Chapter 224 Ancient Literature (Twenty-Seven)
Duan Fuqing almost couldn't breathe after hearing this.
Chu Yun sat on the bed and told the story with a wronged look on her face, her lips pouting and her eyes red.
“I almost had my eyes gouged out…”
The kidnapper described by Chu Yun was ferocious, with a face full of flesh, and his eyes were wide open when he spoke. He was definitely a desperado.
Duan Fuqing was angry but also puzzled. What kind of person could come to Chu Yun for no reason? And even though Chu Yun said it was so serious, he returned unharmed.
Duan Fuqing was a little suspicious of Huo Xiao. Huo Xiao was the only one related to Chu Yun, and Huo Xiao was not in the capital. He didn't know why the little fool was secretly coveting him.
He sent Ye Lin to inquire about Su Shangqing, who had not been doing anything major recently. He would just go to the gate every night and a luxurious carriage would take him into the palace.
Since Su Shangqing has a relationship with the emperor, there is even less reason to do this.
And that foreigner, Ye Lin followed the trail and found the proton... but he wasn't sure, as there was no substantial evidence.
He stroked Chu Yun's long hair, the furry texture felt nice.
"Tell me, what color are that man's eyes?"
Duan Fuqing knew that a person's appearance could be changed, but the color of their eyes could not be changed.
"Dark brown, very fierce-looking, like a snake..."
Chu Yun tried to describe it in more detail. He was going to beat this guy up once he caught him!
"I understand. Are you afraid today?"
Chu Yun was actually not that scared. The kidnapper had no expression on his face the whole time. He was just trying to scare him out of spite. And after he started crying, the kidnapper knocked him unconscious and left.
"Could someone be playing a prank on me? I didn't bother anyone at the party... I barely even said a word!"
"What's a prank?"
Chu Yun couldn't put it into words for a moment:
"It's just... a prank is just a prank..."
Duan Fuqing didn't ask any more questions. His little idiot's ability to express himself was too poor, so he changed the subject.
"Did you make any new friends today?"
Chu Yun stood up.
"Of course!"
Duan Fuqing smiled casually, "Oh? Whose son is this?"
The little idiot opposite shook his head:
"It wasn't the young master, it was the girls. They gave me cakes and held my hands, looking very excited."
"Maybe they want to invite me to the next party."
Chu Yun was very happy to be liked by others. Although he could not understand what these people were saying, the emotions in their eyes were clearly expressed, and it was clearly a look of love.
Duan Fuqing's raised lips suddenly dropped.
"Where did you touch?! How could you let someone touch you!"
"Not touching..."
Duan Fuqing bit Chu Yun's hand angrily. It didn't hurt, it even felt itchy.
"You're so disgusting, all saliva..."
Chu Yun wiped her fingers on Duan Fuqing's pajamas in disgust.
"You don't even know how much you've eaten, and you still complain..."
Duan Fuqing was a little shy to say such reckless words, but the little fool was obviously even more shy than him.
"I don't want to play with you anymore!"
After saying that, he crawled into the quilt like a little quail and didn't come out.
Duan Fuqing liked to see him occasionally lose his temper and then he would act in a servile manner to comfort him.
"I'm sorry... please... play with me, please play with me."
The quail in the quilt poked its head out after hearing the apology, but was immediately bitten on the face by the malicious man.
"You! You're not sincerely apologizing to me!"
"I! Will! Never! Talk! To! You! Again!"
Duan Fuqing's fatigue of the day disappeared, he laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, he held the person and the quilt in his arms, and kept calling him "good boy".
The love in his heart was about to overflow. He wanted to do it, but was afraid of really making others angry.
So he just restrained himself and kissed him. The little fool was soft and fragrant everywhere. It was like an addiction. Duan Fuqing could no longer leave him.
…
Ning Ruoyuan finally arrived in the capital. He stayed in an inn and sold all the valuable jewelry he had collected from Lanyue Pavilion. He used the money to inquire about Chu Yun.
It went unexpectedly smoothly, and he didn't even have to spend any money. There was only one young man named Duan in Beijing.
He also knew that the person who had dinner with him that time was Young Master Duan San, Xiaoyun was his servant, and they... were about to get married.
"Get married? Didn't you understand? I'm talking about Master Duan. There's another handsome young man beside him. Are you sure I'm talking about them?!"
“That’s right!”
Ning Ruoyuan was at a loss for a moment. The belief that supported him to escape was Xiaoyun. He didn't know where he could go or what he could do.
He wandered around the streets. In this huge capital city, he and Xiaoyun were in the same place, seeing the same scenery and breathing the same air.
But Ning Ruyuan's heart was as cold as the silent lake.
What to do...what should he do?
*
"Get married?! Why does Duan San have the right?!"
When Huo Xiao came back, he heard this annoying and humiliating news. How could his wife become Duan San's fiancée?
Huo Xiao was so angry that he was about to argue, but was stopped by the old slave.
"General, are you sure that Mr. Duan's fiancée is your wife from your hometown? But I heard from others that General Huo only has an old mother in his hometown and no wives or concubines."
Huo Xiao was once too ashamed to admit this, so no one knew about it.
But there was no time. The servants in Pingyang County Government had all left and scattered, and he had no time to find anyone to testify. By the time he really found someone, Chu Yun would probably have been married.
Moreover... Chu Yun was not his wife. She was not married into the family through the process of three matchmakers and six engagements. They didn't even go through the stage of taking a concubine. She entered the mansion in an illicit way.
Huo Xiao knew that many servants looked down on him, but he did not stop them because he looked down on them too.
As soon as the old slave saw him like this, he understood.
"General, let bygones be bygones... One should look forward. You're still young, and you won't have trouble finding someone you like in the future..."
When Huo Xiao heard this, he felt scared and panicked, as if he and Chu Yun were destined not to be together. His eyes were red and his face was full of resentment.
"But I...but he was once mine..."
"Everyone knows now that Chu Yun is the fiancée of Mr. Duan San, but..."
Yes... Duan San was able to withstand the pressure and marry a servant as his wife, not a concubine. Duan San announced in the capital and told his parents that he wanted to marry Chu Yun in a formal way.
Everyone in the capital knows that Chu Yun is Duan San's fiancée, but no one knows that Chu Yun was once his...
Huo Xiao recalled what Master Ruyuan said in the carriage.
——Maybe this is God giving the general a chance to start over.
But is it an opportunity or a punishment? When he had to have Chu Yun, he found that Chu Yun had no memory and had forgotten the past.
When he was about to come back to live a good life with Chu Yun, there was someone else around Chu Yun.
Huo Xiao waved his hand dejectedly and went back into the room.
"Send a pot of wine."
*
"Hello, please tell Master Xiaoyun that Ning Ruyuan is here to visit."
Ning Ruoyuan still didn't want to give up. He was not a good person to begin with. They hadn't even gotten married yet. The future was uncertain. Maybe Chu Yun had forgotten him after so much time. He came too late, and let the bastard Duan Fuqing take advantage of him.
Ning Ruoyuan forced out the most dazzling smile.
The boy at the door was so confused that he started to think a little.
"Master Xiaoyun? Do you have a visiting card?"
"I came in a hurry and didn't bring any visiting cards. Just let me know, brother."
There have been quite a few people visiting their house recently, but none of them have any invitation cards. It is said that Young Master Xiaoyun cannot write, which has benefited the gatekeeper. Many people would give him money to pass the message, and he has made a lot of money during this period.
The young man in front of him was the most handsome, so the servant didn't ask for any money.
"Sir, come wait here. The sun is bright."
"Thank you very much."
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