"Hey, hey, hey, why are you leaving?"
Ling Shan watched helplessly as Jun Wuzhou just carried Yu Shiwei away.
Was he in such a hurry?
She hadn't even had the chance to have a good chat with Yu Shiwei. Even if they were leaving, couldn't they even say goodbye?
Jun Wuyuan, however, quietly smiled. Without a trace, he approached, wrapped his arms around her, and whispered:
"Don't be angry, Shan Shan. That Jun Wuzhou is just such a jerk. Considering he's finally with the one he loves after all these years, just forgive him this once."
As he said this, he quietly kissed the tip of Ling Shan's ear without a trace, picked her up, and walked away in another direction.
"I'm still here with you, Shan Shan. Don't be unhappy."
"Okay."
"Yu Shiwei will also be staying in Liangzhou for a few days. If you're free, you can go and talk to her."
"Really?"
Ling Shan wrapped her arms around Jun Wuyuan's neck, her tone full of doubt.
Jun Wuyuan lied without batting an eyelid, trying to coax her: "Of course it's true. As long as our Shan Shan is happy, anything is okay."
If Yu Shiwei wasn't busy.
Jun Wuyuan lowered his head and kissed the corner of Ling Shan's lips, hiding the fleeting glint in his eyes.
"A Yuan, you're so good."
Although Ling Shan had lost the golden finger of mind - reading and still had some doubts in her heart, she still showed enough emotional support on her face.
"Then can Shan Shan forgive me for my naughtiness in the carriage?"
Ling Shan: "..."
Jun Wuyuan's eyes were smiling. He couldn't help but kiss the tip of Ling Shan's ear again and lowered his voice:
"Can you, Shan Shan?"
Ling Shan: "Yes."
Hadn't she forgiven him long ago?
What new scheme was Jun Wuyuan up to in his mind?
"Shan Shan is so good."
Jun Wuyuan's voice was hoarse and deep. He gently bit the fair and tender tip of her ear, rubbed it with his teeth for a while, and then leaned over to whisper something.
Only the wind, the clouds, the stars, and the moon knew, and only the two of them knew.
Jun Wuyuan looked at Ling Shan in his arms, whose cheeks were gradually tinged with a blush even in the moonlight, and his eyes gradually darkened.
Beast!
When Ling Shan was carried into the room, these two words popped up in her mind.
Facts proved that she hadn't wronged Jun Wuyuan at all!
For the whole night, the pillow under Ling Shan was wet and then dry, dry and then wet again. She had a really tough time.
When it finally stopped, there was a faint glimmer of dawn in the sky. Ling Shan's consciousness was already blurred. The corners of her eyes were red, her nose was twitching, and her eyebrows were tightly furrowed. She looked extremely aggrieved and pitiful.
Jun Wuyuan looked at Ling Shan, who subconsciously burrowed into his arms, and felt his heart soften completely. His eyes were full of love.
Just stay by his side happily and freely like this.
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The next day.
The two who both slept until late in the morning awkwardly met in Songyuan Garden.
Their weak and wobbly legs, sore backs, unusually rosy and glowing faces, and the indescribable red marks...
Ling Shan and Yu Shiwei stood under the pavilion and awkwardly glanced at each other, then silently forced a smile.
Actually, in their hearts, they had already cursed those two heartless guys.
Yu Shiwei looked cold and extremely calm, but in fact, she was as shy as paper.
As they walked, Yu Shiwei didn't even dare to look at Ling Shan, for fear of starting some embarrassing conversation.
Ling Shan was different.
Last night, a fire of gossip had been ignited in her heart. Although the battle last night was fierce and she was physically and mentally exhausted this morning, the heart of gossiping could not be stopped at all!
"Shi Wei..."
"Shan Shan, is your throat uncomfortable?"
Huh?
As soon as Ling Shan opened her mouth, her hoarse voice, like a broken gong, stopped awkwardly.
"It's a little uncomfortable. Did you also not sleep well last night, Shi Wei?"
Yu Shiwei's throat was no better. Her voice, which was usually as clear as a mountain stream, was now blocked like by gravel.
Hearing this, a blush appeared on her face. She gently coughed and forced a dry laugh:
"Yes. The temperature difference between day and night in Liangzhou is large. It unexpectedly got colder last night. I wasn't used to it for a while. Hehe..."
Ling Shan also laughed: "You're right, Shi Wei. Don't worry. I'll tell the servants later to add an extra quilt. You won't feel cold tonight."
Yu Shiwei nodded, and the ice in her eyes melted. There was a faint hint of charm in her eyes.
Ling Shan's eyes were smiling. She deftly changed the topic.
In the flower hall not far away, the atmosphere was not as harmonious as between the two women.
The two men, who looked a bit alike but had completely different personalities, were sitting facing each other tensely, throwing barbs at each other.
One word after another, they recalled how they had framed each other when they were kids climbing trees to rob bird nests, and the friendship they had forged bit by bit later.
They said whatever came to mind, stabbing at each other's weakest points.
Before Ling Shan and Yu Shiwei arrived, they had already argued until they were red - faced and their eyes were ablaze.
If they hadn't been thinking about having breakfast with their wives later, they would have rolled up their sleeves and had a fight.
The two bickering men perked up their ears when they heard the familiar footsteps. They immediately shut their mouths in unison.
They sat up straight, tidied their robes, gave each other a warning look, and seriously started talking about the border defense.
So, when Ling Shan and Yu Shiwei arrived, Jun Wuyuan and the other man looked very harmonious.
"Shan Shan!"
"Wei Wei."
The two men, who only had eyes for their own wives, stood up at the same time and walked over.
But when they found that the other was doing the same thing, they looked back and glared at each other in great unison.
Ling Shan: "..."
Yu Shiwei: "..."
The two women also silently glanced at each other, and the same thought popped up in their minds:
Childish!
Who would have thought that the great emperor of the Yan Dynasty and the King of Ding would be so... hard to evaluate?
"A Yuan, what were you and the King of Ding talking about? You seem so happy."
After everyone was seated, Ling Shan looked at Jun Wuyuan seriously and asked a question she hardly believed herself.
Happy?
Jun Wuyuan took the opportunity to quietly glare at Jun Wuzhou.
When he looked at Ling Shan, his expression changed.
His eyes were gentle: "We were talking about some matters regarding the border defense. Did you sleep well, Shan Shan? Should I ask someone to serve breakfast?"
Snort.
Jun Wuzhou sneered. His face remained calm, but he quietly held Yu Shiwei's hand.
Border defense?
Who had the time to talk about this with you?
You don't even bother to make up a decent lie. Unlike him, he never hid anything from Yu Shiwei!
Ling Shan and Yu Shiwei glanced at each other again, and a hint of helpless smile appeared in their eyes.
Snap.
Yu Shiwei gently slapped Jun Wuzhou's restless hand and gave him a sidelong glance.