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

Chapter 300 May Only You For The Rest Of My Life
Instead, he chose to skip it and continued: "Later, although I tried my best to compensate you, I was still no match for all kinds of accidents, even the layout of caring people... Instead of making you safe and happy, I still let you once again." This time I was hurt, just like this time, I clearly promised to give you a big wedding, and let you re-enter the General’s Mansion in a glorious manner, but in the end, you got hurt..."

When Murong Fengyuan said this, his voice gradually became quieter, full of faint confusion: "I wonder if my heart is not sincere enough, which is why there are so many ups and downs, then I will be more sincere. In addition to you, there is also the safety and security of the country and the people in my life, so from now on, there will only be you, Xiaoyue'er, and from now on, I will only have you here, you are the only one here!"

"..."

Jun Chuyue saw that he hurriedly grabbed her hand and pressed it on his heart, staring at her sincerely, her mind was in a trance for a few moments, she recovered and said softly: "I know, if I didn't believe you, I would have I will give up, I know you are a trustworthy person, what happened this time... is not your fault, you were framed by someone..."

She took a deep breath: "Murong Fengyuan, we still have a future, right?"

The four eyes met, the woman's clear gaze seemed to be able to see into the man's heart, Murong Fengyuan was slightly lost, he heard his own voice: "Yes, you are my future, and the rest of my life has nothing to do with it, I just want to be with you." with you."

Jun Chuyue smiled when she heard it: "I am the same."

Following the voice, the wind blew in through the window lattice, as if slowly blowing through the anxious heart, making the man calm down uncontrollably. The phoenix eyes were still deeply locked on the woman's face, but the slightly stiff body began to gradually relax, grasping tightly. The big palm holding her hand also slowly loosened.

Jun Chuyue got up: "It's getting late, I'll go to the kitchen and buy some fresh vegetables by the way, you haven't had your lunch yet, have you? Wait for me for a while."

As soon as he moved his foot, his wrist was unexpectedly grabbed again.

She turned around and asked him what he was going to do with her eyes, but she saw that Murong Fengyuan seemed a little embarrassed to speak, faltering about him, but her hands were firmly grasped, leaving no room for her to break free.

"..."

After asking a few times repeatedly, she thought about it, and asked tentatively, "You, could it be that you didn't let me see what you did in the kitchen?"

"No."

"Then why didn't you just tell me why you didn't let me go out?"

"..."

Seeing the man fall into silence again, Jun Chuyue's face darkened: "Let go."

Do not let go.

Murong Fengyuan didn't speak, but his hands tightened even more tightly, as if he was afraid that she would break free.

Jun Chuyue raised her eyebrows, and her voice became a little colder: "Let go!"

The corners of Murong Fengyuan's eyes twitched indistinctly, still clenched her wrist stubbornly, sighing in his heart, thinking that his little wife seemed to have lost some weight over the past few months, he had to find a way to make up for her Just make it up...

Just as he was thinking deeply, a deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Murong Fengyuan, let go!"

His little wife was furious!

This cognition ran through his mind, and Murong Fengyuan panicked, and subconsciously let go of his hand, and his phoenix eyes looked forward with some trepidation, only to see that Jun Chuyue had strode across the threshold without looking back.

Oops!

The man came back to his senses, yelled inwardly, and hurriedly stood up and followed out. As soon as he went out, he saw the back of the woman standing at the kitchen door, stiff and motionless.

"..."

Murong Fengyuan touched the tip of his nose, walked over step by step, and stood still behind Jun Chuyue. Before he could figure out whether he should speak or what to say, Jun Chuyue had already spoken first. .

"You did this?" The woman's voice sounded slightly trembling.

Murong Fengyuan's heart tightened, and his heart was really angry. He looked at the kitchen that had been changed beyond recognition, raised his hand and clenched his fist against his lips, and coughed lightly. His mind quickly turned and he thought about how to explain it, and he said with a smile on his face. : "I wanted to show you my hands today, but I accidentally burned it too big... Thanks to the rescue in time, it's just a little blackened and it's not a big deal..."

"The porridge just now?!"

Murong Fengyuan originally thought that she would blame her a few words, but unexpectedly she opened her mouth to mention the matter of porridge, and said in a daze: "Oh, the porridge is boiled first, breakfast."

After a pause, I simply confessed: "I was thinking that I can't just eat some porridge for lunch. It just so happens that there are unfinished vegetables in the kitchen from yesterday, so I tried to make two dishes, who knows..."

Jun Chuyue walked in before he finished speaking. First, she touched the wall and felt black ash in her hands. She pulled a towel and wiped it off. Then she went to lift the lid of the pot on the stove. The white porridge she drank just now; on the other side...the original appearance is completely invisible, and it is like black coal when mixed together.

Jun Chuyue recalled what she had left last night, and couldn't help laughing again: "Do you want to make braised pork with beans?"

"..."

The man snorted, noncommittal, but two tiny red clouds quietly climbed up the base of his ears.

He was just thinking about making a joke, so let's make a joke, and when he wants to learn more in private in the future, suddenly his phoenix eyes widened, and he actually saw her pick up something that looked like black coal in the pot and put it into her mouth.

At that moment, he was so panicked that he didn't care about anything, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hit him, but the woman seemed to have eyes behind her back, she avoided it as soon as she turned around, and ate the thing in front of his face. Zhong Huan chewed carefully before swallowing, his eyebrows and eyes stretched like a crescent moon, and he grinned at him: "The taste is better than I imagined."

"..."

Murong Fengyuan was distressed and angry, he scolded her in a low voice but he didn't dare to speak loudly: "Nonsense, how can it be better if it's all burnt, there must be a limit to nonsense!"

"But you did it."

Jun Chuyue suddenly became serious, the light voice interrupted the man's words, and also made his movements and expressions stiff, as if he understood something, but also seemed unwilling to understand something, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his voice trembled slightly From between the lips: "Xiaoyue'er, you..."

"Of course, there is room for improvement."

After a moment of seriousness, the woman smiled again, her eyes seemed to be shining with stars, and she looked straight into his heart, and he heard her say: "Murong Fengyuan, I'll wait, there is a royal chef in the palace, I'll wait for you to cook it." I'm now my dedicated imperial chef, you won't let me down, will you?"

"Of course not."

Murong Fengyuan's tightly pursed lips unknowingly relaxed in her words, and turned into a gentle smile: "Madam, don't worry, from now on, Madam's basic necessities of life can be left to my husband. As for this 'food', I ask Madam to give it to you." In a little time, within ten days, Madam will be satisfied."

(End of this chapter)