Chapter 067

Zhan Yue's tone was full of warmth, and it was obvious that this sentence had been lingering in his heart for a long time. Jiashan looked at him meaningfully, and felt that this obviously coquettish Prince Consort Zhan was really... very unique.

She couldn't help but tilt her slightly red face and murmured, "Don't say weird things."

Zhan Yue laughed. He leaned close to Jiashan's ear, gently rubbed her slender wrist, and said softly, "I saw that you were tired, so I wanted to rub your shoulders. What are you thinking about, princess?"

He hummed the last ending "hmm" slowly and even the lust in his eyes was gentle and polite. It seemed like it was really like what he said, as if there was really no distracting thoughts in his bright and clear mind.

Jiashan was about to say something back, but Zhan Yue suddenly lowered his stiff head like a large cat, which was rare, and rubbed Jiashan's neck carefully.

The pores on Jiashan's back suddenly shrank, presenting a subtle "hundred flowers blooming" posture, as if craving for some nectar.

Jiashan was shocked by her own mentality. She tentatively reached out and touched Zhan Yue's head, and said softly, "What's wrong? You were doing well just now."

Zhan Yue buried his head in the back of her neck and said, "I'll hold you for a while longer. When you move to the princess's mansion in the future, it will probably be inconvenient to hold you like this all the time."

Jiashan was stunned for a moment. Her long hair spread behind her and slid across Zhan Yue's face, like dark clouds and white snow, making Zhan Yue's face look even whiter and his eyes like stars.

Jiashan's heart softened, and she whispered, "I will move there in a few days."

"We have to move eventually." Zhan Yue leaned against her neck and said in a low voice, "Grandma is old, it's not easy for me to go with you."

His eyes were clear and his voice was calm as he asked, "Do you understand?"

Jiashan nodded.

Old Lady Wen was indeed old, and, according to her memory from her previous life, Old Lady Wen passed away in these two years.

After all, Zhan Yue and Old Lady Wen have been in love for twenty years. If you put yourself in her shoes, she wouldn't force her to do something like that.

Jiashan's eyes became softer, and she sighed with regret. She slowly opened her mouth and said, "I know."

"You should spend more time with your grandmother," Jiashan stared at him for a moment, curled his lips and said, "We still have a long time to go."

Zhan Yue smiled brightly and said, "Yes."

He pulled himself away from Jiashan's neck and asked, "Princess, do you have anything to say to me?"

He lowered his head slightly and wrapped Jiashan's cold palm with his hot palm. Zhan Yue's fingers slowly stroked the Nine Phoenix Bracelet given by Wen Lao Taijun on Jiashan's wrist.

"I noticed that you've been frowning all night," Zhan Yue said calmly, "You're worried about something."

Jiashan didn't expect that his every move was in her sight, and he was seen through in an instant.

Hearing Zhan Yue's words, Jia Shan straightened her back silently. She licked her lower lip and said carefully, "I do have one."

"What is it?" Zhan Yue stared at her with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Jiashan paused and remained strangely silent for a long time.

But Zhan Yue still stared at her relentlessly. Jia Shan's eyes moved slightly, and he finally asked crisply, "Have you ever seen the daughter of Lord Feng, the governor of Huguang?"

Zhan Yue's lips curved, he stretched out a long arm from under the quilt, and hugged Jiashan in his arms. He looked at Jiashan's beautiful profile and slowly said, "I thought it was something serious."

He suddenly wanted to laugh and said softly, "She has been in Huguang. I'll go see her there."

"Lord Feng recently came to Beijing for an assessment, and he brought his family with him." Jiashan looked up at him and asked, "Have you met Lord Feng recently?"

Zhan Yue hummed and said frankly: "I have seen this before."

He turned his head away, their faces were close together, and the air they breathed in and out almost blew into his face. Zhan Yue's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "Lord Feng is a wise man. Since I've married him, he won't bring up the past again."

"What happens between Miss Feng and I won't get to the point where the princess will get jealous." Zhan Yue saw Jiashan staring at him blankly, and as he spoke, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips that were licked by her until they were shiny.

Jiashan's pupils shrank slightly, but Zhan Yue pecked the soft pear-shaped cheek on her left side again. He smiled and said, "The princess is so jealous for no reason."

His tone was teasing and frivolous, a tone that only belonged to the bed. Perhaps he knew that Jiashan was a little unhappy, and wanted to casually turn the page.

Jiashan held up his head with one hand and looked at him quietly. He saw that Zhan Yue's eyes were indifferent, and at this moment his pupils were only filled with himself.

Her lips moved, the tip of her tongue trembled in the wind for a few times, and then she said in a hoarse voice: "I am worried about gains and losses."

"We already belong to each other." Jiashan gently held up Zhan Yue's face, her slightly cold fingertips sliding from the lines of his face to his chin. She said softly, "I shouldn't dwell on the past."

Zhan Yue's breathing couldn't help becoming heavier. He placed Jiashan's fingers to his lips one by one and kissed them.

Jiashan also narrowed her eyes, and she gently stroked Zhan Yue's high nose and thin lips with a little moisture on her fingertips.

This man is cold at other times, as if he is only childish and frivolous when facing herself.

What does she have to be afraid of?

Everything is different in this life, isn't it?

Jiashan tried to hold back the burning sensation on half of her body after he unbuttoned her clothes. She gently pushed aside the thin blanket that prevented their skin from touching each other and asked softly, "You still have to go to the Governor's Mansion tomorrow, is that okay?"

Zhan Yue had a lazy look on his face, which was as cold as the moonlight, but at this moment, a hint of joy appeared.

He said, "Don't worry."

"The princess said she was obsessed with the past." Zhan Yue's eyes were clear. He gently pressed Jia Shan's lips with his thin fingers, stopping her from saying anything else.

Zhan Yue lifted her trembling chin, and something in her body moved quietly. He said, "How can we be so worried about gains and losses in a relationship like ours?"

Jiashan uttered a "whoosh", his limbs went limp, and he shrank in Zhan Yue's arms like a kitten.

"But the princess will be jealous, I am very happy." Zhan Yue's voice was as low as water. He held her hand and said softly, "This is my princess, proof of her love for me."

Zhan Yue buried his face in her black hair and brushed his cold lips across the top of her head, touching it lightly as if it were a treasure.

Jiashan softened her heart and stretched out her hands, weakly wrapping them around Zhan Yue's back.

Not wanting someone to go too far, after receiving her "praise", she licked Jiashan's ear with her lips. Her earlobe was the most sensitive to touch, and she shuddered immediately.

Jiashan couldn't help curling up, gently pushed him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go away."

"Do you really want me to leave?" Zhan Yue blinked his eyelashes and smiled slightly.

Jiashan gave him a sly look and kept silent with her lips pursed. Zhan Yue then said loudly, "How can you get away?"

Jiashan was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the ground, so he pinched his waist intentionally.

Zhan Yue frowned, paused for a moment, and finally stopped making trouble. He just quietly brushed away the sweaty hair on Jiashan's forehead.

All the strong winds and strong rains were hidden under the silk quilt.

But when Jiashan woke up the next day, Zhan Yue had already left, and she had overslept again.

Su Yu and the others received Zhan Yue's instructions and chose the right time to call her, all with smiles on their faces: "The prince consort said he would come back for dinner in the evening, so we should reserve a table for him."

"He also said that if it was too late, the princess didn't have to wait for him and could just eat first."

Jiashan's face still had the paleness from the torture she had last night. She nodded, "I understand."

After a pause, Jia Shan said, "Don't do anything else today. Just concentrate on packing up. The princess's mansion has been repaired a long time ago. You can move in with me in a few days."

Su Yu was slightly startled, glanced at the auspicious quilt with dragons and phoenixes on the bed, and asked softly, "Where is the prince consort?"

"He still lives in the Duke of Anguo's Mansion." Jiashan said calmly.

Su Yu was stunned for a long time before she said, "Yes."

Jiashan then got up and changed his clothes.

Five days later, Jiashan finally moved to the princess's residence, which was a double blessing. A few days later, news came from the palace that Yuankang's eyes had really recovered.