“Sorry to trouble you then.”
Giving a nod at Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan, one hand holding Ling Wen, the other holding Tiewa, Chu Ci entered into the yard under their lead. Only watching their figures appear in the yard did Ling Jingxuan said in whispers, “Chu Ci is a bit cold, but has good personality. Chu Yan is young, but also sensible and smart, but a little premature like our Xiaowen. How I wish they are so pure like Xiaowu.”
Of the three children, Ling Wen was sensible and premature, so kind of lost his innocence as a child, Tiewa was naïve, but a little too weak, and Ling Wu, sometimes he was even more concentrated than an adult when doing things. And after finishing it, he’d resume his innocent side, and that was the point Ling Jingxuan liked.
“You like them?”
Yan Shengrui raised his eyebrows. Why didn't he know he got along so well with Chu Ci?
“Hehe...Who doesn't like a beauty? Easy. I haven't finished.”
Before his went on, his waist suddenly got tightened. Ling Jingxuan hurriedly avoided him, then threw him a stare and continued, “No one doesn’t like beautiful people and beautiful things, including me. But that’s all. But to be more exact, it’s more like kind of appreciation of him. Not everyone has his courage. He left such a high position and great wealth behind, and lived in seclusion with his son in such a small town. Although he might be living in horror, his doing is really worth our appreciation. Don’t you agree?”
In this feudal society where imperial power was paramount, the behavior of Chu Ci was absolutely different from normal people, otherwise there would not have been so many cases of princes killing each other for the throne in history.
“Not at all.”
Yan Shengrui blurted it out without thinking. He just didn't like him to say anything good about another man, not even he said he appreciated the other side.
“Er... you can be more boring.”
Stunned, noticing he was being jealous, Ling Jingxuan rolled his eyes. He and Chu Ci? Never, OK?
“I am so bored, OK?”
Ignoring their circumstances, Yan Shengrui pulled him into his arms, domineering and kind of villainous. His wife said he liked someone else, how could he not be jealous?
“All right, you win.”
Throwing an angry stare at him, Ling Jingxuan helplessly shook his head. He would even get jealous on this? He was really kind of boring.
“I'd love to. If they stay here, then let Jinghan entertain them. Anyway, they are both scholars and should have a lot of common language. You are not allowed to stay alone with him!”
The more he acted like this, the further Yan Shengrui crossed the line. Ling Jingxuan looked up into his eyes, “Am I that untrustworthy?”
F*ck! He thinks he can fall in love with anyone he sees?
“It's not a trust issue."
Hid cold eyes made his heart skip a beat. Yan Shengrui buried his head in his neck and said stuffily, “It’s my problem. I don’t have too much confidence. You are too good. I’m afraid you’d no longer like me some day, after all I am a man having lost my memories. And you haven’t let me see each side of you. I’m afraid some day you’d get sick of me and leave me.”
For the first time, Yan Shengrui told him his fear. Ling Jingxuan felt shocked in the heart. He thought…So, he was also a common person, he would also feel afraid, he would also have anxiety for losing his memories. Thinking of here, Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help smiling, then he raised his hands to hold him, “Silly man! What you are scared of is what scares me. But, what’s the use of feeling scared? It’s not possible that we wouldn’t do anything or contact with anyone only because we are afraid of it, right? I suppose everyone in love would have that kind of worries of losing the other side. Maybe only when we both get grey-haired, that kind of feeling would really be gone.”
ραпdα nᴏνa| сom When in a relationship, one would feel scared that he might lose the other side. No one was an exception, not even him!
“Really? Are you sure you're like me?”
Surprised, Yan Shengrui asked, holding his head in his hands.
“Sure, but I wouldn’t get jealous so easily like someone. Be careful. Some day you’d get drowned in your vinegar vat.”
While nodding his head, Ling Jingxuan can't help teasing him, but Yan Shengrui said domineeringly, “If I said I’d love to, who dares say so?”
“Ha ha...”
Ling Jingxuan could not help but laugh while falling in his arms. Why is this man so villainous but also so cute?”
“Dadada…dadada...”
Just as the two were flirting with each other sweetly, ignoring those servants and maids being busy around, time also slowly passed. A carriage stopped in front of them, and Shopkeeper Zhang brushed open the curtain and jumped off, “Haha… Jingxuan, Shengrui, congratulations, I am not late, am I?”
Seeing those two who were standing before the gate receiving the guests, Shopkeeper Zhang cupped his hands and went forward to congratulate them.
“Of course not! Brother Zhang, it’s our honor that you can come. Please!”
They both cupped their hands to bow back. Under such circumstances, it was Ling Jingxuan who would say things, while Yan Shengrui only stood aside assisting him.
“I’ll go in then.”
They were old acquaintances, so Shopkeeper Zhang also didn’t stand on ceremony. He took the lead to go in, with Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui followed behind. Today, the mains guests were Lady Wang’s family, Chu Chi and his son, Shopkeeper Zhang, Laowang, and those workers who built the house for them. Zhao&Han couple didn’t count. They were their own people. Now that everyone was here, the rest things were left to Song Gengniu.
“Ling Jingxuan, stop!”
Suddenly, a woman’s shriek sounded behind, and the three of them who were stepping inside stopped where they were. Ling Jingxuan slightly frowned. The moment he turned around, he saw that Ling Jingxuan was walking over from the onlookers supporting a masked woman. Judging from her figure, it should be her mother Lady Jiang. Only ten days, they already couldn’t hold it? They specially picked such an occasion to embarrass her?
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