Seeing how uncomfortable Chu Youning looked, Qing Qianxue stared at her for a long while without a word.
Only when she heard him chuckle did Chu Youning look up at him again. "What are you laughing at?"
"At... someone getting shy?"
Qing Qianxue teased her.
Chu Youning shot him a glare without hesitation, stamped her foot, and went into the room, shutting Qing Qianxue outside.
After lighting the lamp, she added some fine silver charcoal to the brazier.
Then she heard Qing Qianxue calling from the doorway, complaining of the cold.
"Ningning, I'm a little cold. I'm starting to shiver all over."
"You have internal energy. Only a ghost would believe you were cold."
Chu Youning retorted without hesitation.
Over the next few dozen seconds.
There was no sound outside.
She got up again and went over to open the door.
Seeing Qing Qianxue hugging his arms and shivering, she finally softened. "Come in!"
"Thank you for your mercy, Your Highness."
Qing Qianxue's tone remained composed, but he immediately lowered his arms, and the way he walked inside hardly suggested he had been freezing.
When Chu Youning realized Qing Qianxue had indeed been pretending to be cold, she had meant to leave him hanging a little longer, but something occurred to her, and she spoke instead. "Oh, right, where's your sister? Did you bring her?"
"She..."
At the mention of this, Qing Qianxue gave a helpless smile.
"She isn't coming with me."
"Aren't you worried about her safety?"
A hint of disappointment appeared in Chu Youning's eyes; she had wanted to have some fun with her future sister-in-law.
Qing Qianxue could only begin explaining the whole story to her in detail:
"After she met Miss Su and learned about her plans, she became utterly obsessed with power and strategy. Now...