*雨水 The "Rain Water", the second of the twenty-four solar terms, around February 18th, 19th, or 20th

Wang Guo hurriedly passed by, taking a glimpse of the handsome and bloodless profile of the prestigious Marquis of Order, and secretly sighed inside. He pitied him — but it was nothing more than that. Wang Guo was a smart man; he understood full well who had bestowed upon him his current position of being 'under one person, but above thousands'. He also understood what it was that he should do.

Just like that, the capital's night became heavier and heavier.

Waiting until after Li Feng fell asleep, Zhu Little Feet gathered his courage, opened an umbrella, and shakily came to see Gu Yun.

Gu Yun was about to be buried in the snow. Zhu Little Feet scolded the servants waiting in the hallway: "Useless servants, under such heavy snow, you still don't know where to find an umbrella for the Marquis! Are your eyes just used for decoration?"

In the eyes of the young servants, Zhu Little Feet, who was mocked by thousands of people, was already a top official, so they suddenly became scared to death, trembling greatly.

Gu Yun blinked the snow forming on his eyelashes away, casually saying: "Eunuch, don't scare the children. His Majesty told me to come out here to cool down, how am I supposed to do so with an umbrella."

Zhu Little Feet hurriedly ran in front of Gu Yun, intending to help sweep away the snow on his body. Unexpectedly, he let out a startling sound as he reached out his hand — the cold black iron on Gu Yun's shoulders almost peeled off a layer of skin from his soft and plump hand. The old eunuch trembled while complaining:

"My Marquis, why must you quarrel with His Majesty? Kneeling here all night long, it would be a miracle if your legs do not get hurt. In the end, it would only mean to subject yourself to suffering, what must you do this for?"

Gu Yun smiled: "It's nothing, us people practicing martial arts have thick skin and sturdy flesh — I was a little hot-headed back then, I have said too much, troubling the eunuch for your concern in my stead."

Zhu Little Feet thought about it, then lowered his voice: "How about I send someone to call for Yan Bei Wang, let him enter the palace tomorrow morning, and say a few words to His Majesty?"

Gu Yun shook his head again: "Don't involve him, I'm alright."

Zhu Little Feet pondered it for a moment, but there was nothing that could be done in the end. He was also afraid that Emperor Long An would have orders when he woke up. Not daring to leave the Emperor's side for too long, he left the umbrella on the ground for Gu Yun.

"Eunuch Zhu," Gu Yun suddenly stopped him, whispered: "Thank you, but you should take back this umbrella."

Zhu Little Feet was taken aback.