Chapter 188: Hou Mansion
On the other side, Shen Yuling was brought into the Guiming Marquis' Mansion by Feng Moheng.
Feng Moheng held her hand, the warmth of his palm seemed to melt her, and he led her through the winding corridors towards Lingxin Courtyard.
The two walked to a gravel path. There were willows swaying on both sides of the road. The slender willow branches danced in the wind, like fairies in green dancing.
After walking along the path for a while, we arrived at the gate of Lingxinyuan.
Shen Yuling looked up and saw a plaque hanging high above the door lintel, with the three big characters "Lingxinyuan" inscribed on it. The font was elegant and freehand, and quite charming.
"I built this yard specifically for you."
Shen Yuling nodded.
The two of them stepped over the threshold and walked into the courtyard.
The maids in the courtyard had already stood in two neat rows. When they saw them coming in, they all bowed and saluted, saying in unison: "This servant greets the Marquis and the Madam."
Feng Moheng nodded slightly and said calmly: "You all should go and take care of your own things."
After saying this, the maids withdrew, leaving only the two of them in the quiet courtyard.
Shen Yuling began to look around the yard carefully.
The courtyard is quite spacious, surrounded by colorful flowers of all kinds.
Her residence is an exquisite two-story attic. Even before stepping in, one can feel the elegant atmosphere from the outside.
Feng Moheng stared at her, his eyes full of expectation: "Do you like it?"
To be fair, Shen Yuling thought that the courtyard was indeed beautiful and the style was what she liked.
She nodded slightly, a faint smile on her lips.
Feng Moheng was also very happy to see that she was satisfied.
She was willing to go with him, and the thought of revenge on Quan Minghe in his heart gradually faded away like a wisp of smoke.
At this moment, he just wanted to spend the future with her in Ruijin County like a fairy couple, stay away from the troubles of the world, and never step into Quan Minghe's sight again.
Whenever he thought about the life he dreamed of coming true, Feng Moheng felt extremely happy.
While Shen Yuling wasn't paying attention, he suddenly stretched out his arms, picked her up steadily, and walked towards the attic with big strides.
The maid at the door hurried forward and opened it.
Feng Moheng carried her into the house and went straight to the room on the second floor.
Inside the house, the curtains fluttered gently in the wind.
There was a soft blanket on the floor.
Next to the window, there is a beauty couch. The sunlight shines through the window and shines on the couch, forming a golden spot of light.
Feng Moheng put Shen Yuling on the couch.
The soft sunlight just happened to shine on her face, causing her to close her eyes unconsciously.
Feng Moheng gazed at her bathing in the sun and felt that the scene before him was like a dream.
Three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and under the caress of the sun, they glowed with a soft and charming luster. A few strands of hair playfully hung down on the snow-white neck, adding a bit of delicateness and charm.
She has curved eyebrows, a straight nose, and naturally rosy lips. Her already fair skin appears even more translucent under the sunlight, as if one can see the delicate texture through her skin.
She was wearing a light pink silk dress with lifelike crabapple flowers carefully embroidered on the hem.
The sunlight fell on her, outlining a layer of glittering golden edge for her. She was as beautiful as a fairy walking out of a painting, dreamy and enchanting.
He half-knelt beside the beauty couch and stretched out his hand to block the sunlight that made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Whispered affectionately: "Yuling, you finally come back to me."
Shen Yuning stretched out her green right hand, held Feng Moheng's left cheek, and opened her red lips slightly: "Very happy?"
Feng Moheng tilted his head slightly and rubbed his handsome face against her palm.
It looks like a docile cat, with a bit of attachment and dependence.
He replied heavily, "Well, I've never experienced such joy as regaining what I lost."
Shen Yuning tilted her head slightly, a sly look flashing in her eyes: "Just now I heard the maids calling me Madam, so from now on, what is my status as your Madam?"
Feng Moheng sat up straight: "From now on, you will be the daughter of Yu Chong, a wealthy businessman in Ruijin County, Yu Qinghuan."
"In a month, I will hold a grand wedding ceremony and invite all the important people in the county to attend our wedding banquet."
When he said this, Feng Moheng's eyes were as bright as stars.
The Shen Yuling and Feng Moheng of the past have disappeared like a passing cloud. From now on, he will be the Marquis of Guiming, and she will be the dignified wife of the Marquis of Guiming.
Shen Yuling frowned slightly and opened her red lips: "One month later?"
Seeing that she seemed to have doubts, Feng Moheng explained: "Don't you think a month is too short? Don't worry, I started planning our wedding as early as when you promised me to leave Quan Minghe."
"This month is to tailor a unique wedding dress for you and satisfy every detail you want."
Shen Yuling nodded slightly.
This is her third marriage.
She understands the process.
But I was still thinking about how to let Feng Moheng kill Liu Jingyi personally, but now I think that perhaps this wedding is the perfect opportunity.
However, before getting married, she must find Liu Jingyi first.
Shen Yuling pretended to be angry. As she spoke, she gently tapped Feng Moheng's chest with her index finger, again and again: "Feng Moheng, when did I agree to marry you? You actually made your own decision."
Feng Moheng naturally heard from her tone that she was not angry.
He leaned forward and pressed himself on top of her, his hands on either side of her. His tall body completely blocked the sunlight coming in through the window, leaving only a warm shadow covering her.
He lowered his head slightly, staring at her with burning eyes: "So... do you agree now?"
Shen Yuling smiled playfully: "You didn't even give me a betrothal gift, and you want me to agree?"
Feng Moheng said without hesitation, "The real estate, land, and farms under my name will naturally belong to Madam. Apart from these, all the income and expenditure of the Marquis' Mansion will also be managed by Madam in the future. Is this okay?"
Shen Yuling raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of amusement in her eyes: "Then can I take charge after I get married, or am I the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion from now on?"
She held Feng Moheng's face in her hands and stroked it gently with her fingers, and the air was suddenly filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Feng Moheng stared at her blankly, and was a little dazed for a moment, as if he was bewildered by her beauty. He didn't hear what she said at all, but just responded subconsciously: "You can do it anytime you want. You have been the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion for a long time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the love in Feng Moheng's eyes was like a burning flame, and he could no longer suppress it.
He slowly lowered his head and gently kissed Shen Yuling on her lips.
Shen Yuling raised her head slightly and responded to him softly.
Maybe she has acted too much and has come into contact with many different kinds of men in the circle, so she has long seen through the nature of men. She does not believe in love, so she only cares about physical enjoyment.
To say that I have a strong dislike for Feng Moheng, I don't really have that.
After all, the hatred that penetrated deep into the bone belonged to the original owner.
As far as Shen Yuling was concerned, she had no objection to Feng Moheng's closeness. It was just love between a man and a woman, and she just enjoyed it.
Perhaps many women will scoff at her idea because they prefer the unity of love and sex. They hate that men can completely separate love and sex, and they themselves do not want to be such a person.
But Shen Yuling knew that she could not change the man's mind, so she changed her own mind. When she lived with a man's thinking, her life would be pleasant and happy. Why not do it? Why bother yourself with so much trouble?
She may be considered a "bad woman" by the public, but she thinks she should get along with different men.
Take Quan Minghe for example, he is extremely powerful and has a wealth of knowledge.
When talking about love with him, Shen Yuling could feel a resonance of souls, and sometimes they were in perfect harmony at a certain moment. Shen Yuling could compose a poem casually and he could continue with it; she could dance and he could paint.
Unfortunately, Kwon Myung-hyuk is not a man who can please women. The majesty and reserve of an emperor always inadvertently distances them from each other.
As for Feng Moheng, Shen Yuling seldom played chess with him, recited poems or painted with him, or listened to music and watched dance with him.
It's not that Feng Moheng is ignorant, but in terms of spiritual communication, he can't touch Shen Yuling's inner thoughts as accurately as Quan Minghe.
But Feng Moheng knows how to please women.
Especially when the two of them were intimate, he would always put Shen Yuling's feelings first. Every subtle movement and every gentle touch seemed to express his cherishment for her, striving to make her feel the ultimate comfort and pleasure.
Fortunately, Shen Yuling is not a person who sticks to worldly rules and regulations. She does not set limits for herself and can enjoy the diverse emotions and experiences in the world with ease.
After a long time, Feng Moheng reluctantly stopped kissing.
Shen Yuling's lips were wet from being kissed, and looked red and smooth, like delicate and tempting petals.
Feng Moheng was like a child seeking favor: "Do you like me to kiss you?"
Shen Yuling raised her eyebrows and had to admit that Feng Moheng was very skilled at kissing.
She smiled lightly and responded generously: "I like it."
Feng Moheng smiled purely and brilliantly, as if all the haze had been swept away, and there was no longer the gloom and haze of the past in his eyes. At this moment, he was like a clean and innocent child.
Shen Yuling held his face and kissed him on the lips.
If Feng Moheng could always stay like this, he would be quite likable.
Unfortunately, he is like a fickle child. When he gets candy, he is a pure and cute little puppy; once he is not satisfied, he will instantly turn into a sick and paranoid little wolfdog.
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