“Knock knock knock~”
"Old General, the eldest lady has gone back to her room to sleep. The young master and Miss Qingcheng have also left the study and are now touring Hibiscus Courtyard at night!"
In Qingrong Courtyard, in Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin's bedroom, the husband and wife were preparing to rest when they suddenly heard Feng Cang knocking on the door to report.
"Let them be!" Feng Jingyun sighed slightly and shouted outside the door.
"Yes, old general!"
Hearing Feng Jingyun's powerful voice coming from the room, Feng Cang immediately retreated and returned to the ear room to rest.
"This is against the rules. I'll go separate them!"
Upon hearing this, Mulan Jin glanced at his old wife beside him, then got up from the bed, put on his coat, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to walk out the door, as if he was going to break up the couple.
"Mulan, you old fool, come back quickly!" Seeing his serious look, Feng Jingyun hurriedly grabbed him.
"But, Xiao Yunyun, didn't you say that Hua Qingcheng has many husbands at home and Chengfeng can't be allowed to marry a fickle woman?" Mulan Jin touched his beard, which was more than an inch long, and said lightly.
“Cough cough cough…”
"Didn't I...didn't I not understand the situation before?" Feng Jingyun was choked by Mulanjin's words, and his face suddenly became hot.
"She is Lingyan's daughter, no matter what. What's more, this is a good thing and should be kept within the family. One is the adopted grandson and the other is the granddaughter, they are all family members. What's more... they have already made a covenant to be married since birth. Who doesn't have a youthful time when they like to be under the moonlight and flowers? Let them be." Feng Jingyun stretched out his hand, slightly twisted Mulanjin's waist, and scolded her.
"Well, you're right anyway!"
Mulanjin touched her waist which was itchy from being twisted, curled her lips, and looked at Feng Jingyun with resentment.
Although Hua Qingcheng's identity has not been confirmed, Feng Jingyun and Nalan Yunzhi are both certain that Hua Qingcheng is Ling Yan's daughter.
…
It was already 2:30 PM, the 25th day of the eighth month, a still and dark night, thick with mist and a cool, moonless air.
The evening breeze blew gently, occasionally bringing the delicate fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus to the courtyard. Under the dim light of lanterns on the roadside, Hua Qingcheng and Si Chengfeng walked side by side in the elegant and quiet Hibiscus Courtyard.
Si Chengfeng, dressed in moon-white brocade clothes, with his black hair tied up high and secured with a mutton-fat jade crown, holds Hua Qingcheng in one hand and gently waves a folding fan in the other, looking handsome, elegant and dashing.
Hua Qingcheng was still wearing the same red and black outfit she wore during the day. Her handsome face, neat clothes, and cool and elegant temperament made her look heroic but also exuding an abstinent and seductive charm.
"I'm sorry, Afeng. I wanted to hold a wedding ceremony with you at the General's Mansion, but now I'm afraid I have to postpone it."
When the two of them reached the rockery in the garden, Hua Qingcheng suddenly stopped, tightened her interlocked hands with Si Chengfeng, and looked at him with an apologetic look. After all, in this country where women valued men's reputation, letting Si Chengfeng follow her without any status was really unfair to him.
"Qingcheng, I've said it before, I don't care about these things. Si Lingfeng died nine years ago, and the one who is alive now is Si Chengfeng. Every day now is earned for me. I am already very content to be able to know you, love you and stay with you. Why should I worry about those worldly views?" Si Chengfeng extended his fan and smiled, his eyes full of tenderness when he looked at Hua Qingcheng.
"Afeng, I promise you that I will give you a wedding ceremony in the future. If you agree, I will discuss it with your stepmother and others tomorrow, and we will go to the yamen to get the marriage certificate first." Hua Qingcheng looked at Si Chengfeng with burning eyes and spoke very solemnly.
"I have no objection. You decide." Si Chengfeng smiled.
Si Chengfeng, born with the Ice Toad cold poison, has now cleared all of the toxins from his body. He's less yandere than he used to be when the cold flared up, and more heroic. With his charming eyes, straight nose, and thin lips, he's dressed in white, graceful as a swaying orchid, his smile like the bright moon in his arms. His unparalleled beauty is tempered by a touch of unrestrained elegance.
"Afeng, thank you!"
Hua Qingcheng pulled Si Chengfeng over, put her hand around his neck, and then, like a dragonfly touching the water, she gave Si Chengfeng a soft and fragrant kiss on his thin lips.
The sudden but fleeting sweetness and softness were like a gentle breeze, the shining moon, or the moistening rain. The flapping of a butterfly's wings was more like being gently tickled by a feather, slightly touching Si Chengfeng's heart.
"Alluring~"
Si Chengfeng looked at Hua Qingcheng, his lustful eyes suddenly filled with honey, so soft that it seemed as if water could drip out. He gently held Hua Qingcheng's face and then placed his lips on her forehead, eyes, and nose. His movements were light and delicate, pious and gentle.
"Afeng~"
Hua Qingcheng whispered softly, and her warm breath swept across Si Chengfeng's face, warm and itchy. Si Chengfeng's throat rolled, and finally he couldn't help but lean down and kissed Hua Qingcheng's sweet and soft lips.
With a bit of domineering possession, silent restraint and tolerance, and also with a bit of cautious care, Si Chengfeng gently pried open Hua Qingcheng's teeth with his tongue, and then slid his tender tongue into her moist mouth, greedily grabbing the fragrant saliva from Hua Qingcheng's mouth, savoring the sweetness and mellowness with her breath.
The man's kiss was overbearing and intense, yet gentle and lingering, a perfect reflection of the unyielding character beneath his gentle exterior. Hua Qingcheng immediately raised her arms to hold her boss Chengfeng's shoulders, responding enthusiastically.
On this moonless yet warm night, in the Hibiscus Courtyard emitting the gentle light of lanterns and the fragrance of osmanthus, two figures, one in white and one in red and black, embraced each other intimately. It was a quarter of an hour before their passionate kiss ended.
"Afeng, do you know why the Emperor specifically instructed us to postpone the wedding ceremony?"
At around four quarters past midnight, Hua Qingcheng and Si Chengfeng came to the lotus pond in Furong Courtyard. The gentle evening breeze brought the refreshing fragrance of lotus flowers from time to time. The two of them snuggled up to each other and chatted on a bench in the pavilion nearby.
Although it is now mid-autumn, the carefully cultivated lotus flowers in this lotus pond are still in full bloom. The round, emerald green lotus leaves, like small open umbrellas, dance gently in the evening breeze, creating a variety of graceful movements.
"Qingcheng, we have no way of understanding the emperor's thoughts, so just do as he says."
Si Chengfeng smiled warmly, but his smile didn't reach his eyes. Although he had some suspicions in his mind, he didn't want to speak out before the facts were confirmed, so as not to cause Hua Qingcheng more trouble. Moreover, the emperor's actions probably had a deeper meaning...
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