Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 169 is back again
Murong Fengyuan also silently closed his mouth, and when he was racking his brains to figure out what to say, the girl finally couldn't see it and stood up from the stone steps: "Forget it, my side is almost over, wait a moment I will."

As he said that, before the man could react, he jumped up and landed lightly in the center of the field, clapping his hands: "Okay, today's training is here, you can stop."

The little girls who were training here were all about five or six years old. They cheered when they heard her voice, and then trotted around her——

"Sister Yue, sister Yue, did I perform well today? Please praise me."

"My performance is the best. Sister Yue, you said yesterday that my basic skills are the most solid. Sister Yue, do you think so?"

Jun Chuyue smiled and watched a group of little girls chattering about asking for credit, raised her hand and rubbed the little head of the nearest one: "Well, you all performed very well, but you can't be proud, learning martial arts is not a one-day job, it takes a lot of time to learn martial arts." Guard against arrogance and impetuosity, have you heard?"

"I heard! Sister Yue, don't worry, we will all become as powerful as Sister Yue in the future."

"That's right, I will also become the saint of the temple in the future, praying for the country and the people."

……

Murong Fengyuan silently walked behind Jun Chuyue.

The little girls had already gone back to the dormitory under her urging. Jun Chuyue watched their backs and said calmly, "It looks like me back then, doesn't it?"

Murong Fengyuan: "..."

He really wanted to say "You are unique, they are far worse than you", but he was afraid of spoiling the scenery by saying it, so he held back his silence and quietly listened to the girl's gurgling voice in his ears and continued— —

"They are all orphans without father and mother. If they cannot enter the sacrificial hall, what awaits them in the future will be nothing more than the result of being slaves or handmaids, or even falling into prostitution. They know this, so they are working hard. I don’t want to be the one who gets eliminated.”

"However, they don't know that after officially entering the sacrificial hall, what awaits them is still a dark life. They are born as sacrificial hall people, die as sacrificial hall ghosts, and die in the sacrificial hall for the rest of their lives. Only saintesses can choose to marry. Opportunity."

When Jun Chuyue said this, she turned her head and looked at Murong Fengyuan seriously: "You know, I have already resigned from the position of saintess of the sacrificial hall, and there is no chance of turning back."

"I'm going to tell Master, please accommodate her." The man said without thinking.

After a pause, he suddenly lowered his eyes and stared at her: "As long as you wish, I, Murong Fengyuan, will pay any price to get you out of that place."

Jun Chuyue was stunned for a moment.

After a while, I shook my head and smiled: "No... just now I was just a little emotional, you still think I didn't say anything, it will be dark soon, you said you would invite me to enjoy the moon, do you mean it?"

"Natural counting."

Murong Fengyuan's expression brightened, and he stretched out his hand to pull her, but when he saw that the girl's hands were folded in his sleeves, he didn't show any intention of stretching out. Yi Zhan: "Then, Miss Jun, please."

Jun Chuyue insisted on not sharing a ride with him, so Murong Fengyuan fulfilled her wish and walked beside her step by step.

Compared with the small town of Qingzhou, the night in the imperial city is much more lively.

Not only the shops lined up on both sides are still full of customers, but also the small stalls in the roadside night market are set up one after another, the lights are lit, and the candles are flickering and lined up, reflecting the stars on the sky.

Jun Chuyue stopped in front of a hawker selling candied haws.

The peddler should have been out of the stall during the day. At this time, the candied haws on the sticks have been sold out. Jun Chuyue looked at it, pointed to one of them, and was about to say that I want this, when a big hand next to it The ingot of silver was handed over.

"I want all of this."

Jun Chuyue: "..."

This ingot of silver can buy a hundred of these sticks, right? !

She silently watched the man ignore the peddler's eyes as if looking at a fool, and calmly picked up the stick with three or four candied haws left, and pulled out one of them and handed it to her.

She suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Murong Fengyuan was by her side like this at that time, when she saw something she liked, he went up to pay without saying a word, and then handed the things to her while paying with a tolerant smile.

So, that gentle and beautiful little boy who was accommodating to her in every possible way is finally back now...

"Why don't you eat?"

The voice brought her back to her thoughts, Jun Chuyue woke up suddenly, lowered her head hastily to force back the moisture in her eyes, biting a candied haws, the sweet and sour taste spread in her mouth——

Perhaps, he has already returned.

It's just that she didn't know it because of a mistake.

In the middle of the night, Jun Chuyue was sitting on the threshold of her own hut in the sacrificial hall, holding her knees with her hands, raising her eyes to see the bright moon appearing and disappearing in the clouds, thinking so, the corners of her lips parted unconsciously. radians.

Probably, this is the feeling of suffering.

……

Just when Jun Chuyue was thinking this way, the Shangshu Mansion seemed to have exploded.

It was clearly the middle of the night, but a corner of the mansion was brightly lit.

Ye Yanyan smashed all the things in the house that could be smashed, including the royal red coral gifted to her by Ye Shangshu on her 15th birthday. At this moment, her bedroom is in a mess, and the four maids even lowered their heads. Trembling, peeping at you, looking at me, and looking at you, no one wants to be that early bird——

Her last maid was beaten to death with a stick just a few days ago because she accidentally touched her while picking up teacup fragments.

"I'm so pissed off. Didn't it mean that Murong Fengyuan committed a felony murder? Why did he let him out so soon! Who the hell snatched the emperor in front of my father? Damn, wouldn't this not make him suffer from me? Is the Shangshu Mansion favoring you?"

Ye Yanyan was exhausted from venting, she was sitting at the table panting, her brows were tightened again after a while, and her back molars were also clenched: "There is also that Jun Chuyue, hateful, I warned her to leave Murong Feng Yuanyuan, she dared to ignore the words of my dignified Shangshuqianjin, and went to the night market with Murong Fengyuan today, it is really hateful...Why don't you talk?"

The sudden question made the four maids startled, and before they could say another question, the next question came one after another.

"Do you feel that what I said is wrong?" Ye Yanyan slapped the table and stood up, pointing at their noses and shouting, "Okay, you guys, eat the inside out one by one, then Jun Chuyue did you some good , let you dare not listen to me?"

"Miss, the servants are not there!"

This is really an unwarranted charge, and the four maidservants hurriedly knelt down regardless of the shards of broken porcelain all over the floor: "Miss, the servants are loyal to you and have absolutely no intention of betraying you."

"it is good--"

(End of this chapter)