Chapter 135 You've Grown Taller, Like the Smoke of This World...
Zhilan, dressed in a black brocade robe with a dark red fur cloak, looked dashing yet aloof and noble. She stood in the middle of the street, her gaze fixed intently on him.
Her dazzling pupils reflected the lights of countless homes, and in the center of the glowing halo, a tall and elegant figure was reflected, as if in this night filled with the warmth of human life, this graceful and refined figure was the only one in her eyes.
Fu Yun felt a tremor in his heart as he looked at Zhi Lan with such deep affection, and he gazed at her silently for a long time.
The two gazed at each other, neither speaking, the surrounding sounds shut out, their eyes fixed only on one another.
"Young master, could you please move aside?"
Someone gently touched my shoulder, and a strange male voice sounded beside me: "Boss, a bowl of Laba porridge, please."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Fu Jun stiffened slightly, snapping out of her daze, and then replied apologetically to the man beside her, "I'm sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored the young man's shocked expression after a moment's gaze fell on him: "Su..."
At this moment, Fu Yun only had eyes for Zhi Lan and did not notice whether the stranger beside him was about to speak to him. He almost couldn't wait to walk quickly towards where Zhi Lan was standing.
He stopped in front of Zhilan, his breathing a little rapid, his tone full of surprise and longing: "Long time no see."
Zhilan stared intently at Fu Jun and whispered in response, "Long time no see."
As she spoke, she spread out her right forearm and moved her palm. Soon, someone behind her bowed and stepped forward, respectfully handing her a fox fur cloak, before silently disappearing from sight.
While Zhilan was getting the clothes, her eyes remained fixed on Fu Jun, scanning him from head to toe as if she wanted to make up for the months she hadn't seen him in that moment.
Fu Yun broke the silence, saying, "Have you been waiting long? It's so cold, why didn't you wait at the manor?"
Zhilan smiled slightly, unfolded the fox fur cloak in her hand, and raised her hand to drape it over Fu Jun's shoulders, clearly afraid that he would get cold.
"I finally managed to get some free time, and I wanted to see you as soon as possible."
Fu Yun felt a surge of warmth in his heart and cooperated by slightly lowering his body to make it easier for her to move.
"You..." Zhilan said with slight surprise when she touched Fu Yun's shoulder, "You seem to have grown quite a bit taller?"
Fu Yun only realized the subtle change between them after Zhi Lan reminded him. Su Fu Yun's body was originally about the same height as Zhi Lan, and the two usually looked at each other at eye level. But today, Zhi Lan slightly raised her eyes to look at him.
From this perspective, he is now actually a little taller than Zhilan, about four or five centimeters taller.
I've been here for about half a year. I didn't notice any changes in the first two months, but I didn't expect to grow several centimeters in the last few months.
It's probably related to the fact that she's been exercising regularly these past few months. It seems that Xiao Ba wasn't lying. With the right nutrition and exercise, Su Fuyun's body can still grow taller.
Now you know I wasn't lying, right? Humph! You used to always complain about me!
Fu Yun naturally picked on the nice things to say: "Yes, yes, yes, you are the most reliable customer service representative."
[You're only praising me now? Too late, let me tell you.]
I won't tell you how much longer Su Fuyun can grow.
Fu Jun wasn't so concerned about this matter at the moment. Anyway, he was no longer among the short people, and there was no way he could shrink back. There was nothing to worry about.
Su Fujun's stunted growth was entirely due to the fact that he was bullied and lacked food and clothing from a young age, suffered from malnutrition, and never exercised. Under these two unfavorable circumstances, it was natural that he would not grow tall.
But things are different now. As long as you keep exercising and ensure a balanced diet, continuing to grow taller is not a problem.
Actually, it makes sense when you think about it. Now that Zhilan arranges all three meals a day, the nutritional balance is naturally the best.
Su Fu's original height was 173cm. If he adds 5cm, he would be 178cm. If he works hard and grows another 5 or 6cm, he would be almost the same height as before.
The thought of escaping the shackles of being a "noob" filled Fu Yun with joy. She smiled and replied to Zhi Lan, "I have grown taller and my physical strength has improved a lot. All the credit goes to you. It's because the cook you arranged is so skilled. She not only provided me with ample nutrition but also regulated my spleen and stomach, making me have a great appetite and enjoy everything I eat."
He looked cheerful and spoke in a particularly light tone: "I think if there were another race, I could definitely run twenty miles."
Zhilan raised her eyebrows slightly, a faint smile appearing in her clear eyes: "Is it really that amazing?"
Fu Jun's eyes shone with confidence: "Of course, that's a conservative estimate. If it were before, I could have run away..."
He abruptly stopped mid-sentence.
He thought to himself, "That was close. I almost got carried away and started talking about my glorious college days."
Zhilan looked at Fu Yun with a half-smile, her eyes full of teasing: "Are you trying to say that you could run farther before?"
Fu Yun touched her nose, a moment of embarrassment crossing her face, before her confident tone abruptly changed: "Of course not, I was just joking with you, saying the opposite of what I meant!"
Before Zhilan could respond, he gently raised his arm, gesturing for her to continue walking. At the same time, he changed the subject: "Today is Laba Festival, how about we have a bowl of Laba porridge together?"
Zhilan smiled and said, "The manor has been preparing for your return!"
Fu Yun took the initiative to reach out and hold Zhi Lan's slightly cool palm: "Then let's hurry back and eat Laba porridge."
Zhilan was slightly taken aback, then took the initiative, tightly grasping Fu Yun's hand and looking at Fu Yun with doting eyes: "Okay, let's celebrate Laba Festival together."
The warmth of her palm washed over Fu Yun, making her feel both excited and a little smug. Having the person she loved by her side was such a satisfying feeling.
Just now, when I was alone, I didn't think Laba porridge was anything special. But now that Zhilan is by my side, I really want to spend this Laba Festival with her.
Indeed, it's not important whether you celebrate a holiday or not, it's who you celebrate it with that matters.
In this world of everyday life, you need someone to accompany you so you don't feel lonely.
The two were like lovers, holding each other's hands tightly the whole way, attracting the frequent glances of the vendors on both sides of the street, their eyes filled with surprise and curiosity.
Fu Yun rubbed her temples and teased softly, "Looks like everyone'll have something new to talk about tomorrow."
Zhilan's lips curved slightly upward, a meaningful smile appearing in her eyes: "This is for the best, so that those who are married and those who are not will not have unrealistic fantasies about you."
Fu Yun was both amused and exasperated: "How can it be so exaggerated? I'm not gold or silver treasure, how could I be loved by everyone?"
“You are naturally incomparable to these mundane things; to me, you are priceless.”
Fu Junjun's face flushed. He felt that Zhilan was too good at flirting, making his heart flutter.
Fu Jun turned his face away, avoiding Zhi Lan's gaze, too embarrassed to meet her eyes again. He teased her in a lighthearted tone, "In front of you, I often feel like I'm ignorant and speechless, unable to utter any sweet words."
Zhilan's smile deepened. She raised her hand and rubbed Fu Jun's forehead, saying without any concern, "Silly boy, what are you saying? You are a man after all, and being reserved is in your nature. I know you have me in your heart, so there's no need to worry too much about how you express yourself."
Fu Jun: "!" No, no, no, men aren't the ones who should be reserved; it's purely a problem of my own inadequacy.
He shook his head slightly, offering an unnatural smile, saying nothing outwardly, but silently refuting the statement in his mind.
As soon as the two returned to the main hall of the Su residence and sat down, servants brought in Laba porridge and some desserts.
After the food was placed on the table, the servants discreetly withdrew, leaving their master some alone time.
Fu Yun and Zhi Lan cherished this precious time together, and they couldn't help but chat from time to time while eating.
It's unclear who started it, but the two began talking about the situation in Qingzhou.
Fu Yun learned from Zhi Lan that the control of the floods in Qingzhou was progressing relatively smoothly.
With Qian Qingling and Cheng Jincheng personally handling matters on the front lines, and with Fu Yun providing various defensive measures as assistance, even the most difficult situations could be dealt with much more efficiently.
The only worry is that there are constant troubles of varying sizes along the Qingzhou border. These are not particularly serious incidents, but rather some acts of provocation that occasionally create conflicts between local vendors and outsiders. However, no one is killed, so it is unlikely to provoke a war between the two countries.
They deliberately harassed her at the critical moment of flood control. Although it was not difficult for Qian Qingling to deal with, the flood had already taken up most of her energy. She also had to deal with the deliberate harassment of these enemy soldiers, which inevitably made her quite annoyed.
Qian Qingling has already written to ask whether it is permissible to use force to suppress the rebellion.
Even if it means facing enemy swords, it's still better than being manipulated by them.
At worst, we'll just have a war to drive them out of the Qingzhou border area and make them never dare to invade again.
However, war is ultimately a waste of resources and manpower, and Zhilan does not want to take this step unless absolutely necessary.
However, remaining silent indefinitely is not a solution either.
Therefore, Qingzhou was caught in another dilemma: whether or not it should go to war with the enemy while dealing with the floods in Qingzhou.
If we don't start a war, won't the enemy country take advantage of us if this goes on for too long?
Fu Yun expressed her opinion that war was not out of the question, but the refugees must be properly resettled. Otherwise, once war broke out, they would be displaced and countless people would die.
The neighboring city of Yancheng was free from flooding and could serve as a temporary relocation site.
Cheng Jincheng brought the design plan and blueprints for building mobile prefabricated houses. If it takes half a month to build, he should be able to build the required number of prefabricated houses.
Zhilan actually had the same idea, but this would indefinitely prolong Qian Qingling's return to Lingzhou City until he returned in triumph after the victory in the war.
Cheng Jincheng, as an accompanying person, naturally did the same.
Most importantly, both war and the relocation of refugees require large expenditures of money. Currently, the national treasury is not abundant, and there is a shortage of food, supplies, and troops, which may be detrimental to the war effort.
Fu Jun readily told her not to worry too much, and that he would take care of the funding for provisions and troops.
Zhilan gazed intently at Fu Jun, remaining silent for a long time.
You could tell from her expression that she was deeply moved.
Fu Jun was the first person to step forward and take the initiative to help her solve her problems; he was a weak man who was originally powerless.
In the few months since they met and got to know each other, she has naturally seen his efforts and changes, and he has also kept the promise he made at the beginning.
Perhaps, the man before me is the best gift God has given me.
That night, Zhilan did not return to the palace, but stayed in a guest room at the Su residence.
Because Fu Yun told her that he hoped she could spare half a day to see the surprise he had always wanted to take her to see.
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