Chapter 41 Mingyue knew that he was always a little different to her...

Cui Yiluo chuckled and turned away.

There was a rustling sound of clothes behind him, and his movements were deliberately trying to suppress the sound.

They had been honest with each other many times, but he still couldn't undress in front of her under the bed.

In the past, she would not stop until she had teased him until his whole body was tense and his breathing was disordered. But the situation was different today. If she delayed him from changing clothes and missed the start of the show, it would be troublesome if he had to go back to the Jiang Mansion.

"alright."

His voice sounded particularly cold and clear amid the noisy sounds of the crowd that filtered through the car window.

Cui Yiluo turned around and saw that he had already changed his clothes. Even though he changed in the carriage, he wore his clothes as neatly as usual, and his hair was not messy.

But the clothes he wore were chosen by her personally, as if they had some kind of intimate connection. Cui Yiluo's eyes fell on the moon-white robe, and a strange and complicated emotion inexplicably arose in her heart.

Jiang Yunjin sat upright with his eyes downcast, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Cui Yiluo opened the window and looked at the scene outside. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the streets were filled with cars and horses. Cui Yiluo was not used to the hustle and bustle, so she closed the window again.

She asked casually, "Have you ever watched a play before?"

There was a moment of silence beside him, and then his voice became almost unnoticeable: "No."

Cui Yiluo was stunned.

Back in Ningzhou, she'd occasionally had the opportunity to take Lilan to the theatre, or to go with other girls she knew. While she was still in Ningzhou, and still under the yoke of the Yao family, she'd had these opportunities. Shengjing was the most prosperous city, with a constant influx of opera troupes from all over the country. Yet, Jiang Yunjin had never been to a theatre. She'd assumed he'd only gone rarely.

She suddenly couldn't understand to what extent his parents had disciplined him before. The etiquette, diligence, and strict rules seemed to have been integrated into his blood since he could remember, and could no longer be separated from them.

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became a little dull.

After a while, Cui Yiluo suddenly rested her hands on the small table, holding up her beautiful face, and smiled at Jiang Yunjin, "So your husband's first time watching a play was with Yiluo?"

The setting sun shone diagonally on her slender, snow-white neck and shoulders, but her smile was even brighter and more radiant. Jiang Yunjin turned his face to the side, and the dark shadow in his eyes slowly melted away.

"Um."

It seems helpless, but I have to admit it.

Cui Yiluo chuckled, "So, many of my husband's first times were with Yiluo."

The first contact, the first kiss, the first hug, his life was completely intruded by her, the little things every day and night, the little entanglements, she completely left a mark on him, no matter how disciplined, abstinent and restrained he was, he could not erase it.

But in fact, it’s not just him. Isn’t she the same as him?

Although she admitted that she did not love Jiang Yunjin, she could not deny that he was always a little different to her.

Her eyes darkened, and she opened her red lips slightly: "Then am I the most different to my husband?"

She stared at his cold, resolute profile and asked softly, her tone so light that it seemed as if she was just asking casually.

Jiang Yunjin obviously paused, pursed his thin lips, turned his head, and his dark eyes met hers. The atmosphere in their eye contact was stagnant.

He was about to open his mouth when Cui Yiluo suddenly smiled, stopping him from answering. She said jokingly, "After all, I'm the only one who has seen a side of my husband that no one else has, right?"

The appearance that others have never seen is of course clear in its direction.

Jiang Yunjin's expression changed, as if he was helpless, but also as if he wanted to stop something. He tapped the table with his fingers as a warning.

"Cui Yiluo."

Cui Yiluo chuckled.

He was clearly calling her full name, but it didn't intimidate her at all, just like the last time she sat on him.

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed. A few moments later, the carriage stopped outside Fenghua Tower, and Cui Yiluo got out.

Fenghua Tower's new play tonight seemed to be making quite a splash in the capital, with many dignitaries flocking to the venue, and numerous luxurious carriages parked in front of the gate. It seemed the young actor was truly in high demand.

Cui Yiluo was thinking in her heart, and when she walked to the door, she found that Jiang Yunjin had not followed her.

She looked back and saw Jiang Yunjin standing tall beside the carriage, whispering to Wen Feng what had happened. His face was as gloomy as water, and his aura was sharp, even revealing a fierceness. It was a different feeling from his usual calm and intimidating aura, and she had never seen it before.

The fierce aggression came with such sharpness that Cui Yiluo was stunned unconsciously.

As if he had sensed something, Jiang Yunjin lowered his eyes, glanced at Wen Feng lightly, quickly gave a few instructions, and then walked over.

Holding the wooden sign given by Jiang Zhaoyue, the servant immediately and attentively led the few people into the private room, and they had a smooth journey.

The front of the private room faces the stage and has an extremely wide view. Cui Yiluo thought to herself that this was worthy of being the seat chosen by Jiang Zhaoyue.

The two sides are separated by a very high landscape screen and a bead curtain, which makes the isolation very strong. Although the person in the private room next door is very close, he cannot even see the other person's shadow clearly.

The table was filled with fresh pomegranates and grapes, plump and fresh, as well as exquisite pastries, as if taking into account the different preferences of different guests. The incense burning in the Boshan stove had only a faint fragrance.

"What kind of tea would you like?"

Jiang Yunjin didn't say anything, but just looked at her, as if he was willing to accept her choice.

"Junshan Silver Needle."

Jiang Yunjin's eyes darkened.

Cui Yiluo looked at him with a smile, "Doesn't my husband love this tea the most?"

Jiang Yunjin pursed his lips, slightly lowering the corners of his lips, "Thank you."

"My husband is being so reserved. Of course, my husband's affairs are extremely important, and Yiluo always takes them to heart."

She smiled openly and looked at Jiang Yunjin, but found that his expression was not uncomfortable as she had imagined, but slightly darker, as if he was suppressing a contradictory and tangled emotion.

"What's wrong? My husband doesn't believe Yiluo?"

"No," Jiang Yunjin said calmly, "You and I are husband and wife, so I trust you."

"You believe me too, don't you?"

He raised his eyes to look at her, his deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate into her heart, revealing a bit of strength.

Cui Yiluo's throat stagnated for a moment before she smiled and said, "Of course, how could Yiluo not trust her husband?"

She had only been teasing him, but he had taken her words so seriously, responding to them in a rigid manner. The strange feeling in her heart grew even stronger, completely destroying her interest.

The man lowered his eyes, his eyes darkening.

Suddenly, a startling gong sounded downstairs, completely dispelling the noise in the building.

The show began, and the chatter around them completely quieted down. Everyone just looked intently at the stage. Cui Yiluo also collected her thoughts and looked at the stage.

This play is indeed very novel. It tells the story of a scholar from a poor family who falls in love with a lady from a noble family. They break through the constraints of ethics and oppose their elders, but finally get married.

The plot was full of ups and downs, and there were many spectators sitting in front of the stage, and applause and cheers could be heard from time to time.

But the private room was completely quiet.

Cui Yiluo glanced at Jiang Yunjin secretly. She had not learned about the play in advance and did not expect that this was the scene being performed. As a person who attached great importance to etiquette, he would definitely not be able to bear to see such love. The love between a man and a woman that wanted to break free from the constraints, he might even think that staging this play was immoral.

But Cui Yiluo was a little surprised to see him looking at the stage calmly.

If he could really do anything so seriously, she really admired him.

He was concentrating on watching the play, and Cui Yiluo quietly shifted her gaze back to the scholar who was confronting the grandmother of the noble lady in the play.

Is this the popular and exceptionally handsome young man that cousin Zhaoyue mentioned?

Cui Yiluo frowned and began to look at the face carefully, trying to discern the man's appearance beneath the makeup.

But no matter how she looked at it, she felt it was nothing special.

His nose bridge is not high enough, not as straight as Jiang Yunjin's, and his eyebrows and eyes are not heroic enough, not as good-looking as Jiang Yunjin's dark and cold eyebrows and eyes.

Cui Yiluo looked at him inch by inch and felt that he was not handsome in any way. Although Jiang Yunjin was old-fashioned and boring, and also very particular about rules, in terms of appearance, Cui Yiluo felt that she had never seen a man more handsome than Jiang Yunjin.

She couldn't deny that she had chosen him for this reason.

Thinking of this, Cui Yiluo raised the corners of her eyes again and glanced at the man sitting upright with his back straight beside her. The nobility of a child from a noble family and the aura of dominance of a person in power were perfectly integrated in him, as white as snow on the mountain.

Looking at the young man on the stage with makeup on, he is obviously far inferior.

Cui Yiluo was looking at the stage and apparently didn't notice that the man next to her had a gloomy expression.

The young man was handsome. On the way to the private room, he heard many girls and boys talking about him. Jiang Zhaoyue also mentioned this matter yesterday, and it was obvious that she came here for this young man.

But she seemed to be watching him, afraid that he would find out.

Jiang Yunjin picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, the fragrance of Junshan Yinzhen permeated his eyes.

The play was halfway through and was reaching a tense climax on stage. The emotions were so intense that even the sound of drinking tea in the building suddenly became less frequent.

"girl."

Lilan suddenly came in from outside the door, walked behind Cui Yiluo and called out softly.

Her voice was drowned out by the loud singing on the stage. Cui Yiluo glanced at Jiang Yunjin and saw that he was staring at the stage as if absorbed in it. She felt relieved and moved lightly, then stood up and left the private room with Lilan.

With her back to the stage, the singing in the corridor became much quieter and it seemed quite peaceful. Cui Yiluo looked around and saw that everyone was in the private room, and the audience downstairs were also sitting in their seats watching the show attentively. No one noticed the two people who suddenly appeared in the corridor.

"What's wrong?"

After all, they were outside and out of sight, so Cui Yiluo lowered her voice cautiously.

"Miss, the people from Ningzhou have been taken to Luoyun Lane. When they saw that I was accompanied by guards, they knew they couldn't resist and were quite sensible."

Cui Yiluo felt relieved after hearing this.

"But..." Lilan said again.

Cui Yiluo frowned.

"Yao is truly cunning. She actually wrote a letter and sent it to the eldest master in advance. I wonder if it has been delivered in the past two days. What should I do?"

If Yao wrote a letter to Jiang Yunjin, Jiang Yunjin would see it. With his upbringing, it would be impossible for him to ignore his wife's parents. What's more, they had never met before they got married. Now they came to Shengjing from afar. Even if they did not live in the Jiang family, they would definitely meet them.

If they really meet, Cui Yiluo would probably find it difficult to control the situation.

After all, Jiang Yunjin and she were not of the same mind. If they were an ordinary couple, she might not have to worry so much.

Therefore, she originally wanted to deal with that family privately, and from beginning to end, Jiang Yunjin would not know that they had been there.

She ordered in a calm voice: "You should pay more attention these two days and don't let him receive the letter."

"yes."

Cui Yiluo looked around again. It was empty and there was no one around.

She felt a little relieved. If she stayed out for too long, Jiang Yunjin would inevitably notice something.

She hurried back to the private room.

When he sat down, Jiang Yunjin obviously noticed her leaving.

"What happened?"

His eyes seemed somewhat dark in the bright candlelight, and his aura was low.

Cui Yiluo smiled brightly, looking very calm: "Nothing, I just drank too much tea, so I went to change clothes."

Jiang Yunjin looked at her for a few moments, and the cloud in his eyes grew darker.

After a few breaths, he hummed softly and turned his eyes away.

Seeing that he was watching the show seriously again, Cui Yiluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now she thought he was going to notice her.

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I'm a bit stuck today, I'll write more tomorrow, sorry guys.