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

Chapter 208 Work hard on address

Murong Fengyuan nodded: "Well, from the day I remembered, I remembered everything."

How can I not remember it?

When the family suffered a change, after being brought to the imperial city by the high priest, he was greeted with rigorous training day and night. The two years with her were probably the most worry-free time in his life...

It's just that for some reason, that memory disappeared from his mind inexplicably, but when it finally came back, he found that every minute and every second in those times, every thing that happened in every corner, It's all as if it just happened yesterday, still vivid and unfading.

Unable to resist, he turned his face and kissed the girl's forehead lightly, Murong Fengyuan said softly: "Xiao Yue'er, call again to listen."

"What's it called?" Jun Chuyue asked knowingly.

"What do you think, do you want to call?" Murong Fengyuan looked at her with a hint of anticipation in his phoenix eyes.

Jun Chuyue: "..."

She suddenly felt that she couldn't refuse his request. Just imagine a man who has a bad temper and says no to anything but is looking at you like a big dog begging for food, only to wag his tail, and this man is still alive. A very beautiful face...

This is simply a naked temptation, Jun Chuyue thought.

But asking her to call you is not casual, the girl raised her eyebrows lightly: "Are you sure you want me to call you? After calling this name, it will be my exclusive name from now on. No one else is allowed to call you that except me."

"No one but you would dare to call that." Murong Fengyuan felt that she was just joking.

He has no relatives such as a younger sister, and there will be no second woman by his side. Besides her, who else will call him by this name?
Jun Chuyue thought about it, so she nodded and called out simply: "Brother Murong."

"I didn't hear clearly, call again."

"Brother Murong."

"Not enough, call again."

Jun Chuyue was stunned for a moment, then obediently called out again: "Brother Murong."

"The voice is too dull and emotionless, call again."

Jun Chuyue: "..."

She took a deep breath, and shouted in a melodious tone: "Brother Murong."

"The tone is a bit off, and then—"

"Murong Fengyuan, you are enough!" Jun Chuyue shouted angrily, "You treat me like a parrot, calling me once is not enough and asking for so much!"

"The parrot's barking is not as good as yours." Murong Fengyuan looked at her with a smile, he enjoyed the barking just now, so he couldn't help but kissed her face again: "From now on, you will always call me that."

"Never!"

Jun Chuyue's eyes widened. It's true that she loves Murong Fengyuan, but if she wants to cling to him every day and call "Brother Murong"...

She really can't stand being so tired.

Murong Fengyuan frowned, why not?He really likes her calling him that, but since he doesn't want to, he can't force it, so he can only take a step back and ask for the best: "Then call him that in private."

"No." The girl flatly refused.

It's not like when she was five years old, she could follow him and call "Brother Murong", but now she can't bear this face.

But Murong Fengyuan was inexplicably reluctant because of this: "Others call me by my name, and you call me by my name, so how can you show the difference between you and others? You see, I call you Xiaoyue'er." Now, you should call me by another name, right?"

"But don't everyone call you General Murong, or General?" Jun Chuyue looked at him strangely.

She seems to be the only one who calls Murong Fengyuan directly, even the emperor calls him Murong Aiqing; while the high priest calls him by his name, Feng Yuan.

Murong Fengyuan: "..."

"No, anyway, you just can't call me by my first and last name. It seems that we are not close enough between you and me."

In order to further cultivate the relationship, Murong Fengyuan decided to start by addressing her first. Seeing the girl frowned and said nothing, he deliberately guided her: "For example, calling her Husband, or Mr. Xianggong..."

"We're not married yet!"

"After all, it's almost too soon. I'll propose marriage when I return to the imperial city. I can officially marry you next month." Murong Fengyuan said firmly, then paused: "If you insist on refusing now, then press it temporarily. You can't refuse when you get married."

"We'll talk about it after we get married." Jun Chuyue said, her heart pounding.

husband...

She actually wanted to call this name a long time ago, but she didn't have the opportunity at that time. Now... is this wish finally coming true?

Jun Chuyue was in a trance, but Murong Fengyuan was still struggling with her address: "As for now, why don't you just call me by my name, a single word is fine."

One word.

deep……

Jun Chuyue suddenly lowered her face: "Don't even think about it, I will never call you that in my life!"

At the beginning, there was also a woman who called him so affectionately. As soon as she heard this word, she could not control the sound of that woman named Yun Yueying, and remembered that period of despair.

Seeing her sudden change of expression, Murong Fengyuan's heart trembled, and then he understood what was going on, and hurriedly hugged her tightly, pressing his chin on the top of her head and comforting her continuously: "Forget it, if you don't change it, don't change it, you just connect your name." It’s fine to call me by my surname, I like it very much, you can call me that... No, I like whatever you call me, as long as it’s your name.”

Jun Chuyue clenched his clothes tightly, turned her face and buried her in the crook of his neck, she quietly did not say a word, but as the man continued to comfort and apologize, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously. Shallow arc.

The man she loves is also loving her...

Otherwise, how could he lower his figure so desperately to comfort her, trying to make her happy?

Thinking about it this way, the girl in the dream became less important.

Maybe it's really like what Murong Fengyuan said, dreams are reversed, and that girl is just a character she imagined, because he is so kind to her now, and it makes her occasionally feel unrealistic to do that. nightmare.

Jun Chuyue's restless heart gradually returned to her stomach: "Although I don't want to always call you Brother Murong, and I don't allow others to call you, but if you insist on listening, I can..."

"What can you do?" Murong Fengyuan's eyes lit up, and he finished the rest of the sentence for her: "Are you reluctantly agreeing?"

"Reluctantly—" She prolonged her voice deliberately, "Raise a parrot and train it to hang in the Dongxuan and call you these four words every day."

It would be best to keep a male parrot, Jun Chuyue thought.

Murong Fengyuan smiled calmly, "It's okay, I'll move to Xixuan to live with you. As for Dongxuan, I'll leave it to that parrot."

Jun Chuyue: "..."

Are you sure you're not kidding?

Give up an entire yard to a bird?
(End of this chapter)