All the money was emptied on the way to exile, and there was too much money to spend

Chapter 269: Can't Let Go, Chasing is Useless

At this moment, she was nestling in Xie Lin's arms, lazily following Xie Lin to look at the secret letter sent by others.

As I was watching, I sneezed.

Xie Lin, who was holding her and reading the official documents, immediately lowered his eyes and said, "Chanchan, are you cold?"

"No."

Xia Chan raised his right hand and rubbed the tip of his nose. "My nose suddenly felt itchy. I wonder if it was my good father who was nagging me to go back and take his head?"

She really isn't cold.

Suddenly I sneezed.

However, Xie Lin still reached out and touched her hand to make sure she was not cold, and only then did he believe that she was really not cold.

"Tell me if you feel cold. You don't have to stay here with me. You can go back and rest."

The "going back" that Xie Lin meant was to let Xia Chan go back to the space.

Although Xie Lin had never been to Xia Chan's space, he guessed that the temperature inside must be better than here.

He asked her to go back and rest because he felt sorry for her being outside in the cold wind.

Xia Chan tutted, "It's not cold."

"Besides, this book is quite interesting. I'll take a look."

She chose a very comfortable position and leaned in Xie Lin's arms. Xie Lin was reading official documents, while she was reading the script that Xie Jiu had found.

A modern storybook.

Not to mention that only modern people would write about a domineering president falling in love with me, the ancients also wrote about it.

What about "The Cold Prince and the Pretty Girl", "The Cold Scholar and the Pretty Widow", "Two or Three Things I Have to Say to the Taoist Priest"...

There are many such storybooks.

What Xia Chan was holding in his hand at this moment was the book "The Cold Scholar and the Pretty Widow".

She had originally thought that she would just read through the books to kill time while riding in the carriage, but she did not expect that these books would contain illustrations in addition to the text...

Xia Chan had just finished reading the first three pages and turned to the fourth page, where he saw vivid illustrations.

The illustrations are very lifelike.

It's a bit like a comic strip, with multiple frames.

The painting describes in great detail how the aloof scholar and the pretty widow lived together.

The painting was so straightforward and bold that even someone like Xia Chan, who had been impacted by modern ideas, was greatly shocked.

Good guy, really good guy,

When the storybooks are published at this time, are there no supervisors to review the content?

Her cheeks blushed slightly as she closed the notebook and threw it into a corner.

It’s better not to read such a boring book.

Xia Chan picked up another book and opened it.

The results were even more shocking.

The previous book "The Cold Scholar" is okay. At least the first few pages provide text introducing the background of the story, giving people a general understanding of the book.

The book in her hand now had bold and straightforward illustrations at the beginning, which made her take only a glance and then quickly close it.

"What's wrong, Chanchan?"

Xie Lin's attention was originally on the document in his hand, but he was attracted by Xia Chan's action of throwing away the script in his hand repeatedly.

He lowered his eyes and saw the illustration in the storybook that Xia Chan had not had time to close.

His brows quickly furrowed.

These are storybooks, and he asked Xie Jiu to buy them for him.

How does Xie Jiu do his job?

What did you buy?

Xie Lin frowned and his face looked gloomy.

"Thank you Jiu..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the carriage that was moving forward suddenly stopped.

Xie Lin immediately protected his wife in his arms and his son who was sleeping on the bed.

"what happened?"

There was already some ice in his voice.

In front of Xia Chan, Xie Lin is a super dad and a man with a very good temper.

But in front of his subordinates, Xie Lin still has a very bad temper.

Serious, cold and unapproachable are the characteristics of Xie Lin.

Xie Jiu reined in his horse and turned around to answer, "Master, someone is blocking our way."

Soon, he spoke again.

"It's the King of Southern Xinjiang."

Xie Lin was in the carriage and also heard the orderly footsteps of the soldiers. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xie Jiu had already explained the identity of the visitor.

Xie Lin sneered and pulled the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms.

"Chanchan...you and your son rest inside. I'm going to go meet the King of Southern Xinjiang, Wei Jin."

"Need not."

Xia Chan held his hand and stood up with his help. "I'll go see him."

"Cicada..."

Xie Lin didn't like Xia Chan going to see Wei Jin.

It was not for any other reason, but because she pretended to become Wei Jin's concubine in order to seek revenge.

Even if he knew that nothing would happen between his Chan Chan and Wei Jin, he would not like the weak and frail King of Southern Xinjiang.

But he was still not happy that Wei Jin came to see her.

Xia Chan naturally noticed that Xie Lin was unhappy.

She reached out and pinched his face. "Okay, don't be upset. He came to see me. We have worked together for so long. Since he is leaving, let's say goodbye normally."

"It doesn't matter."

After her persuasion, Xie Lin agreed.

However, instead of letting Xia Chan get out of the carriage alone, he held her hand and they both got out of the carriage together.

Wei Jin came out of the city with his guards.

Dozens of people stood not far in front of the carriage, blocking their way.

Wei Jin was wearing the court robes of the King of Southern Xinjiang, and it was obvious that he had hurried here while still working.

He rode on his horse and watched the movements on the carriage side.

The servant on the side asked whether he should go forward to report. Before Wei Jin could say anything, he saw the carriage door being opened by Xie Jiu from the outside.

A tall man came out of the carriage first, bending over.

Soon after, a figure wearing a fiery red cloak walked out.

Her hand was resting on his palm.

Even after coming out and standing outside, there was no sign of letting go.

Wei Jin's eyes fell on his folded hands, and he felt a stinging pain in front of his eyes. He looked up at Xia Chan again and found that she looked much better than when she was in the palace.

It can be seen that she left the cage of the Southern Xinjiang Palace and lived a very comfortable life.

Wei Jin, who had gathered thousands of words to say to Xia Chan, was speechless at this moment.

His lips moved for a long while before he managed to utter, "Long time no see, Chan'er, how are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Lin's gaze fell on him.

There was obvious displeasure in his eyes.

But he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xia Chan's lips curled up, revealing a faint smile.

"King Wei, long time no see. I don't think you have any sequelae, right?"

Her voice was calm, not enthusiastic or excited.

Not even a hint of shyness.

Originally Wei Jin was still thinking that maybe he could still compete with Xie Lin, but when he really came in front of them and saw the couple, Wei Jin realized that he could not compete with Xie Lin at all.

It's very difficult for outsiders to get in between the two of them.

Another point is that Xia Chan is too cold and aloof. Her attitude shows that even if Xie Lin was not around, she would not like Wei Jin.

For Wei Jin, this is really a very sad fact.

"Cicada..."