Chapter 1233: Chapter 1069: Does He Have No Shame?

"Miss, the snow is getting heavier. Are you sure we shouldn’t find a place to take shelter instead of playing a staring contest here?"

Gu Chengyu’s face was full of sincerity, his gentle demeanor already quite captivating. The white fur on his fox coat made him look even more distinguished, making others dare not look him directly in the eye.

The female assassin’s pupils were deep as she glanced at the dim sky, then waved her hand to the side, and someone immediately brought over a cloak.

Gu Chengyu almost wanted to roll his eyes, but he restrained himself. He couldn’t ruin his image; he had always been the refined gentleman. Besides, his inner strength was sealed, making him feel just like an ordinary person. Honestly, he was quite cold!

On the surface, he appeared calm, but his legs were already numb from the cold. Ever since they moved to the forest beside them, he hadn’t moved.

There was nothing he could do; whenever he moved, the opposition would draw their swords with a swift and unified motion, more coordinated than any parade he had seen in his past life.

In such cold weather, with dusk approaching, there wasn’t a soul in sight on the road, and one shouldn’t expect anyone to come to his rescue. Besides, he wasn’t too concerned about being rescued; it was just a bit cold.

Ming Mo and Ming Yan looked at their master with some worry. Such cold weather, and their master still had to endure the cold wind outside. When had he ever suffered so much?

Though the Gu Family wasn’t always wealthy, the old master and mistress doted on him deeply and never let him endure such hardships.

Even when they had little silver, the family still used expensive Yin Shuang charcoal to keep him warm!

"Miss, you say you don’t want to hurt our master, so why not let him move a bit? In this cold, with his inner strength sealed, he’ll soon be frozen stiff. There are some coats and cloaks in the carriage, surely you can let him put on another cloak? Otherwise, if he gets frostbite, you won’t be able to cover the cost."

Ming Yan noticed the female assassin didn’t seem particularly hostile and guessed she merely intended to trap them, so he thought this small request might be granted.

Gu Chengyu suddenly held his forehead. When had he raised Ming Yan to be so innocent? The female assassin had nothing to do with them, might even be an enemy. They were still lambs to the slaughter in her hands, yet Ming Yan dared to bargain?

Earlier, just letting Yao Mengxian go nearly offended them, so at this moment, how could he make any requests? It wasn’t that he couldn’t endure the cold; it was just slightly colder than usual, really just a little bit.

He smacked his lips, did he not care about his pride?

"Oh~ I forgot Mr. Gu lacks inner strength and can’t withstand hunger and cold!" The female assassin suddenly realized, as if she had just remembered.

"Go to their carriage and bring him a cloak!" A flicker of amusement flashed in the female assassin’s eyes as she pointed at a black-clad man beside her, instructing him to retrieve a cloak.

"Ahem! How would he know where our master’s belongings are kept? Let me go instead!" Ming Yan immediately offered.

"Who’s to say you won’t try something funny?" The female assassin shot Ming Yan a disdainful look, her eyes already showing doubt.

Gu Chengyu silently turned to give Ming Yan a glance. Ming Yan, usually so clever, must be trying something.

But Ming Mo’s and their inner strength were also sealed, so whatever plan he had, it was in vain!

"Actually, we’re cold too and would like to add another layer!"

Gu Chengyu turned to look at Ming Yan again, realizing he had misjudged him! Just a moment ago, it was his own concern about the cold, wasn’t it?

As Ming Yan was escorted by a black-clad man to get the cloak, a black-clad man came rushing over.

"My lord! There’s a deserted cabin at the foot of the mountain ahead. Should we take shelter there for now?"

Gu Chengyu gave the female assassin a surprised look. Clearly a woman, yet being addressed as "my lord" felt rather strange.

"Mr. Gu, when traveling, there are many inconveniences. Seeking a dilapidated house to escape the snowstorm, you shouldn’t mind too much."

The female assassin spoke as if asking, but had already begun instructing the black-clad men to drive Ming Yan’s carriage over.

Gu Chengyu just wanted to chuckle bitterly; he actually did mind. In this weather, who wouldn’t want to find an inn, take a hot bath, and lie comfortably in bed dreaming of Zhou Gong?

However, he knew the female assassin wouldn’t agree. Not to mention the distance to the next town was rather far, they wouldn’t reach it by nightfall.

Given how closely they were being watched, there was no way they’d be allowed anywhere populated.

Very well! It’s only three days, perhaps not even three days.

"I don’t mind, taking shelter from the wind and snow is a good idea!"

Gu Chengyu smiled, but then realized his carriage was already moving forward, passing him by. A flurry of frustrated thoughts crossed his mind—they wouldn’t even let him sit in the carriage?

About half a quarter of an hour later, Gu Chengyu finally felt warmth returning to his body.

The small courtyard at the foot of the mountain was ruinous, and because it was so close to the mountain’s base, there were no other residents aside from this dilapidated house.

Upon inspection, Gu Chengyu noted that the house only had two rooms, making it seem they’d have to crowd together.

Ming Yan broke free from the black-clad man’s grasp to support Gu Chengyu.

"Our master is frail, without inner strength, highly susceptible to illness!"

The nearby black-clad man saw Ming Yan break free and immediately stepped forward, catching Ming Yan by the collar.

The female assassin glanced back at Gu Chengyu, observing his tall yet not particularly robust frame. After the earlier trek, he was now breathing somewhat heavily.

"Let them be."

Without inner strength, he’s like a toothless tiger, posing no threat. Still, it’s best to remain cautious; after all, she had been told that Gu Chengyu was exceedingly cunning.

Ming Yan supported Gu Chengyu’s arm, discreetly slipping a small package into Gu Chengyu’s sleeve under the cover of his coat.

Gu Chengyu’s heart stirred; Ming Yan was indeed clever, managing to act faster than him.

The bright firelight illuminated Gu Chengyu’s jade-like profile, catching the female assassin’s eye.

A small clay pot hung over the fire, steam billowing from it.

Ming Yan took down the clay pot, pouring out a bowl of aromatic meat porridge.

"My lord, make do with this for now!" Ming Yan handed the bowl to Gu Chengyu, who couldn’t help but be grateful they had brought supplies, avoiding having to gnaw on hard biscuits.

The enticing aroma drew the attention of the black-clad men, and even the female assassin wasn’t immune.

Night had fallen, and everyone else hadn’t eaten, so they were indeed hungry.

The firewood in the fire crackled as Gu Chengyu held the bowl, suddenly feeling bashful under the eager eyes surrounding him.

"Mr. Gu doesn’t seem worried about his predicament at all, still enjoying the leisure of cooking meals."

The female assassin’s cold voice drifted over, tinged with sarcasm.

"Eating is a top priority. Although my situation may seem dire, I can’t very well starve myself, can I?"

Gu Chengyu laughed softly, a thought suddenly rising in his heart.

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