Chapter 244 Perhaps... it can wish me a long and happy marriage.
Feng Jin stood right next to her, so close that she could faintly hear the sound leaking from the receiver.
When he heard the words "take a job," he frowned slightly and tightened his grip on her hand.
Shen Yuepo sensed his small movement, gently scratched his palm with her fingertips to soothe him, and asked into the phone, "What job?"
Zhao Yan's smile faded slightly, replaced by a more serious tone: "He's my cousin, it's a rather strange situation."
"About two weeks ago, he suddenly became a bit dazed and slow to react. His eyes were fixed and he wouldn't respond for a long time when you talked to him. Sometimes he didn't even recognize his family members."
"I went to the hospital for a thorough check-up, and all my physical indicators were normal. My brain CT and MRI were also normal."
"The elderly in my family suspect that... they might be possessed by an evil spirit or have lost their soul? I think we should have a professional like you take a look before we feel at ease."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuepo remained silent for a moment.
Zhao Yan, on the other end of the phone, waited a moment, but received no response. He then cautiously asked:
"Master Shen, is it... that you're not available lately? If you're busy, I'll ask someone else..."
"There is no inconvenience."
Shen Yuepo interrupted his speculation, "I originally planned to take this time to properly prepare for the wedding."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jin's hand, which was holding hers, visibly stiffened for a moment.
Shen Yuepo continued, "But coincidentally, I have to go back to the capital for some business, so I'll just go and take a look while I'm at it. It won't take long."
Zhao Yan on the other end of the phone was completely stunned, remaining silent for several seconds, clearly shaken by the sudden news.
When he realized what was happening, his voice was immediately filled with surprise and congratulations:
"Oh my! Congratulations, Master Shen! This is a wonderful occasion! Please send me an invitation. I will definitely overcome all obstacles and be there on time to offer my congratulations!"
Hearing Zhao Yan's enthusiastic congratulations, Shen Yuepo's lips curled into a rare, slightly teasing smile as she replied unhurriedly:
"Invitations can certainly be sent to you, Captain Zhao. But there's no need for you to attend."
"Huh?" Zhao Yan was taken aback again.
Shen Yuepo's tone was relaxed, even joking, "After all, I was afraid that if you came, it would be difficult to go back."
She added meaningfully, "The place we're planning to set up might not be suitable for living people to stay in for long."
Zhao Yan: "..."
In a flash, Zhao Yan suddenly remembered that Wu Feng had mentioned it in a rambling way before.
Speaking of Master Shen's mysterious boyfriend, it seems he's... (the one below)
At the time, he thought Wu Feng was talking nonsense.
Now, considering the words about Chen Yuepo...
A chill ran down Zhao Yan's spine. He chuckled dryly and quickly said:
"I understand! I get it! Hahaha... Well, congratulations! Congratulations to you and...that person! May you have a long and happy marriage!"
"Thank you." Shen Yuepo accepted the blessing, but after thinking for a moment, she couldn't help but add, "However... perhaps you could wish me a long and happy marriage."
This time, Zhao Yan on the other end of the phone was stunned. His mouth hung open, and he couldn't utter a complete syllable for a long time, "...Huh? Ten thousand, ten thousand years?!"
Shen Yuepo didn't make things difficult for him and naturally returned to the main topic, "I've noted down your cousin's matter. After I return to the capital in the next couple of days, I'll contact you to arrange a specific time to visit him."
"Alright, alright! Thank you so much, Master Shen! I won't disturb your wedding preparations any longer! Please get back to work and contact us when you return to the capital!"
Zhao Yan hung up the phone as if he had been granted a pardon, afraid that if he said another word, he would hear some shocking news.
After the call ended, Shen Yuepo put the phone back in his pocket.
Feng Jin stopped in his tracks.
They had left the corridor in front of the Shen Tu Palace and were walking on the path leading to the Imperial Palace.
The light emitted by the ghostly crystals by the roadside flowed across the smooth pavement.
He stopped without warning. Shen Yuepo, whose hand he was holding, was gently pulled and also stopped involuntarily, turning her head to look at him with some confusion.
Feng Jin's gaze fell on her, but it was different from usual. It lacked the majesty of an emperor and instead held an almost burning focus.
In his dark golden eyes, it was as if lava was surging beneath the ice, and the scorching light was almost branded onto her face.
Shen Yuepo's heart skipped a beat when he looked at her, and she subconsciously felt her cheeks getting hot, with a thin blush spreading across her ears.
She looked away, slightly uneasy, and gently tugged at his hand, whispering:
"Let's go. Didn't you see the passing ghost messengers all staring at us?"
Indeed, although the ghost messengers respectfully walked around them from a distance or hurried with their heads down, their furtive glances could still be felt.
Feng Jin seemed not to hear her. Instead of leaving, he gently pulled her back with a slight force.
Caught off guard, Shen Yuepo let out a soft cry and staggered as he was pulled into his arms, her back pressed tightly against his warm chest.
"You..." She couldn't finish her sentence.
The next instant, Feng Jin's aura shifted slightly, and a surge of Netherworld power spread out, enveloping the two of them.
Shen Yuepo only felt a flash of light and shadow before her eyes.
In just one breath, the feeling of being grounded returned, and the surrounding light stabilized.
Shen Yuepo blinked, adjusted to the new light, and found herself indoors.
Before me was a huge bathtub.
The pool was almost ridiculously large, with crystal-clear water that was filled with white steam that rose and swirled around the surface and the pool's edge like clouds.
A refreshing and calming fragrance filled the air, like the scent of some kind of mystical plant mixed with the minerals of a hot spring.
Before she could fully recover from the sudden change in scenery, she felt the arms around her waist loosen.
Feng Jin stepped back half a step, stood in front of her, and then... began to slowly and methodically untie the dark black belt with dark gold patterns around his waist.
His movements were unhurried; his slender fingers rested on the delicate jade buckle, and with a gentle flick, it produced a soft "click" sound.
He loosened his belt and casually placed it on the jade shelf beside him.
Then, he raised his hand and placed it on the lapel of his outer robe.
The heat on Shen Yuepo's face suddenly spread to the back of her ears.
She stared at him, so naturally undressing right in front of her, and her mind went blank for a moment, her tongue tied in knots: "What... are you doing?"
Feng Jin glanced at her, his hands continuing their work without pause.
He took off his dark outer robe, revealing a matching silk undergarment underneath.
He remained calm, as if he were doing something completely ordinary.
But the dark golden flames flickering deep within his eyes betrayed a completely different state of mind.
"I took a shower in advance to prepare for the wedding." He uttered a concise sentence, his voice sounding a little hoarse, which only added to his captivating magnetism.
As she spoke, the ties of her inner garment were untied, and the fabric slid down her smooth, firm shoulder line.
And then... is the last floor.
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