Chapter 955 The Lord is Not Skilled at Spelling People's Hearts 19
The jade beads on the earrings made a pleasant clinking sound as they swayed.
It sounds wonderful.
At least, that's what Yu Sheng thinks.
...
At the foot of Mount Emei in Pingyue Town, Song Jinhuan and Yu Sheng boarded a small boat.
The lake was shrouded in twilight, its surface shimmering with mist, the sound of flowing water echoing from all around, and a few boats slowly moving in the distance.
Song Jinhuan found a small window, leaned over it and looked out. The cool river breeze caressed her cheeks, making her squint comfortably.
"Ah Sheng, this scenery is so beautiful!"
Yu Sheng stood beside her, glanced at Jiang Jing, and asked, "Do you like it?"
Song Jinhuan nodded, "I feel like my mind has broadened a lot!"
The river views in the border region are even more magnificent than here.
If I were to see it, I would surely be even happier.
With a smile in his eyes, he said calmly, "Yes, I'm glad you like it."
Song Jinhuan propped her head up and admired the view for a while when suddenly, dazzling fireworks rose into the sky in the distance.
Its splendor is reflected on the river.
It was also reflected in the girl's eyes.
She excitedly tugged at Yu Sheng, "Ah Sheng! Fireworks! We can actually see fireworks!"
"This is so lucky!"
Yu Sheng raised his hand and gently patted her head. "You're so happy, make a wish."
Song Jinhuan smiled and said, "I've never heard of making a wish while watching fireworks."
Yu Sheng's large hand lingered on her head for a few seconds, his eyes flashing as he said, "According to the rules of the territory, the person who wins first place in the competition can have one wish granted."
"As long as you speak your wish, it will come true."
Song Jinhuan had only ever heard that wishes would not come true if spoken aloud, but he never expected that the customs of the border regions would be so different.
She thought it in her heart, and naturally she said it out loud.
The man frowned and asked doubtfully, "If you don't tell me, who will help you fulfill your wish?"
Song Jinhuan blinked. "Can't I do it myself?"
Yu Sheng nodded. "Of course."
"Huanhuan, hurry up and make a wish, the fireworks are almost over," he reminded her.
Song Jinhuan immediately made a wish in his heart to die peacefully in his old age.
Yu Sheng's expectation of fulfilling someone else's wish for the first time in his life was dashed, and he looked at the shimmering water with some disappointment.
At midnight, the two returned to Mount Emei.
After washing up, the two lay down in their own spot.
Song Jinhuan yawned lazily and said softly, "Asheng, thank you for today."
Yu Sheng pulled the blanket up to his chest, his slender fingers slowly untying the little braid. "Huanhuan, you don't need to be so polite."
Song Jinhuan couldn't contain her joy and rolled around on the bed a couple of times. Suddenly, a thought popped into her mind, and she asked curiously:
"Ah Sheng, if the sect competition results in a last place, does that mean we can't make a wish?"
The dark voice of the man did not come immediately.
Song Jinhuan waited a moment, then softly called out, "Asheng?"
Are you there?
"Um."
"You can make a wish."
"Because it's Huanhuan."
Concise and to the point.
But Song Jinhuan inexplicably understood what he meant, because it was her, so no matter what, she could make a wish.
Yu Sheng turned to face her and asked softly, "So, what did you wish for?"
Why won't his future wife give him a chance to serve her?
Elder Xichen is right. He does need to work harder to gain his future wife's complete trust.
Song Jinhuan belatedly realized, "You want to help me achieve that?"
Yu Sheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Let your hand hang down from the bedside."
Song Jinhuan exclaimed "Huh?" and obediently lowered her head.
He was caught in one go.
Then she felt that hand being gently shaken by the other person.
Yu Sheng's deep voice then rang out, "Tell me about it, my future wife."
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