C279 Agreement of the year

"Please speak, Prince Yan's Wife."

Jun Wuchen was still smiling, that gentle smile on his face had caught people off guard.

Lin Chuyue looked at the man in front of him and spoke indifferently.

"This wangfei feels the need to clarify the series of greetings your sister has given me. If you understand, you should know that I committed suicide when I first fell into a well. "

Presumably, Jun Wuchen had some understanding of that matter. Master Lin's death, Feng Tianxiao's marriage annulment, caused Lin Chuyue to be unable to bear the double blow and ultimately choose to commit suicide.

Of course, these were all random rumors. She didn't even know the truth.

However, Lin Chuyue believed that the original owner would definitely not commit suicide because of Feng Tianxiao's marriage annulment.

When Lin Chuyue said that she wanted to commit suicide, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

"Back then, because of this wangfei's father's death, this made me want to give birth to a new life, but after being saved, I don't even remember anything from the past. You can ask for confirmation on this and you'll know if what this wangfei said is true or false."

Seeing Jun Wuchen not saying a word, Lin Chuyue continued to speak.

The rumors said that I committed suicide because I could not stand being hit by two different things. In fact, although I forgot what happened in the past, I still remember a little. If you were to investigate it carefully, you would know how I passed through these past ten years.

If there was no mistake with the memories in her dreams, before she became Lin Chuyue, the original owner Lin Chuyue had to wait under the big tree for ten years. In the end, it was because Jun Wuchen did not appear that Master Lin agreed to the emperor's arranged marriage, and it was to ensure that Lin Chuyue would have a safe place to stay.

However, the Master Lin would never have thought that there would be an unforeseen event when the Emperor bestowed the marriage upon them.

"I've forgotten a lot of things, but I've been keeping my promise for ten years. So, the matter between us should come to an end. Young master Jun, you should understand what I mean."

stood up as he looked at Jun Wuchen, who had been silent all this while, "Many thanks to Young Master Jun for the hospitality this time."

With that, Lin Chuyue turned and left, but after taking a step, a pair of big hands grabbed onto Lin Chuyue's hands tightly, stopping her from leaving.

"Stay with me for a while."

Feeling the strength on her wrist, Lin Chuyue turned around to look at those eyes, "I'm sorry, my master doesn't like me pulling around with others."

He had originally wanted to struggle free from Jun Wuchen's large hand, but who knew that the hand grabbing her wrist would become even more forceful.

"Why did you marry him?"

Why marry him?

She seemed to have heard it once before. She had already forgotten who said it, but if she liked it, she would marry.

"This wangfei naturally liked it, so I married her." Young Master Jun, please let me go. "

"Give me a chance to explain."

Looking at Lin Chuyue, Jun Wuchen's eyes darkened.

He wanted to explain why he hadn't returned to the Hua Kingdom in these ten years, at least he didn't want Lin Chuyue to misunderstand him.

"There's no need for that."

With a wave of her hand, Lin Chuyue broke free from Jun Wuchen's restraints. "Young Master Jun, if you don't cause trouble for me, this wangfei may even treat you guys to a drink."

If her king Lin Mansion wasn't peaceful, then don't blame her for being rude.

"Creak ~ ~ ~"

At this moment, the door opened.

Feng Yan who was dressed in his purple python robe walked in, snow still falling from his body.

"Prince?"

Why is Feng Yan here?

"Yue Er, the weather is cold, why don't you wear a little more?"

Her deep eyes were filled with tenderness and gentleness. It was a smile that warmed one's heart just by looking at it.

Feng Yan walked to Lin Chuyue's side, opening the cloak on his body and hugging him, "Are you warm now?"

"Yes, it's much warmer now."

Nestling in Feng Yan's embrace, Lin Chuyue felt a warm feeling in her heart. "Why did you leave the palace so early?

"This King is worried about you."

In one sentence, Feng Yan stretched out his hand, and tucked the long hair on Lin Chuyue's forehead behind his ears, "Let's go home."

"Alright, let's go home."

Holding Feng Yan's hand, Lin Chuyue turned around and left the tavern.

Before Feng Yan left the tavern, his eyes fell upon Jun Wuchen. The coldness in his eyes was even colder than the snow.

Walking on the main street, her hands were tightly grasped by the phoenix eyes. Tangyue turned her head and chuckled.

"Prince, are you jealous?"

"Yue'er, do you think This King should be jealous?"

Sensing that there wasn't much hidden meaning in his words, Lin Chuyue's heart dropped.

"I feel that a man as wise and powerful as the prince would not be jealous, right?"

Lin Chuyue put on a tall hat on Feng Yan's head and smiled, "Feng Yan, close your eyes."

Seeing Lin Chuyue's mysterious expression, Feng Yan felt a little puzzled, but he still obediently closed his eyes.

At this time, Lin Chuyue squatted down, held a handful of snow and crumpled it into a ball with both hands, and ran forward a few steps until she maintained a safe distance from Feng Yan. Then, she threw the snow ball in his hands onto Feng Yan's face.

The snowball in Lin Chuyue's hand struck straight at Feng Yan's handsome young man, causing the ice-cold snow to fall onto the ground along his face.

Gradually opening his eyes, Feng Yan looked at the smiling little face and laughed helplessly.

Gu Lang and the others watched Owner's actions.

With his martial arts skills, he could dodge attacks that were hundreds of meters away, not to mention the small snowball thrown by master. If it wasn't for the prince giving way to master with all his heart to make him happy, master wouldn't have been able to succeed.

Once she returned to the Lin's Medicine Hall, Lin Chuyue saw that everyone was lazily sitting on chairs.

"Why are all of you so free?"

"There's no one around when it snows."

Wang Feng yawned. Whenever it was raining and snowing, they were always free.

However, the people who were used to being busy suddenly became a little unaccustomed to it.

"Boss, you look better and better these days."

"That's right, it's like a blossoming peach blossom, pinkish."

Zhang Qiao's words made the few of them nod their heads, the boss' complexion had recently improved a little compared to before.

He used to be a face of death, but now he's a normal person.

"Stop talking. If there's nothing else, then let's play mahjong."

"Mahjong?"

Hearing Lin Chuyue's strange words, a few people were confused.

Lin Chuyue forgot, in this era, they are not called mahjong, they are called Ma Zang [1]. "Let's hang ourselves and win some money."

Hearing that, Wang Feng's eyes instantly became round, and with Li Le and, the two of them sat together on the table.

"Let's just say it first, we are called the God of Hanging Horse. If anyone of you loses at that time, don't cry."

Wang Feng was brimming with confidence as he chuckled.