coobybook Chapter 468 Why Did You Contact Me First?
Chapter 468 Why Did You Contact Me First?
Her eyes lit up, she steadied herself, grabbed his sleeve, and her heart pounded.
The two of them caught river shrimp, picked wild fruits, gathered flowers, planted vegetables, and raised chickens and ducks.
Zhongli Yueluo had never seen Su Fengjun smile like that before; it was genuine, natural, and pure.
It was as if his former smiles were now veiled in a mysterious mist, obscuring most of his emotions.
Perhaps only by returning to these mountains and fields can he become his true self.
But her promise to him should have been fulfilled.
As for the rest, she didn't know how to bring it up.
Su Fengjun is an emotionally sensitive person.
He could sense what Zhongli Yueluo was thinking as soon as she frowned slightly.
She sat on the stool, tapping the table lightly with her hands in a very rhythmic manner.
Su Fengjun gently put his arm around her shoulder from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and the two leaned against each other.
"I know what my wife is thinking. Feng Jun is not a greedy person. Let's just get through tonight, shall we?"
"it is good."
It has been a month since the last time spring blossomed overnight.
Zhongli Yueluo practically clung to Su Fengjun every day, except for those few important days when she couldn't.
On other days, Su Fengjun couldn't escape it no matter what.
Why are you being so proactive today?
Zhongli Yueluo lifted her chin, her eyes narrowed.
"Because I know the princess will leave after tonight."
He took her hand and kissed her fingertips, inch by inch.
He became much more skilled and controlled the pressure much better, and Zhongli Yueluo's eyes soon became glazed over.
Clutching Su Fengjun's back, she mumbled incoherently, "Husband... no..."
"No, not here... um."
Su Fengjun knew she wasn't in pain, so he worked even harder.
"Well……"
Something is broken.
The next morning, Su Fengjun did what he always did: style her hair, draw her eyebrows, and apply lipstick to her lips.
He had just changed into a different set of clothes, clothes he didn't usually wear, just not often here.
They should also be returning to Nanmo Mountain.
"I think I won't escort the princess to East Demon Mountain. I have some things to take care of at South Demon Mountain. How about I wait for you there?"
"Quickly dump all those burdens on Nianhui. Sigh, do you think we'll let our child participate in these things?"
"Princess... I'll do whatever you say." A blush of happiness spread across his face.
His hand accidentally touched Zhongli Yueluo's lower abdomen, although she wasn't pregnant yet.
He tried his best to restrain himself and not let himself have those feelings, but when he heard her say that, he felt a little hopeful again.
"Feng Jun, be a good boy and wait for me at Nanmo Mountain."
Zhongli Yueluo stood up, her fingers twirling her hair, and lazily glanced back.
Without concealing the red marks left on her neck from the previous night, she gently kissed Su Fengjun's lips before leaving.
The two did not travel together; Su Fengjun deliberately walked behind, creating a barrier for the island.
He didn't dare to travel with Zhongli Yueluo, fearing that he would be unable to resist following her when he saw her off onto the ship.
Or perhaps we should stop her from going, but that would be too unfair to them.
It took Zhongli Yueluo a great deal of determination to separate from Su Fengjun.
She almost succumbed to the desolation of the mountains and fields, day after day, oblivious to the passage of time.
I don’t know when Su Fengjun prepared another ship in this small port and thoughtfully arranged a few ghost guards for her.
Are you worried that she'll become unable to take care of herself after being pampered all this time?
Her actions made her even more reluctant to part with him. She waited at the port for a long time, but Su Fengjun did not appear.
The pomegranate tree in the yard, which was full of blossoms, was blown away by the wind, and all the flowers fell.
Yan Ruoyu went back and spent her days dealing with important matters.
In order to take revenge, Yan Jinyi piled all the official documents in his palace.
He worked almost from morning till night, and still hadn't finished.
"Qianqiu Changhuan has returned, but he has not dared to go to see Qianqiu Chang'an. He is waiting outside the palace now."
Yin Yi carried another pile of documents, so his face was completely obscured. After putting them down, he reported back to Yan Ruoyu.
"That's a family matter for the Chiaki family. What's the use of reporting it to me?"
"This cousin of mine is really something, he has to submit his request to me for even the smallest thing like finding a Tom, Dick, or Harry?"
Yan Ruoyu only made such childish complaints in front of Yin Yi.
"But now, Qianqiu Changhuan is already waiting outside, probably hoping you can act as a matchmaker."
Yin Yi piled the folded documents aside, and he helped to correct the less important ones, so he also had dark circles under his eyes and felt dizzy.
“After all, he can’t go back now because of that face. I need to find a suitable time to tell Mu Jun.”
Setting aside a memorial marked with red annotations, Yin Yi scratched his head, then prepared to speak again.
"By the way, Changyu Muling captured Changyu Xuanyuan and locked him up at the Changyu family home. Should we pay close attention to their affairs?"
“Since the Earth Lord can handle it, we don’t need to get involved. Don’t send these memorials to me; send them to my cousin instead.”
He was getting impatient with the corrections; this wasn't his job at all, and he had no intention of returning to inherit the position of Young Master of Dongmo Mountain!
"I heard that Jin Jun went to Tangjinchi and I don't know when he will be back. He said that he was too tired from handling political affairs and wanted to take a medicinal bath to relax."
Yin shook his head and rubbed his temples, feeling like his head was three times heavier than usual.
Yan Ruoyu looked up at Yin Yi and asked about Zhongli Yueluo.
But they couldn't bring themselves to admit it, since they were both in a tacit understanding.
Yin Yi had followed Yan Ruoyu for so many years, so of course he knew what Yan Ruoyu wanted to ask.
But he hasn't heard from Zhongli Yueluo recently, and even He Yuhuan is trying to send him messages.
He hesitated, took a deep breath, sighed, turned his neck, stood up, and prepared to go outside to relax.
The chessboard on the stone table was covered in dust, and no one had come to break the game.
The vines tied to the tree had all withered, and no one had returned to cast a spell on them.
Looking at that wall again, he would never again see that figure standing on the wall, running into his yard under the moonlight.
The neighbor's courtyard was spotless, and people were sent to clean it every day, but in the end, the person who was supposed to stay there never returned.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I felt, unable to express it.
At the city gate under Mu Jun's jurisdiction, Qianqiu Chang'an was still very busy, with endless trivial matters to deal with every day.
He was also waiting, waiting for the girl he had made a promise with to return.
Suddenly, a servant rushed in to report.
"Mr. Mu, a young lady has arrived outside and is calling you by your name! She wants you to go out and greet her."
After he became Mu Jun, few people called him by his name; only a handful of people addressed him by his given name.
It's a girl... Is she back?
Excitedly, I stood up, wanting to go outside, but suddenly felt that my outfit was particularly inappropriate, so I stood in front of the mirror and spun around.
"Do you think my outfit is appropriate today?"
Somewhat eager to try, yet also somewhat timid, the person next to him raised an eyebrow, having never seen Mu Jun so at a loss.