noffsinger Chapter 118 The princess was always thinking about serious matters.
Chapter 118 The princess was always thinking about serious matters.
Zhongli Yuelu bowed and thanked her. Although the proprietress was strange, she should not be with that tiger monster.
He turned to look at Su Fengjun again; Miao Qing should have arrived by now.
We originally planned to come together, but in the end he said he would come later. I don't know what he's up to.
Just as I was thinking this, Miao Qing came in from outside, dressed in all white.
Wearing a veiled hat, she was quite conspicuous in the dim light.
He still talks incoherently, and if it's a woman, he'll go up and flirt with her.
He first walked up to her, then bypassed her and chatted with the flirtatious proprietress for a while.
"Oh my, I thought it was just the young couple traveling together, and you're her brother," the proprietress said, looking at Zhongli Yueluo.
"No, I am her..."
Zhongli Yueluo immediately stomped on his foot: "Big brother, why are you so late!"
He immediately gave an awkward laugh and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Then, she followed Zhongli Yueluo to their table.
Zhongli Yueluo remained seated beside Su Fengjun, asking Miaoqing in a low voice.
"Why did you arrive later than us? I thought you would arrive earlier."
"This is, after all, the territory of the Changgui. I just went to investigate."
Zhongli Yueluo looked at him in disbelief, "Do you even know what the Changgui looks like? Didn't you say you were arranging for her to meet with you?"
"I know, we should at least see each other once a year."
“We almost always met at night, and she was extremely beautiful,” he replied seriously.
At this moment, the dark-skinned girl who had been chased back to the kitchen by the proprietress came out again.
Holding two small plates of side dishes, she timidly placed them on their table, occasionally glancing up to meet their eyes.
Miao Qing didn't care, and neither did Zhongli Yueluo.
However, they dared not eat any of the food at the inn.
They just sat there, waiting for the other guests to finish their meals and leave or go into their rooms.
They waited until most of the people in the lobby had left before getting up and entering the room they had booked.
Miao Qing followed behind them, and Zhongli Yuelu tilted her head: "Big brother, I only booked one room. If you want to stay, you can book another one yourself."
Hey! My little sister! You!
He was immediately locked out of the room and met with a cold shoulder. Then he looked downstairs and made eye contact with the landlady.
"Boss lady, could you please open another room?"
Zhongli Yueluo entered the room and looked out the window.
The street downstairs was too harmonious, as if it were deliberately put on a show for them.
Which vendor selling rattles has a curved knife tucked into his waistband? He's definitely luring you into a trap.
“Feng Jun, let’s go and investigate the ginkgo tree that the landlady mentioned tonight.” She said very seriously.
He didn't even notice Su Fengjun's expression; he was raising his hand to tidy up the stray hairs at the back of her head.
She turned her head, and his hand just happened to touch her forehead.
He didn't immediately pull his hand back as before, but lingered for a while, yet he couldn't feel the warmth of his fingers.
Then, she gently lowered her hand, her face showing some anxiety as she pursed her lips, and said, "Your Highness has had a hard time."
His tone was so unfamiliar; she felt a chill. Had she hurt his pride by insisting on coming along?
Or perhaps he simply doesn't like being told what to do; after all, he's a man.
Zhongli Yueluo rubbed her fingers together and gently tugged at his sleeve.
Sensing Zhongli Yueluo's subtle actions, Su Fengjun's expression softened slightly.
He said in a low voice, "I just don't want the princess to go on an adventure with me."
"You are my son-in-law, so of course I should stay by your side." She pulled him to sit down.
A warm feeling washed over him; the princess was worried about him, and he was happy.
But what if... what if something bad happens?
Just as he was about to speak, Zhongli Yuelu frowned slightly and placed a finger between his lips: "Shh!"
The two looked toward the door and saw a figure standing there; judging from the figure, it was a woman.
The woman didn't seem interested in listening to them.
Instead, he naturally raised his hand and knocked on the door: "The landlady asked me to bring over some toiletries."
"Thank you, you can leave it at the door," Zhongli Yueluo said politely.
The woman at the door put down the tray and left without the slightest hesitation.
However, Miaoqing's door next door was open, and she glanced at it meaningfully.
Only after the woman left did Su Fengjun remove Zhongli Yueluo's hand from her lips.
Her complexion remained unchanged, except for a blush on the tips of her ears.
He was still not used to having such intimate physical contact with her.
She didn't notice his change in mood. Zhongli Yueluo looked at the bed and walked to its side.
"Let's rest for a while and talk about it tonight."
Su Fengjun became even more embarrassed, as there was only one bed.
Are they going to lie in the same bed?
Zhongli Yueluo forgot that Su Fengjun was a serious and old-fashioned man.
He sat on the edge of the bed and patted the empty seat next to her: "Wasn't it me who was supposed to be with you for the wedding ceremony?"
He paused, then said in a low, hoarse voice, "Yes."
Zhongli Yueluo winked at him and beckoned him with her hand.
Su Fengjun was reluctant to stay by the window, but her body moved involuntarily to stand up and sit down next to her.
He swallowed hard. Zhongli Yueluo moved closer to his ear, and he instinctively flinched away.
"I feel something's off about this inn. Let's pretend to rest and see if anything happens?"
Su Fengjun nodded mechanically, but at that moment, he had many thoughts on his mind.
It turns out that the princess had always been thinking about important matters.
She leaned back, slowly opening her hands. She was truly exhausted. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, letting out a sigh of relief.
Su Fengjun simply turned his head to look at her, never having seen her sleeping face so clearly before.
She has long eyelashes, arched eyebrows, and a face as pink as a peach even without makeup, with lips like dewy cherries.
She was beautiful, and he simply leaned against the window frame, not wanting to disturb her moment of peace.
While closing my eyes and pretending to sleep, I kept a close eye on whether there was anything unusual at the door or outside the window.
I don't know how much time passed, but I still didn't hear any sound.
It wasn't until the afternoon that there was a knock on the door, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
How could he have fallen asleep in such a dangerous environment? Seeing that Zhongli Yueluo was still sleeping peacefully beside him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who!" he asked coldly.
“It’s me, Miaoqing,” the person outside answered in a low voice.
Zhongli Yueluo also woke up: "Go in."
Then I looked at the sky outside; it was already getting dark, and it was about time.
Miao Qing entered the room, closed the door, and added an extra layer of protection.
"Is there any new news?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.
"I sensed the presence of the ghost in this inn, but I didn't see her in person."
"Boss lady, does it look like her?"
Miao Qing shook his head. In his memory, Chang Gui was an extremely beautiful and gorgeous woman, whose looks were no less than his.