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

Chapter 40 He Said She Is My Wife
He went to Xixuan first, and walked around the door twice pretending to pass by unintentionally, and then opened the door to go in. After asking, he found out that Jun Chuyue had never been back, not even the maid who followed her.

Murong Fengyuan immediately turned back to Luoxia Mountain.

At this time, there was no one on the mountain, and he could see from a distance the little girl next to Jun Chuyue lying on the cliff crying with snot and tears, trembling as if she wanted to slide down the cliff but couldn't. dare.

And while hesitating repeatedly, not knowing whether it was slipping or what was going on, the little maid screamed out of nowhere, and then fell vertically down the cliff.

Xia Li was full of thoughts that she was dead, but suddenly her wrist was pulled by something, and the feeling of falling stopped abruptly.

Did she fall to her death?

She opened her eyes tremblingly while thinking, and then met Murong Feng Yuan's handsome face that was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"General!" Xia Li jumped up in shock, then suddenly remembered the business, and knelt down in front of Murong Fengyuan with a plop: "General, I beg you to save Madam, Madam has been silent below, I beg you It's-"

"Get back!"

Murong Fengyuan roared angrily.

Just as Xia Li closed her mouth in disappointment, her eyes blurred, and when she looked again, the man had already jumped off the cliff.

The temperature at the bottom of the cliff was sluggish, and the humid fog filled the air.

Murong Fengyuan easily found Jun Chuyue's figure, and saw the girl curled up in a leeward place, and she had already fallen asleep. Such a slender strand was like a mountain elf, docile and harmless.

For a moment, it was as if a boulder had fallen from the bottom of my heart.

He subconsciously relaxed his movements, walked over on tiptoe, lowered his head, his eyes fell on the girl's face, and his heart skipped a beat.

There are still tears that have dried up on it, criss-crossing one after another.

she cried?
Murong Fengyuan stretched out his hand and hesitated for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't touch it.

On the contrary, Jun Chuyue herself was awakened, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Murong Fengyuan standing in front of her, with one hand still stroking, hanging motionless half a foot above her face.

Four eyes facing each other.

An inexplicable embarrassment spread between the two, especially Murong Fengyuan's face.

When he came back to his senses, the man let out a dry cough, quickly retracted his hand, and at the same time covered his face: "How long do you want to stay outside, and you want me to invite you back, don't you?"

Jun Chuyue: "..."

She rubbed her eyes, her fingers probably touched the tear stains on her face, she paused for a moment, then wiped it twice randomly, turned over and sat up and said indifferently: "So what if you don't want to go back?"

don't want to go back...

Murong Fengyuan stared at her closely, and subconsciously blurted out: "If you really don't want to go back, I'll invite you to drink after the next court?"

Jun Chuyue was taken aback for a moment, as if she never thought that he would make such a proposal.

Then nodded: "Okay."

After the words fell, the two of them couldn't help but fell silent.

The night wind blows, and the shadows of trees dance in the distance.

It took a long time for Murong Fengyuan to speak again: "Then it's settled, it's still a while before dawn, I'll wait here with you."

"Ah."

Jun Chuyue responded, and she put her knees together in front of her chest, wrapped her arms around her, silently lowered her head, and rested her chin on her knees.

Murong Fengyuan looked at her crouching movement, frowned, raised his hand and lifted the tether of the cloak, the wide crimson cloak swung over, and fell down to cover the girl tightly.

Jun Chuyue raised her eyes, and saw the man squatting silently in front of her, fastening the cloak for her, tidying up the edges, and then sat down beside her. After a while, he casually threw out a sentence: "You If you're tired, just lean on me to sleep."

Jun Chuyue: "..."

She didn't speak, she didn't even look away, she just nodded Ruoyou, not sure if Murong Fengyuan saw it or not.

The cliff fell silent again.

Time passed, only the stars twinkled in the sky under the night, exuding a cold and blurred brilliance...

There is a century-old restaurant in the imperial city, the business is very good, and it is full of people every day.

Murong Fengyuan and Jun Chuyue were the first guests that day. When they entered the door, Xiaoer was still busy cleaning the hall. When he saw someone coming in, he hurriedly threw the towel on his shoulders and greeted him warmly: "Morning, sir! ——Oh, isn’t this General Murong, who came so early today, did he come here after the court?”

Murong Fengyuan snorted.

He is already a frequent visitor here, and he always likes to have a few drinks when he has nothing to do. Everyone in the restaurant knows him, but this is the first time he sees him bringing people over, so he can't help but look at Jun Chuyue curiously: "This girl is a stranger..."

"She is my wife." Murong Fengyuan said.

Xiao Er immediately slapped his thigh: "So it's Mrs. Murong, I'm really negligent. Please take a seat, I don't know what you want to order? In addition to fine wine, this restaurant also sells various side dishes..."

He mainly introduced Jun Chuyue, and led the two of them to the best seats on the second floor while talking. As soon as they were seated, Murong Fengyuan interrupted his chattering voice and said familiarly: "The signboard here is first Come up."

"Okay! Wait a moment, you two, I'll be here right away!"

Soon the food and drink came out, and Murong Fengyuan served himself and Jun Chuyue respectively, and put a lot of food in her bowl, and said as he put it: "I don't know how much you drink, so eat more food before drinking. Not easy to get drunk—”

When people are at the wine table, they speak naturally without knowing it.

Murong Fengyuan casually introduced to her the names of the signature wine and dishes in the restaurant, and slowly spread out, drinking and chatting like this, although Jun Chuyue was drinking for the first time, she was surprisingly talented, even Murong Feng Yuan herself was a little red at the end of her eyes, and she continued to drink bowls of water like a normal person.

It was noon in a blink of an eye, and the restaurant became more and more lively.

Murong Fengyuan raised his hand and drank the wine in the bowl, then picked up the jug and poured it into the bowl, but only a few drops of wine leaked out for a long time, retracted his arm, and shook the jug to his ear , Throw it on the table.

"No more wine."

As soon as the words fell, there was a voice from the slanting stab: "Why don't you two have a taste of my wine?"

Murong Fengyuan and Jun Chuyue turned their heads at the same time.

I saw a man wearing a bamboo hat and a knife slung across his waist standing in front of the table, holding a wine jar in his hand. Although it hadn't been opened yet, an intoxicating aroma was already wafting from it.

The guests sitting nearby also smelled the aroma of the wine, and couldn't help showing their greedy faces: "It smells so good, so good wine."

Someone even shouted: "Hey, let's make a price whether you want to sell your wine or not."

The shopkeeper of the restaurant was dissatisfied, after all, the publicity in the restaurant with the wine was basically similar to kicking the restaurant, so the waiter quickly ran over: "Excuse me, my guest, if you want to sell wine, please Go elsewhere, don't affect the business of this restaurant—"

Swish!
White light flashed.

The man's waist knife was unsheathed without warning.

(End of this chapter)