Bab 49: Awkward

Xiao Juan loosened his almost frozen fist. His pale fingers gripped the handle of the umbrella, and his fingertips touched her hand.

His hand was cold, like a hard block of ice.

But her hand was warm and warm.

Seeing that he was drenched, Yu Niaoniao could not help but frown.

"If it's raining, why don't you find a place to hide?"

There was reproach in her tone, but it was not offensive at all. Instead, it was intimate.

Xiao Juan did not answer. He silently moved the oil paper umbrella in her direction and shielded her from the wind and rain as much as possible.

At that moment the coachman came down and opened his umbrella over Duke Lang.

Yu Niaoniao noticed the palace not far away.

There were many Imperial Guards standing near the palace gate. They were all wearing rain gear.

The Imperial Guards were watching her, too. To be precise, they were looking at the man standing beside her.