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

Chapter 352 Deja Vu
Murong Fengyuan chased all the way into the City Lord's Mansion, but his little wife's expression did not ease down.

Knowing that the little woman was really angry this time, he had no choice but to obediently follow behind and coax her patiently, one lady at a time. If it was normal, Jun Chuyue would have been in love with the man who was full of magnetism and faintly pampered. In his deep voice, he gave up his armor and surrendered, but this time it was different——

She stopped abruptly, turned her head and said coldly: "Don't follow me with a man with a rotten peach blossom!"

"..."

As soon as Murong Fengyuan called Ma'am, she was suddenly stunned by her. He stopped in place and forgot to react for a moment. When he recovered, the little woman had already thrown him more than 20 meters away.

The man is both helpless and happy.

The helpless thing is that he really didn't take the initiative to provoke his rotten peach blossoms. He swore that he didn't pay much attention to the eldest lady of the Lou family on the day of the ring, and somehow he was missed.

As for being happy, it was naturally because his little wife was jealous of him, and being jealous meant that she loved him.

Thinking of this, Murong Fengyuan couldn't help feeling a warm current in his heart, and his phoenix eyes were stained with a little smile, and then he took a step. He is tall and has long legs. He straddled his two long legs and made three steps at the same time. After two steps, she chased after Jun Chuyue: "Ma'am, don't be angry. I can't see rotten peach blossoms in my husband's eyes, but only the flower of my wife. Who do you want my husband to follow?"

"I don't care who you follow!"

Jun Chuyue was still not in a good mood, she entered the room, and wanted to close the door behind her backhand, Murong Fengyuan's eyes were quick, and he rushed in before the door closed, and then hugged the little girl who was still angry from behind without explaining.

"Ma'am, is it okay not to be angry? It's just for my husband to let you vent, and I promise not to fight back if I beat you or scold you."

The man whispered next to her ear, and there was a bit of pleading in his voice. Who would have thought that he, who was proud and arrogant at that time, would talk to people in such a humble tone now?

"Do you still dare to fight back, dare to fight back?" Jun Chuyue struggled a few times, but when he heard what he said, he stopped immediately and raised his voice.

"Don't dare."

Murong Fengyuan folded his arms, and hugged the little woman in his arms even tighter. He lowered his eyes, smelling the faint fragrance from her body lingering in his breath, and said in a low voice: "If Ma'am is tired of scolding, I'm going to make you tea for my husband, if my wife is tired, I will rub your shoulders and beat your legs for my husband, what does my wife say?"

"boring!"

Jun Chuyue gave him a two-word evaluation, and then said: "You let go!"

"Don't let it go."

The man replied with the same two words, and the man consciously launched a "rogue" offensive: "For my husband, in this life and in the next life, I will never let go of my wife, so don't think about leaving me anymore, madam."

"..."

Jun Chuyue was silent.

After a while, he raised his finger and pushed his forearm: "Okay, I won't be angry anymore, let me go first, I feel a little uncomfortable when you hug me too tightly."

The so-called discomfort is just an excuse she said. The man hugged her with just the right strength. This is a tacit understanding for a long time. She knows it, and Murong Fengyuan naturally knows it too. But even so, Murong Fengyuan immediately let go, and Seeing his little wife slipping out like a civet, she turned to face him, then raised her hand and pointed out the door.

"go out!"

"..."

Seeing the little woman's face changed and her voice turned cold again, Murong Fengyuan touched his nose again, turned around obediently, and when he reached the door, he turned back and asked, "Ma'am, when will my husband come in?"

"Go out and think about it for two hours before talking!"

Jun Chuyue pretended to be stern, and after watching the man go out, she walked to the table and sat down, unknowingly echoing what the young man said in her mind——

"Lou has never heard that there is a princess of the girl's age in the royal family. Besides, the princesses of Xiling Kingdom live in seclusion. How can they ride around like a girl?"

Although there are several princesses and princes in the royal family, their ages, and the custom of the princess living in seclusion are not likely to be secrets, but what the man said was too sure, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Saibeilou's house...

I don't know what it has to do with the royal family.

Maybe she should write a letter and ask Lian Muqiu to clarify. As long as she thinks that someone is coveting her husband again, Jun Chuyue will faintly feel like eating a fly——

It was the anger of being watched by others.

It was different from when Yun Yueying was back then, when he didn't have her in his memory, and she also thought that he liked Yun Yueying, and even thought that she was the one who kicked the fence, so she still lacked confidence.

But now, he is her husband, whom she loves deeply, and who also loves her deeply.

For some reason, ever since she came back from Qingzhou and resolved the misunderstanding with Murong Fengyuan, she always had an inexplicable feeling that that man seemed to have been hers since a long time ago.

Not only from the first glimpse in the pear blossom forest behind the temple, she felt in a trance that long before that, she had held hands with him through the reversal of mountains and rivers, the vicissitudes of life, and the prosperity and prosperity of the world.

why?

She didn't know at all, she just thought, maybe this is fate, isn't there a saying that looks back [-] times in the previous life in exchange for passing by in this life?
So if she and him can hold the hand of the son and grow old together in this life, presumably the fate in the previous life must be not shallow, right?

Since she has such a deep bond with him, how can she allow outsiders to spy on her lover?

Jun Chuyue took a deep breath, tried to suppress the irritability in her heart, and then went to the luggage to write a letter to Lian Muqiu to inquire about the situation, but she saw the sandalwood box next to the luggage.

It contained ancient paintings obtained from Chang Zhu.

Jun Chuyue changed direction midway with both hands, turned to pick up the sandalwood box, carried it back to the table, opened the lid of the box, and pulled out the scroll inside.

I remember that when she saw this painting for the first time earlier, she had a vague feeling of déjà vu. Later, the painting was kept in the box and never taken out. Looking at it now, the feeling is not only not diminished, but even worse.

Her gaze fell on the back of the woman living on the top of the mountains in the painting for a long time, but Jun Chuyue found that she couldn't see anything except the feeling of deja vu.

After a while, she closed the painting, and the corners of her lips curled up in a self-deprecating manner.

Speaking of which, she must have been really tired and restless recently, otherwise, how could she feel deja vu in everything she looks at?
At this moment, Yu Qian's voice suddenly sounded outside, Jun Chuyue put away the painting, got up and walked out the door.

(End of this chapter)