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

Chapter 330 Madam Still Cares About Me

Jun Chuyue nodded immediately: "Then please give us a sign."

After getting the sign, they sat down in the Jiuxian Building according to the rules. The wine and dishes were served one by one. When pouring another glass, a pair of chopsticks slapped his hand.

"……lady?"

Murong Fengyuan looked up at her with a puzzled expression.

I saw Jun Chuyue put down his chopsticks and stood up, approached from half the table, took away the flagon in his hand without saying a word, took another wine glass in front of him, put his hands back and sat back to put the flagon Putting the wine glass in front of him, he picked up the chopsticks again, and said lightly: "You have injuries on your body, so you are not suitable for drinking."

At the same time, he asked Xiaoer to serve him a separate set of tea.

Murong Fengyuan: "..."

He really wanted to refute that it was nothing more than a minor injury. In the past, those who were more serious than this would still drink alcohol, but just about to open his mouth, he saw the half-smile expression on Jun Chuyue's face and the slightly raised eyebrows. Silently swallowed the words——

Madam's order cannot be violated.

no drinking...

Then he eats vegetables.

Jun Chuyue saw him obediently lowering his head to pick up the food, so he also turned his eyes away.

Seeing his expression eager to defend just now, she had already planned to fight him for three hundred rounds, but she didn't know what the man was thinking at the moment of battle, and she surrendered without saying a word.

Thinking of that scene, Jun Chuyue couldn't help laughing, the corners of her lips curled up and up involuntarily, and small dimples quietly bloomed on both sides of her cheeks...

Murong Fengyuan was eating, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a smile on her lips, his heart softened, and then he put down the bowls and chopsticks, clasped his hands on the table and leaned forward: "Ma'am, are you laughing at me? !"

"Yes."

Jun Chuyue responded, picked up a chopstick and put the dishes into his bowl, and then put the bowl and chopsticks down: "I just feel that you are getting more and more tempered now—"

As she spoke, she poured herself another glass of wine, took the glass to her lips and sipped it lightly, then raised her eyes again, and continued the unfinished sentence: "Sometimes I wonder if the antidote I prepared is useful." Inadequacies, let your memory come back, but your temper has not come back."

During the time when he lost his memory, he was really gentle and harmless. She still remembered that when she saw him on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, just a small joke could make his ears flush with embarrassment.

"Is it?"

Murong Fengyuan smiled lowly, grabbed the chopsticks and took the mouthful of food she had just delivered to his bowl, put it into his mouth and ate it, chewed and swallowed it, poured another cup of tea, and did not rush to drink it. Holding the rim of the cup lightly and shaking it slowly, he said unhurriedly: "I just thought that temper is a burden in front of Madam, so it's okay not to."

He paused for a while, and then added: "What's more, madam did this for her husband's sake. If my husband has a temper, wouldn't he be ignorant of good and evil?!"

"Ah-"

Before Jun Chuyue could reply, a sneer suddenly came from the table next to her.

She subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw a big man with a thick beard and a beard full of sarcasm: "Inner fear is inner fear. Why do you say it so nicely? Look at you, a little lady, a white-faced scholar. They are all skinny and tender, and they are also fighting like others? I think they are here to cheat for food and drink!"

"..."

Jun Chuyue frowned and said nothing.

As for Murong Fengyuan, it was as if he hadn't heard it, and he didn't even turn his head.

Seeing this, the big man thought that they didn't dare to refute, so he became more impolite and aggressive: "Don't be afraid to come tomorrow when you are fighting. Do you want me to try it now, Grandpa? I see this little lady The raw water spirit is a waste if you follow you, why not just..."

Before the words fell, the sound of breaking wind rose.

It was as if the big man had been hit by a body-fixing spell suddenly, his mouth was still open, but his voice was suppressed, his pair of big copper bell-like eyes were almost cracked at the moment.

The air seemed to freeze.

After a while, a bloodstain appeared on his cheek, and then he turned his head slowly, and his eyes fell on the pillar behind him.

I saw a wooden chopstick stuck there, half of it was submerged, Jiuxianlou's waiter rushed over to grab the wooden chopstick and pull it out, but the wooden chopstick seemed to grow in the pillar, let the waiter try to eat Even the strength of the milk could not loosen it——

Many people have seen this scene from beginning to end.

For a while, there was an undercurrent in Jiuxian Building.

Some people secretly laughed at the big man who kicked the iron plate beyond his control, and there were also those who were shocked and thought to themselves that if they matched up, they would have a slight chance of winning...

Xiaoer was really helpless, wiped the sweat off his brow, went to Murong Fengyuan to flatter him, and said, "Guest officer, calm down, this matter is actually all to blame for the little one, it's because the little one's hospitality is not good, guest officer, you have a lot of adults. Wanmo has the same knowledge as others, we are all martial arts practitioners after all, so we can always be kind to you, tell me, right... You have taught me the lesson of that person's rude words, don't you see..."

Seeing that he had talked for a long time but the other party didn't move, he could only look at the woman sitting on the other side of the table beggingly.

Jun Chuyue said indifferently: "Murong Fengyuan."

Hearing her words, the man stood up with his hands on the table, and his robe drew an arc, gliding past the provocative big man's eyes.

The big man couldn't help taking a step back subconsciously, watching him passing by in front of him and stepping a few steps to the pillar, he just raised his hand casually, and the wooden chopsticks that couldn't be pulled out no matter how hard he tried were easily pulled out.

Xiao Er thanked him a thousand times, and respectfully sent him back to his seat before leaving.

The big man's face was extremely ugly, and he seemed to want to say something more, but he hesitated to open his mouth after weighing the pros and cons, and he no longer had the aggressive sharpness before——

Who would have thought that the soft persimmon that they thought was easy to handle turned out to be a solid iron plate?
People always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Jun Chuyue watched the man lift up his clothes and sit down opposite her, and took advantage of the opportunity to grab some food for him: "I take back what I just said, you are not short-tempered, come, eat some fire-reducing medicine to calm down, getting angry is not good for the wound heal."

"Madam still cares about me."

Murong Fengyuan curled his lips, and the soft light in his phoenix eyes flowed, completely different from the chill all over his body just now: "With Madam here, no matter how angry you are, it will disappear."

As he spoke, his voice was quite low, with a faint smile, like the sound of jade, anyone could hear the tenderness contained in it.

But at the moment in Jiuxian Building, there are quite a few women who come to participate in the fight.

The sudden appearance of such a handsome man, not only his handsome appearance, but also his powerful skills and tenderness, inevitably made some of his thoughts change, and the eyes he looked at Murong Fengyuan and the two of them also changed unknowingly.

(End of this chapter)