The group of people headed all the way towards the capital of the Northern Kingdom, and stopped in front of an inn in the middle of the night.
In the snowy night, the only inn was brightly lit. In the raging wind and snow, this warm yellow light can wash away the fatigue.
This inn is located in a vast snowfield, like a lonely lighthouse, guiding lost travelers.
Simple and grand, the wooden door is carved with exquisite auspicious patterns, and a blurred couplet hangs in front of the door. Under the eaves, a bright lantern swayed with warm yellow light, bringing a touch of warmth to this cold snowy night.
Chang Yu and Qing Luo stepped forward to knock on the door and then walked away.
As soon as I entered, a warm current hit my face.
In the hall, a huge fireplace was burning, emitting warm heat.
The owner of the inn is a warm and kind old man. He is sitting in a rocking chair next to the fireplace, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand and a faint smile on his face.
In the corner of the inn, several travelers were chatting around the fire, their faces glowing red by the fire.
The interior furnishings of the inn are simple and elegant, with some northern landscape paintings hanging on the walls, giving the space a more rustic feel. On one side of the fireplace, there is a dining table filled with steaming food, and several carefully prepared dishes are placed on it. The wafting aroma and the warm firelight are intertwined, making people salivate.
The waiter greeted him enthusiastically and looked the group up and down, "Are you staying in a hotel?"
"Yeah." Chang Yu hummed a syllable indifferently, but his hand held the sword tightly, for fear of being careless in the slightest.
The smile on the waiter's face did not diminish, and he just said: "Looking at all the guests, you are coming here with so much travel, I think you are hungry. How about I serve you something to eat?"
Chang Yu looked towards Yin Luzhu subconsciously.
The latter frowned lightly, "No need, let's lose weight."
The waiter looked Yin Luzhu up and down and said, "My guest, please come upstairs."
Walking upstairs, a strong smell of blood suddenly hit my nose.
Yin Luzhu paused slightly and looked at Gu Tingfang subconsciously, "I think there is something wrong with this store?"
There was a flash of coldness in the man's narrow phoenix eyes, just like the cold wind in this winter.
He glanced at the people below who were chatting: "This place is remote, so be careful. Don't sleep at night and stay safe."
"..." Yin Luzhu looked at Gu Tingfang, she blinked, and the next moment, she suddenly pinched the man's arm hard.
"You still think that in Yindu, you can squeeze me and do whatever you want with me!"
Gu Tingfang opened her sleeves and saw that her arms were already bruised.
Shi Yue and the Imperial Guards standing not far away just watched the scene quietly, as if the edges had been smoothed away.
If it had been in the past, they would have drawn their swords and attacked.
But along the way, they felt that these were all brought upon by the king, so they had better stay away and avoid touching Yin Luzhu's troubles. Set yourself on fire.
"Guests, here comes the hot tea."
The waiter came up with a teapot and opened the door very considerately, "Your Majesty, please."
A gust of cold wind blew, and Yin Luzhu shrank slightly.
When Gu Tingfang was about to step into the door of the room, she suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "Tonight, you stay vigil."
The man turned his head to look at her, then smiled slightly.
For the first time, he did not utter any sarcasm, but nodded, "Yeah."
Yin Luzhu looked at him suspiciously and walked into the house without saying anything else.
