Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 151
The moonlight was cool, and they were the only boat sailing alone on the river. The sound of the wind around them was surrounded by the sound of the water, and the dark river water stirred up slight ripples.

Jian Yunling walked back to the cabin from the deck, wiping her wet hair.Yu Wenzheng was sitting in a wheelchair looking down at an old and yellowing poetry book. When he saw her coming back, he looked at her long hair that was still dripping, raised his brows lightly, and expressed concern in his indifferent voice, saying: "Why do you go to the deck to dry your hair when it's wet?"

Jian Yunling pursed her lips carelessly, threw the wet towel aside, sat on the side of the bed, pulled off the thin quilt, and was about to lie down inside.

Yu Wenzheng stopped her: "Wait a minute!"

Jian Yunling stopped moving her hands, turned her head to look at him strangely, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yu Wenzheng leaned over and put the book in his hand at his feet, and beckoned to her, "Come here."

Jian Yunling frowned slightly, but did not move.Yu Wenzheng insisted: "Come here."

Only then did Jian Yunling sit up again, walked in front of him in a leisurely manner, bowed her head to meet his upturned eyes, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yu Wenzheng held her catkin, interlocked his fingers, wrapped around her slender waist, and pulled her back to sit on his lap. Jian Yunling struggled subconsciously, but Yu Wenzheng's strong arm was clasped around her waist, preventing her from moving.

"My lord, this is not the palace." Jian Yunling's voice was cold, as if separating people for thousands of miles.

Yu Wenzheng quietly hooked his lips behind her.Jian Yunling thought that he was teasing her again, and was about to take advantage of his unpreparedness and run away, when she suddenly felt a warm hand rubbing her wet hair in the palm, and carefully wiped it with another clean towel.

The warm breath of the person behind swept across her jade neck, causing a burst of itch that penetrated into her heart.Jian Yunling's whole body froze stiffly, and after a long time, the other hand slowly dropped to her side.

The long hair became looser and looser, and the arm around the waist gradually pulled away.Jian Yunling stood up slowly, turned around, hid the emotion in her eyes, nodded and said, "Thank you, my lord."

Yu Wenzheng picked up the book next to his feet again, and continued to focus on the words that had faded away from the ink. He could not hear any emotion in his deep voice, and said, "Remember to dry your hair before going to sleep next time."

Jian Yunling replied lightly: "I know." After speaking, she went to rest.

At dawn the next day, the ship arrived at another ferry, where they needed to stay for two days to replenish the supplies on board.

The local officials were already waiting on the ferry to greet them. As soon as Yu Wenzheng and Jian Yunling got off the boat, dozens of middle-aged men in official uniforms greeted them.Everyone had flattering smiles on their faces, and kept saying flattering words around them.

Yu Wenzheng frowned more and more, and threw a icy cold look at Fu Dongyun. Fu Dongyun immediately raised his sword to block the crowd, and said unceremoniously and coldly: "I'm sorry, my lords, the prince and the princess have traveled a long distance, I am tired and want to rest early, so please take us to the inn."

The smiles on the faces of the adults froze, but they immediately made way out of the way and sent Yu Wenzheng and Jian Yunling to the carriage arranged by them.

The carriage drove slowly to the front of the inn, and the owner of the inn and the guys stood on both sides with their heads down, fearful and fearful.

Jian Yunling pushed Yu Wenzheng into the inn, followed by officials who wanted to follow in, but Fu Dongyun blocked them.

(End of this chapter)