On an early spring night, it was still very cold. Xi Jin took out the only clothes in his bag and put them on, but his hands and feet were still cold from the cold.
In the whole stable, only the man who had taken a big sip of swill was sound asleep.
The others who could not afford to pay ten taels of silver were also trembling, waiting for dawn with their eyes open.
When Xie Luo saw it, he put the coat in his bag on Xi Jin's shoulders.
Xi Jin quickly refused: "It's freezing cold, so you should wear more clothes."
"I'm not afraid of the cold." Xie Luo insisted on giving Xi Jin his coat.
"I said, young man, this is your wife, right? What's the point of wearing a coat? Why don't you hug her tighter!" An old lady looked on and jokingly reminded Xie Luo, "If you don't hug her, you are still waiting. Someone else can hold it for you?"
Hearing this, Xie Luo's handsome face instantly turned red: "What Madam said makes sense, but I haven't bathed in a few days for fear of infuriating my wife."
When the aunt heard this, she laughed out loud: "You are an honest child. You have been rolled over on the same bed. What do you want to do with this!"
As soon as the aunt said this, the people around her also laughed, and Xie Luo's earlobes turned red.
Xi Jin asked himself that he had always been calm and self-possessed, but now he felt a little embarrassed, as if he could feel the heat from Xie Luo's body all over his body.
The uncle sitting next to the aunt saw them blushing with embarrassment, and hurriedly patted his old lady: "If you want to mind your own business, I'll take care of you."
Xi Jin looked at the old couple's affectionate and playful appearance, feeling a little envious, and couldn't help but feel a little fondness in his heart.
"Girl, what crime have you committed?" The aunt obviously likes to inquire, and started gossiping with Xi Jin.
Xi Jin glanced at Xie Luo, who quickly answered: "I do some small business at home, but I accidentally offended the powerful."
"Damn it, Duo Zhouzheng's two children are suffering the pain of being exiled!" The aunt sighed and asked curiously, "Looking at how young you are, maybe you don't have children yet?"
Seeing that Xijing was embarrassed to answer, Xie Luo continued: "Not yet, my wife and I just got married."
"Let me tell you, hey, I just saw you two talking and laughing. You looked at such a loving couple. It's obvious that the excitement hasn't passed yet!"
"My aunt and uncle seem to be old, how can they still commit crimes?" Xi Jin looked at the day and felt that it was too cold to sleep, so he started chatting with his aunt.
"Hey, my husband's family name is Liu, just call me Aunt Liu." Aunt Liu sighed, "It's not the master's family that committed the crime, and we were innocently involved."
Aunt Liu looked at Xi Jin and listened attentively, then continued: "My master's surname is Lin, and there is a girl in the master's family who is a queen in the palace. You think it is great to be a queen. I heard that she is still a concubine. You think it is good. Yes, what are you doing to frame others? It’s okay now. Not only will you live in the cold palace, but you will also implicate your father, brother and family and send them into exile."
Aunt Liu sighed: "You said we are too old to understand the struggle for power in the palace, but if the master's family is in trouble, we can't escape."
Xi Jin couldn't help but be shocked after hearing what Aunt Liu said: "Are Aunt Liu talking about the family of Lin Shangshu of the Ministry of War?"
"Exactly, eh? You are not in business, how come you know Lin Shangshu?" Aunt Liu looked startled, a little nervous. Did she say the wrong thing?
If what I just said reaches the ears of my master, I will inevitably shed my skin.
"Don't be nervous, Aunt Liu. We don't know Shangshu Lin. We just heard from people in the market." Xi Jin looked calm and calm, but his heart seemed to pop out of his throat.
The Lin Shangshu that Aunt Liu mentioned was the mother's family of Concubine Li in the palace.
If it weren't for her, Concubine Li would not have been relegated to the cold palace, and Lin Shangshu's family would not have been exiled.
However, in the final analysis, everyone is their own master!
Aunt Liu on the side couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Xi Jin's explanation, and patted her chest: "I was shocked. Our host's wife's daughter is still living in the woodshed. I thought you also knew Jingzhong. Where are the rich and powerful!”
Xi Jin smiled: "How can that be possible?"
"Stop talking, stop talking, old lady, I'm just talking nonsense." Aunt Liu realized that she had almost suffered the loss of talking nonsense again, and hurriedly nestled in Uncle Liu's arms, "Old man, you hug me and let me Get some sleep, or you won't be able to walk tomorrow."
"What's wrong with you?" Xie Luo noticed the subtle changes in Xi Jin's expression, and his eyes trembled, as if he was thinking about something nervously.
Xi Jin shook his head and had no words.
"If you don't mind, you can rest against me for a while." Xie Luo said mockingly, "Although it may not smell good, it's still warmer than you."
Xi Jin smiled in relief, put the coat he had just put on his shoulders on their shoulders, and leaned on his shoulders shiveringly.
Sure enough, the man's body was warm. After a day's journey, Xi Jin's eyelids began to tremble and he slowly fell asleep.
Xie Luo looked at the woman in his arms, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a warm smile on his face.
Even though it was cold and windy outside, he felt extremely peaceful and comfortable inside!
The night was getting darker, and although the stables were cold and cold, for everyone who had been traveling all day, it was still important to rest quickly. Slowly, everyone snuggled up and fell asleep.
At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed into the stable. Looking carefully, it was the horse shopkeeper of the inn.
Shopkeeper Ma saw Xie Luo opening his eyes and knelt down in panic: "Xie Dongjia, damn it, I made you suffer. I couldn't do anything just now..."
"Is there a hand warmer?" Xie Luo had no time to reminisce with Shopkeeper Ma. He only looked at the woman sleeping peacefully in his arms with pity and asked a little eagerly.
"Yes, yes, I brought it for you." Shopkeeper Ma said, and hurriedly handed over a delicate and warm hand warmer, "Thank you, Mr. Master, I have already made those servants drunk, you'd better bring the young lady up. Rest upstairs!"
"Is there hot water upstairs?" Xie Luo remembered Aunt Liu's teasing just now and felt that he needed to take a shower quickly.
"Yes, yes, the little one is ready." Shopkeeper Ma said respectfully.
Xie Luo quickly put the heater into Xi Jin's arms, with a deep look in his eyes: "Here is the shopkeeper Laoma."
"As for Mr. Xie's family, if I hadn't been supported by Master Xie, I wouldn't have been able to be the shopkeeper of this inn. Just now, I recognized you at a glance, but because of these guards, I had to show up now. I hope you will understand me." "
"You're welcome, Shopkeeper Ma, please lead the way!" Xie Luo took out a piece of wire from his sleeve, untied the shackles in a few clicks, stood up and picked up Xi Jin.
The woman in his arms frowned slightly, then snuggled into his arms again, and fell into a deep sleep.
