"Afeng~"
"Afeng~"
Seeing that Si Chengfeng was stunned for a long time and the food on the table was not touched at all, Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but wake him up.
"Qingcheng, they..."
Si Chengfeng came to his senses and immediately leaned over to Hua Qingcheng's ear and told her that the man and woman at the next table were his cousins.
The strange thing was that the other party actually said that he didn't want to see them. But the fact was, since Si Chengfeng's father passed away, in all these years, Si Chengfeng had never seen anyone from the Meng family come to see him, so how could he refuse to see them?
Also, where did the claim that the general bullied others by taking advantage of his power come from? If it weren't for the general Feng Cailan, Si Lingfeng would have long since become a ghost. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the general was his reborn mother and father.
"A Feng, this is indeed strange. I'm sure there must be some hidden reason or misunderstanding."
Hua Qingcheng had naturally heard the conversation between the Meng siblings at the next table, but she hadn't expected them to be the children of Aunt Si Chengfeng. Furthermore, from what they had just said, it seemed as though this daughter of the Meng family was involved in some marital relationship with her own son, Afeng.
Thinking of this, Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly and looked at Si Chengfeng with full of ridicule, which made him feel uneasy.
"Qingcheng, you know that there is only you in my heart, there is no room for anyone else..." Si Chengfeng smiled and whispered in Hua Qingcheng's ear.
The warm and moist breath filled Hua Qingcheng's ears, making her heart feel like being tickled by a feather, and her mind couldn't help but ripple. Her eyes looking at Si Chengfeng were also stained with lust.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Si Huli, hurry up and eat. We have to go back to the room to take a shower and rest later."
Looking at Hua Qingcheng and Si Chengfeng who were completely oblivious to others and whispering to themselves, Han Yichen first placed a bowl of rice in front of Si Chengfeng, then picked up a large bowl, scooped half of each dish on the table into it, and then placed it on the table in front of Si Chengfeng.
Han Yichen finally used his method to stop Si Chengfeng and Hua Qingcheng from whispering. After dinner, Hua Qingren and his group went to the room on the second floor of the inn to rest.
Due to the large number of guests, they only booked four rooms. Hua Qingcheng and Situ Ye stayed in Room 2, while Han Yichen and Si Chengfeng stayed next to them. Coincidentally, Han Yichen was staying in Room 3, the same room he'd stayed in before. As for Room 1, Feng Wen, Feng Wu, and Kang Fulai were staying in Room 2.
"Haoling, take a shower and rest early, we have to travel early tomorrow morning."
"Okay. Sister, you should rest early too."
After talking to his elder sister Meng Yuzhen, Meng Haoling returned to his room. He happened to live in Room No. 4, next to Han Yichen and Si Chengfeng.
"Now that I've seen this beautiful lady, how can I not be happy?"
At the hour of Hai, Meng Haoling, after bathing, dressed in a white middle garment, sat at the table in the room, staring at a painting in a daze.
The woman in the painting possessed a strikingly beautiful face. Her brows were valiant, her eyes were seductive, her nose was high, her lips were thin, and her slightly raised mouth held a radiant smile that seemed to captivate and captivate. She was dressed in a dazzling red dress, her long legs straddling a silver horse with a golden mane. She looked heroic, unrestrained, and exuded an indescribable charm.
"Miss Qingcheng, I wonder if we will be lucky enough to meet again?"
At four quarters past midnight, Meng Haoling finally carefully put away the scroll on the table and put it into the bag he was carrying with him. Then he took off his shoes and socks and went to bed to rest.
Meng Yuzhen, who lived in Room No. 5 next to Meng Haoling, was also tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep.
"Here comes my young lover, riding his bamboo horse, playing with my green plum blossoms around the bed. Cousin, it's been twelve years since we last met. How are you doing now?"
What emerged in Meng Yuzhen's mind was the spring twelve years ago when Si Lingfeng went south with his father to visit his relatives at Meng's home. She and Si Lingfeng were innocent and childhood sweethearts, playing together happily.
That was a beautiful memory from Meng Yuzhen's childhood. Although the little cousin in her memory was a little weak, he was very handsome. He could read and write at the age of five, and was a handsome and elegant young man.
The last impression Si Lingfeng left on Meng Yuzhen was in the winter twelve years ago, when she went to Beijing with her family to pay tribute to her uncle Meng Lishi, and saw Si Lingfeng in mourning at the Si family's mourning hall.
Meng Yuzhen would never forget Si Lingfeng's sorrowful face, his eyes filled with despair and a hint of hatred. Though still young and frail, Si Lingfeng knelt upright before Meng Lishi's coffin, looking incredibly distressing.
"Cousin, I wonder where you are now? You are unmarried, and I am unmarried. If you agree, Yuzhen is willing to treat you as a treasure for the rest of my life, to protect you and love you..."
Meng Yuzhen's childhood friendship with Si Lingfeng had unknowingly transformed into an obsession with him. She desperately wanted to protect this incredibly distressing child. Marrying Si Lingfeng, loving and caring for him for the rest of her life was the best way Meng Yuzhen could think of to protect him.
However, Si Lingfeng and "Hua Qingcheng", who are missed by the Meng siblings, are right next to them.
"Si Huli, as the saying goes, elders should follow the rules. I'm the third child, and you're the fifth. You should listen to me. I'll sleep on the left, and you'll sleep on the right."
In room number three, Han Yichen, forced to share a room with someone he disliked, was brainwashing Si Chengfeng into sleeping on the right side of the bed. Because Laifeng Kingdom etiquette prioritizes the left over the right, Han Yichen felt his authority as the third brother could not be challenged, and he had to maintain his authority in front of Si Chengfeng, even in the smallest details.
"Brother Han, you decide. This bed is very big. It doesn't matter whether you sleep on the left or the right."
Si Chengfeng gave a doting smile, somewhat helplessly. Hua Qingcheng's third husband, though seemingly overbearing and arrogant, with a bit of a childish temperament and a bit of a temper, was actually a pure person at heart. Besides, he didn't even care whether he and Hua Qingcheng had a legitimate relationship, so why would he care whether he slept on the left or right side of the bed?
"You're on the right track."
Seeing that the other party didn't care at all, Han Yichen felt a little frustrated for a moment. After snorting coldly, he lay down to rest.
In the room number 2 next door, although Hua Qingcheng and Situ Ye lived together tonight, they were both a little tired after traveling all day, so after taking a bath, they just lay down together to sleep.
At midnight, when everyone in the inn fell asleep, everything seemed quiet and peaceful. However, danger was quietly approaching in the dark night...
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