Chapter 2039
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When her thin embroidered shoes stepped onto the snow, she felt her body tremble and the soles of her feet were instantly filled with a bone chilling cold.
"How far is it from here to where your mother is buried?" Luo Qingchen slightly knit her brows. Her feet would be crippled if she walked with these shoes.
Feng Qian Che's brows slightly moved and his eyes filled with pride as he looked at her and said, "When I told you to go to the town to buy things, why didn't you remember?"
"You're still talking about me, you also don't remember!" She felt a cold feeling slowly spread through her body and even her warm hands gradually turned cold.
"Of course I remember." He gave a soft snort and turned to Dong Liang behind him to say, "Give her the things I told you to buy!"
"Alright, master!" Dong Liang took a pair of moon white boots from his horse's back and slowly walked over to Luo Qingchen as he said, "Miss Qingqing, this is what master told me to buy for you. It's the smallest size, see if it fits. "
Luo Qingchen was stunned and a faint Liguang flashed in her clear eyes.
There was an inexplicable feeling of being moved.
"What are you in a daze for?" Feng Qian Che saw that she was in a daze and his thin lips softly said, "You don't want it?"
"It's not that!" She did not say anything else and seriously put on the boots before saying, "Thank you, it's just right."
She blinked her bright eyes and looked at Feng Qian Che with a sweet smile. Her face was filled with a moved look.
Feng Qian Che's brows slightly moved and his eyes had a trace of gentleness. Looking at her smile at this moment, he was in a daze.
"You're welcome." He strangely said these three words. This was his first time saying these three words since he was born.
[Ding, affection has increased by five. Mission completion rate is now 20%.]
There were some people who would unknowingly give you warmth. It wasn't too deep or too shallow, it was just right.
She suddenly felt that she strangely liked Feng Qian Che. It wasn't because he was the male lead and it wasn't because they had experienced a long time together.
Rather it was because of his small actions that made people feel that liking someone was a very simple matter.
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Under the moonlight and stars, the temperature on the Snow-capped Peak was several times colder than at the foot of the mountain.
Even though she was wearing a thick coat, Luo Qingchen could feel the cold wind blowing in her direction. It was bone-chilling.
Feng Qian Che's mother's memorial tablet was placed in Qing Sen Temple at the top of the snowy peak. When Feng Qian Che saw the abbot, he bowed deeply.
The abbot looked quite old, but he was still full of vigor, giving people a feeling that he was old but vigorous.
It was just that this cold night was really hard to sleep. Even though she was wrapped in a blanket, she still felt a bone-piercing cold wind.
She thought: If an assassin came at this time, they probably wouldn't be able to escape.
As it turned out, the assassin did not want to come to this damned place in the middle of the night. After all, life was precious.
The next morning, Feng Qianche changed into a long white robe. When she knelt in front of the coffin, there was some gentleness in her eyes.
"Mother, we haven't seen each other for a year. How have you been?"
"I'm fine. Don't worry."
"In the past few days, the Ninth Emperor has been restless and has sent assassins to kill me several times. All of them have been killed by me."
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He talked for a long time, sometimes muttering and sometimes revealing a faint smile. Luo Qingchen suddenly found that she was looking at a different Feng Qianche, a crown prince with flesh and blood.
When she said her final words, Luo Qingchen couldn't help being stunned.
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