said this, her eyes sparkled. He Sanlang could tell that she was really happy to receive these red envelopes, even though there weren't even fifty taels of silver in the pile of red envelopes.

He Sanlang couldn't help but ask, "You didn't have red envelopes at home before?"

Chu Lian blurted out the truth in a moment of carelessness, "I haven't received red envelopes in many years."

After saying this, she remembered that she was now the sixth daughter of the Duke of England, Chu Lian, and not the modern Chu Lian.

Chu Lian was momentarily embarrassed, and her happy expression also cooled down.

He Sanlang, on the other hand, was stunned by her words.

He had heard about this a long time ago, and after his rebirth, he had sent people to investigate her. Of course, he knew about the situation in the Duke of England when she was a young girl.

Her birth mother died young, her birth father didn't teach her properly, and her stepmother was even more harsh. There were many juniors in the Duke of England's household, and the old Duke of England and his wife valued boys over girls. When she was young, she received pitifully little love. Even if her wet nurse, Grandma Gui, treated her well, there was still a difference between master and servant.

He Changdi's heart ached as if it was being pricked by needles. In the past, he wanted her to suffer all the hardships of the world, but now, he couldn't bear to hear about any of her bitter experiences.

His expression changed slightly, and he waved at Chu Lian, who was not far away.

Chu Lian saw that he didn't seem to want to delve into the matter, so she hurriedly wanted to change the topic. She walked to his side in two steps.

He Changdi grabbed her wrist, and with a bit of force, pulled Chu Lian into his arms.

His voice was cold, but his tone was indescribably gentle. "In the future, I'll give you red envelopes every New Year."

Chu Lian was instantly stunned. She paused for a moment, then turned her head. Their eyes met, and she felt both guilty and warm.

She was afraid that her true identity would be exposed, and he would feel sorry for her.

Actually, this crazy husband of hers was cold on the outside, but warm on the inside. He had a sharp tongue, but a soft heart.

Even Chu Lian, who had always been rational, felt her heart ache when she heard this. She cursed the original Chu Lian in her heart, "You idiot, you don't want such a good husband, you're so stupid!"

But now, this person was hers. She was really glad.

Chu Lian blinked her large eyes, trying to blink back the warm soreness in her eyes.

She smiled at He Changdi. Seeing his handsome, serious face, she couldn't help but want to tease him.

"Then how much money do you want to give me? I don't want any less."

He Sanlang's expression was serious. He reached out and gently touched her smooth little face. "I'll give you as much as I have."

Chu Lian had only wanted to tease him. She hadn't expected He Sanlang to say something like that. Chu Lian's pink lips parted in shock. "Are you stupid? Give me as much as you have. Don't you need to spend your own money?

Other men think of ways to hide their private stash of money. What if I'm a spendthrift and spend all the money you give me? "

He Changdi let out a rare hearty laugh. He tightened his arms, hugging the warm and soft body in his arms. His voice was low and magnetic. "If you spend it all, then spend it all. You're my wife anyway. If you really spend it all, you can come with me to beg."

Chu Lian rolled her eyes. Apparently, He Sanlang had nothing to fear just because he had a marriage certificate.

The two of them hugged for a while. Then, He Changdi took out the long, exquisite brocade box that Lai Yue had given him.

"This is for you." He Changdi lowered his eyes to look at her, his gaze deep.

Chu Lian was surprised. "You really have something for me!"

When she asked him to take it out from the outside, he didn't move and pretended not to hear her. Chu Lian thought that He Changdi had something for her was just a clumsy excuse to come to her.