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

Chapter 323
"..."

Jun Chuyue was startled, and couldn't help laughing again: "Are you comparing yourself with the maidservant?"

While sneering, he felt warm in his heart. After all, if it wasn't for his deep love, how could a man like him lower his self-worth to such a low level, but he would be very proud just to tie up her hair.

Murong Fengyuan raised his eyebrows and did not argue. After a moment of silence, the woman in his arms spoke again: "Now that New Year's Eve is over, wait a few days to find a sunny day before we set off." Bar?!"

After talking about traveling for a long time, it is time to officially put it on the agenda.

She is looking forward to the days when she and Murong Fengyuan will put aside mundane chores, travel around mountains and rivers, and let go of their love in the future.

"Well, let's go to the market to pick two horses in the afternoon." Murong Fengyuan responded.

"..."

When it comes to horses, Jun Chuyue can't help feeling a little lost.

Her Zhaoye Jade Lion Horse...

When she left, she was still at the racecourse in the imperial city of the Ming Luo Empire. The horse was psychic, and often only recognized one owner in her life. Now that she is gone, I don't know what will happen next.

And the same goes for the black steed under Murong Fengyuan's seat...

"Are you worried about that Zhaoyeyu lion horse?!"

Suddenly, a low-pitched male voice sounded in her ears, as if she could read her thoughts, she said what she thought in words, and then comforted: "Don't worry about it, it is a god horse after all, people in the racecourse will Take good care of it."

"Um……"

Jun Chuyue smiled, she also knew that worrying was useless, it was just adding trouble.

Perhaps, as Murong Fengyuan said, it may live well in the racecourse. After all, it is a god horse, and the people in the racecourse will not treat it badly.

They didn't stay in the palace for breakfast. For them, they chose to live in the Yaoguang Palace because it was too late. Living in a mansion in a corner is more reassuring.

……

Preparations for the trip are well underway.

In the afternoon, the two went to the market.

It was the Chinese New Year, and there were only a few horse vendors. Murong Fengyuan walked around and picked out a circle, but his brows frowned again and again, apparently extremely dissatisfied with the horses that were brought out.

And Jun Chuyue also gave me a headache when I saw it.

These horses are either thin or old, and a few of them are so weak that they can't even stand upright, and their eyes are even more dull. They can't even compare with the most common war horses in the army. Just like this horse, I guess If you can't ride for a day, you can't do it, so how can you get on the road?

"Is there any better horse?" Murong Fengyuan touched the bony neck of one of the horses and asked, "I want two horses that can carry people on their backs."

"I'm really sorry, my lord, there are only these tamed horses left, and the new ones won't arrive until the [-]th. Even if you want to buy them now, we can't get them out."

A horse dealer said with a contorted smile, they all came out to sell horses together, just ask one of them if there is any.

"How to do?!"

Jun Chuyue raised her eyes to look at him, she didn't expect the first day to be so difficult.

"Don't worry, there will be a way."

Murong Fengyuan rubbed the top of her hair, and when he spoke, he looked down and saw that her face was faintly pale, and the breath she exhaled turned into clouds of white mist, and the sword eyebrows became deeper: "Is it cold? Go to the teahouse and sit down."

While reaching out to hold the cloak tighter for her, he grabbed her hands and wrapped them in his palms, his true energy flowed, and he felt the little hands in his palms gradually warming up, so he asked again: "Is it better now? "

"Well, much better."

Jun Chuyue smiled lightly.

She has a cold body constitution, so her hands and feet are always colder than others in winter. When she was young, she often got cold sores on her hands when she was doing missions in the temple, but it has improved a lot in the past two years. Staying in the house was naturally because of the man in front of him.

It seems that he has taken good care of her since the time of the northern ice field, but he still couldn't let go of his airs at that time, so there was still a gap called misunderstanding between them...

"Murong Fengyuan." She said suddenly.

The man whose name was called stopped: "What's your order, madam?"

As soon as the voice of inquiry fell, the woman's voice sounded faintly: "You said that you want me to keep my own place, right?"

"..."

Due to the long time and the fact that Jun Chuyue said such a sentence without warning, Murong Fengyuan really didn't realize what was going on for a while, and he was stunned for a few seconds before recalling it, as if he used to He did say such nonsense.

Suddenly panicked, Qing Juan's face was truly tainted with a panicked look: "Cough, ma'am, why did you bring up the incident at that time again?"

"..."

Jun Chuyue remained silent, just staring at him quietly with a pair of bright black eyes.

I just feel sorry for a certain man, and seeing her eyes make me feel so guilty, I finally gritted my teeth, and simply let go of my face, I just want to make my little wife happy: "It's not good for my husband, it's because It's my husband's fault, I was talking nonsense back then, Madam doesn't have to behave in front of her husband, it's me who should behave herself..."

The voice paused for a while: "If the madam is still angry, the husband will be punished."

The phoenix eyes stared at her beggingly, like a big dog begging for mercy after being neglected by its master, Jun Chuyue's tense expression finally failed.

Seeing the faint smile on the woman's face, Murong Fengyuan felt relieved, he didn't care if the little woman did it on purpose, he hugged her tighter, and used his body to block the cold wind for her: " Madam, to tell you the truth, I thought about it for my husband, if I could go back to the past, three years ago, I would definitely beat up that man named Murong Fengyuan on your behalf, and vent my anger on you."

Jun Chuyue: "..."

The teahouse was not far away. The moment the two of them stepped into the threshold, the woman who had been silent for the rest of the way spoke again: "If you hadn't studied with the high priest, what kind of person would you be now?"

She thought about the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Murong Fengyuan she saw had lost her memory, had a completely different temperament, and was more like a blank sheet of paper——

Simple and harmless, every move is like the wind returning to the snow.

Thinking about it now, if he hadn't been sharpened on the battlefield, he would probably have looked like that. The so-called Moshang is like a jade, the son is unparalleled in the world, an independent and elegant son.

She suddenly became interested in his past, the past they had never met before.

"Murong Fengyuan, tell me about your past."

"..."

past.

The man's palms were clenched tightly.

(End of this chapter)