Chapter 247 A Family in the Underworld (Slacking Off Version)
When Shen Yuepo awoke again, it was already the next day.
The light inside the hall was soft, clearly deliberately adjusted to suit her perception.
She blinked first, her consciousness slowly returning.
Fragments of memories from last night flooded her mind, causing her to unconsciously curl her fingertips, and her ears to feel slightly hot again.
She didn't get up immediately, but instead lay lazily on the bed, raising her hand with a faint light flowing from her fingertips as she sensed the changes in the spiritual energy within her body.
The spiritual energy was much more abundant and solid than yesterday.
The weakness of the soul was greatly reduced, and there was even a faint sense of clarity after being nourished and tempered.
She couldn't help but click her tongue in surprise. Maybe... she should really persuade her senior brother to give in to Meng Guichen?
Anyway... judging from Meng Guichen's posture, Senior Brother can't escape either, and he can recover quickly. Isn't that the best of both worlds?
The thought had barely crossed my mind when I heard a low chuckle from not far away.
Shen Yuepo subconsciously turned her head and saw Feng Jin sitting in a large chair not far from the bed.
Holding a tablet computer, he lightly tapped the stylus, seemingly reviewing some electronic case file.
He didn't look up; his gaze remained fixed on the tablet, but a smile played on his lips.
"What?" he said slowly, "You just woke up and you're already thinking about playing matchmaker for your poor senior brother?"
Shen Yuepo wasn't embarrassed when she was caught red-handed; she just lazily stretched out her hand in his direction.
Feng Jin's smile deepened. He put down the tablet and stylus, got up, and walked over.
He bent down, his arm went under her back and knees, and lifted her up with one hand, carrying her to the seat.
“Feng Jin,” Shen Yuepo wrapped her arms around his neck, then suddenly looked up and asked with a hint of scrutiny, “Did you use mind-reading?”
Feng Jin chuckled softly, a slight vibration coming from his chest.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his tone teasing, "Your little thoughts are all written on your face."
He was referring to the thoughtful look on her face when she woke up, with her eyes slightly darting around.
Shen Yuepo touched her face. Was it really that obvious?
Feng Jin didn't mind and pointed to a brand-new Fengdu-style dress that had already been prepared next to the seat.
"Wear this?" he asked.
Shen Yuepo shook her head. "Let's not wear this today. Let's go back to the capital."
Feng Jin's hand, holding the dress, froze in mid-air. Hearing this, he raised an eyebrow. "Back to the capital? So soon?"
He remembered the phone call from yesterday, but he didn't expect her to leave so soon.
Shen Yuepo slid off his arms, taking out a simple set of modern clothes from her Reincarnation Ring.
She replied, "We'll go back and take our wedding photos, and while we're at it..."
She paused, casually gathered her long hair in front of the mirror, secured it with a jade hairpin, then turned around and added:
"Check on Zhao Yan's cousin's situation."
Feng Jin was clearly taken aback. "Wedding photos?"
"Mm." Shen Yuepo nodded, walked to the window, and looked at the unique scenery of the Netherworld outside.
"The wedding will be held in the underworld, according to the rites of the underworld. But... I want to take a set of modern wedding photos. Just the two of us, in the sunlight or at dusk, like ordinary people."
Feng Jin understood.
He looked at her profile and felt a gentle touch deep within his heart.
For him, the ceremony, the witness, and even the photograph itself were of little significance.
But she cares, she wants, and that's the most important thing.
"Okay." Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped forward, took her hand, and pulled her outside. "Let's go now."
Shen Yuepo was taken aback by his sudden urgency, and stumbled a step before catching up. "Eh? What's the rush? I haven't washed up yet, and..."
She grabbed his hand and said, "We have to get my senior brother out of here too."
Feng Jin stopped and turned back, somewhat puzzled: "Why? Didn't you want to match him up with Meng Guichen? Keeping him here is just perfect, isn't it?"
Shen Yuepo shook his head, took out his phone, opened a chat interface, and handed it to Feng Jin to see:
"It was Meng Guichen who secretly sent me a message last night asking me to do this."
After reading their chat history, Feng Jin remained silent for two seconds before commenting, "Playing hard to get."
Then, he noticed another key point and narrowed his eyes slightly, "When...did you add her contact information?"
He remembered seeing Shen Yuepo's phone before; her social circle was extremely simple.
Shen Yuepo took back her phone and waved it in front of him with amusement. "Horse-face pulled me into the 'Netherworld Family (Slacking Off Version)' group chat."
"Almost all the ghosts and I... are inside."
She opened the group chat.
Sure enough, the list of members was very long, ranging from various ghost emperors, judges, and underworld generals to Meng Po, Black and White Impermanence, and Ox-Head and Horse-Face.
Even some veteran ghost messenger leaders were present, and there was a bright red "[99+]" unread icon next to the group name.
Feng Jin took the phone, his slender fingers swiping the screen. As he looked at the chat history filled with all sorts of gossip, complaints, and even group buying of the latest furniture in the human world, his face gradually darkened.
very good.
He was excluded from all the ghosts and humans.
Looking at his dark face, Shen Yuepo couldn't help but chuckle.
She leaned closer and gently pressed a soothing touch to the corner of his tightly pursed lips, her voice laced with laughter as she spoke nonsense with a straight face:
"Your Majesty, the strong are always lonely."
"..."
Feng Jin suddenly paused in his actions, turning his head to look at her. "When is the wedding scheduled?"
Shen Yuepo was slightly taken aback by his question, and then began to seriously consider it.
She calculated for a moment with her fingertips, then, as if sensing something, she looked up and said, "Today is December 25th on the human calendar..."
She paused, a smile appearing in her eyes. "Then let's set it for six days from now. It's the first day of the new year, the end of the old year, a time of renewal. We... will start from this day too."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jin's tightly pursed lips involuntarily curved upwards into a distinct arc, and the ice in his eyes melted away, replaced by warmth.
He was very satisfied with this date.
Not too far, not too close, enough time to prepare, but not too long to keep him waiting.
He took Shen Yuepo's phone and opened the lively "Netherworld Family (Slacking Off Version)" group chat again.
Messages scrolled across the screen at breakneck speed. The most active were, as expected, Horse-Face, Ox-Head, and Shen Tu, who had slipped away the night before. They were cracking jokes and sharing hilarious short videos they had somehow gotten their hands on.
A wicked smile curled at the corner of Feng Jin's lips. He pressed the voice button and, using Chen Yuepo's account, spoke clearly in his authoritative tone:
"Six days from now, I will marry the Emperor and Empress."
"Shen Tu will be in charge of all wedding preparations."
"The production of the wedding attire will be overseen by Ma Mian."
"The wedding banquet setup will be handled by Niu Tou."
Send a voice message.
The group chat, which was originally scrolling by rapidly, suddenly fell into a deathly silence, as if it had been paused instantly.
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