The Slender Waist-Chapter 724 - 519: Love and Deception

"I have the honor to see the Tu Fort Master."

Feng Yun smiled and paid her respects to Tu Boshan first, before turning her head towards Chunyu Yan who stood pridefully in the night breeze and offered a faint bow.

"It has been a while, Princely Heir. Have you been well?"

"Unwell." Chunyu Yan spoke indifferently, his displeasure visibly unchecked, "Feng Shi Er, I have always been afflicted. Do you have a remedy?"

Feng Yun: ...

This man never considers the occasion.

In front of Tu Boshan, Feng Yun didn’t want to fall into the accusation of ’flirting’, so she stood upright and laughingly said:

"Why are the two of you traveling together?"

Tu Boshan glanced at Chunyu Yan, how could he not understand his thoughts?

Originally when both of them spent the night in the Tu Family Fort, Lady Tu had noticed his interest in Feng Yun and had tried to matchmake them.

What a pity...

The unmatched grass is without a wife, the famed flower has an owner.

Tu Boshan coughed and said, "The Princely Heir came from Yunchuan and stopped by the Tu Family Fort last night, hence we happened to travel together."

Feng Yun knew their relationship was out of the ordinary and nodded with a smile.

"Aunt Rong is waiting for the Castle Master at the estate, you should head back quickly..."

Tu Boshan smiled and nodded, not saying anything further.

However, Chunyu Yan was unwilling to let her go, moving closer amid the wafting fragrance.

"You haven’t said why you came here?"

Night was nearly over, she came out alone with a Maid, frowning with worries, surely there was something urgent.

Chunyu Yan felt contemptible.

Feng Shi Er had wronged him, yet upon seeing her for the first time, he subconsciously wanted to show concern for her.

However, as soon as Feng Yun spoke, Chunyu Yan found himself feeling even more contemptible.

Why probe so insistently?

"I am waiting for my husband to return home."

With a slight smile, Feng Yun’s brief words pierced like a knife into his heart.

Feng Shi Er is still the same dog.

After so long, she doesn’t spare a thought for past affection.

Chunyu Yan’s breath tightened, "Can’t your mouth utter something pleasant, or does it leak air otherwise?"

Feng Yun caught the teasing smile on Tu Boshan’s face and chuckled.

"No leaks, except maybe money. Princely Heir, you should return quickly; there will be excitement in Huaxi, and you’ll miss out if you’re late."

Chunyu Yan: "Aren’t you going back?"

Feng Yun: "I don’t like excitement."

A smile bloomed at the corner of Chunyu Yan’s lips, his mood fluctuating.

It was strange; seeing Feng Shi Er before him, indifferent and even refusing to give him a smile, he felt an inexplicable delight...

Ripples stirred in his heart.

Like spring water gently lapping, soft as if melted.

Chunyu Yan chuckled softly, his voice very pleasant: "Aren’t you waiting for your husband? I’ll keep you company. It’s been quite a while since I saw Brother Wangzhi, I have missed him dearly."

He was thick-skinned and bowed to Tu Boshan with a wave of his hand.

"Tu Fort Master, go join your esteemed wife first. Later tonight, I will arrange a feast at my humble residence, inviting the noble couple for a supper."

Tu Boshan smiled, about to speak, but Chunyu Yan cut him off with another smile.

"There’s no need to be courteous, Castle Master. You’re in Huaxi now, no need to treat yourself as a guest; it’s better to feel at home."

Tu Boshan actually wanted to persuade Chunyu Yan to leave with him, but knowing him for his capricious and contrarian nature, Tu Boshan found it hard to speak after being cut off.

Tu Boshan returned the smile with a bow, "Your wish is my command."

Chunyu Yan laughed indolently, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Yin You. Lead the Tu Fort Master to Changmen."

Yin You glanced silently at his own master, sighed quietly to himself, and bowed his head, "As you command."

Tu Boshan left with his followers.

The Attendants by Chunyu Yan’s side all drooped their heads and moved three zhang away.

They murmured quietly among themselves, unable to understand.

A perfectly normal Princely Heir outside of Huaxi, yet he’d behave madly upon returning to Huaxi.

Whenever he encountered Feng Shi Er Niang, he became crazed.

"Feng Shi Er." Chunyu Yan glanced at Feng Yun’s indifferent face, chuckled lowly after a moment of silence, "Did you miss me?"

Feng Yun gave him a cold stare.

She offered him a "figure it out yourself" look, her lips tightly sealed, not bothering to utter a single word.

Chunyu Yan’s brows lifted teasingly, his tone both bantering and frosty.

"No matter, if you don’t miss me, my missing you is just the same."

"Princely Heir." Feng Yun spoke in a light tone, profoundly earnest, "I am waiting for my husband."

"I know." Chunyu Yan smiled languidly, "I am also waiting for your husband."

Feng Yun: "..."

Chunyu Yan approached, standing shoulder to shoulder with her against the wind, gazing at the distant specks of lights, absently playing with the Jade Ring on his finger, content in his stance.

He did not speak.

Feng Yun also did not initiate a conversation.

In the silence, Chunyu Yan lowered his hand.

His fingertips unintentionally brushed against Feng Yun’s sleeve.

Seeing no reaction from her, he pressed further, slowly inching closer to her hand snake-like.

"Princely Heir." Feng Yun stepped back.

Without a word, she just stared coolly at him.

Her gaze was not stern, but it sent a chill down Chunyu Yan’s spine.