Chapter 52

As the New Year was fast approaching, Chu Qingmeng nestled on the soft couch, reading a vernacular novel. There were still seven or eight brazier fires burning in the room, yet even so, Chu Qingmeng kept a heavy cloak draped over her knees, acting too lazy to move. Chunhe teased, "My lady is getting more and more idle by the day. Last winter she would still occasionally take a stroll, but now that the New Year is almost here, my lady simply hasn't stepped outside at all." "I don't want to move. I can't leave my little bed; I wish I could be welded to my little bed," Chu Qingmeng tossed the book aside, flopping onto the soft couch to playfully banter with Chunhe. "It is freezing outside. Unless necessary, it is better not to go out; your constitution cannot handle it." Mo Liuyuan pushed the door open and hastily shut it behind him, afraid of letting the chill draft into the room. After warming himself by the brazier for a long while, he walked over and sat down on the soft couch. Chunhe smiled brightly as she withdrew and pulled the door closed, leaving only the two of them in the room.