Xiao Jinyan put down the brush in his hand and looked up at Shen Chuwei, and there she was, wearing the fox fur coat he had given her. The snow-white fox fur made her delicate, fair little face appear even more charming and lovable.
The fox fur was very long, perfect for wrapping her petite body and shielding it from the biting cold wind.
"Come here," he said.
Inside, it was warm. Shen Chuwei removed her fox fur coat and placed it on a chair nearby.
Then, she obediently walked to Xiao Jinyan's side and happened to see the characters he had just written. She didn't understand calligraphy, but she could tell that Xiao Jinyan's writing was very beautiful, just like him—cold and proud.
"Your Highness, your writing is truly beautiful."
Xiao Jinyan glanced down at his own writing and then raised his eyes to Shen Chuwei. There was a smile on her lips that sounded nothing like flattery.
He reached for a brush and handed it to her, "You write a few characters for this palace to see."
