My lord, he always wants to talk about feelings with me

Chapter 45

Jing Yue was taken aback by Lu Xun's sudden anger. He lowered his eyes, only to see the wolf cub frowning his eyebrows, staring into his glistening eyes, and a layer of blush floating on his white cheeks. The thin lips are slightly pursed, like a cat whose teeth have not yet grown.

Suddenly, most of his heart softened. He tore off the quilt, pulled Lu Xun's already warm body into his arms, rubbed and kissed him after a while, and then said with a sneer: "Why are you so angry? I Just listen to you."

"Really?" Lu Xun raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile in his eyes: "Does what you say mean?"

"It counts." Jing Yue nodded, leaning over to kiss the thin lips of the person in her arms, but Lu Xun turned her head away.

"Be careful that you catch the wind and cold." Lu Xun gave Jing Yue a push, "I'm a little hungry, you can get some food."

"Okay, you are my little ancestor, you can do whatever you want." Jing Yue said, hugged him tightly a few times, then pulled away and left.He tucked up the quilt for Lu Xun, and said softly, "I will cook for you myself."

Lu Xun didn't answer, just nestled under the quilt and smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked.

Jing Yue called Zhang Huan to watch outside the house, and then pushed open the cabin door and went to the back cabin again.

The servants had already packed up the food, and Shinichi Yamada was sitting on the table making tea, the beautiful woman was lying on his side on his lap, and his fingertips were wrapped around Shinichi Yamada's hair to play with.

Seeing Jing Yue approaching, Yamada Shinichi put down the teapot and said with a smile, "Is the room uncomfortable?"

"You're welcome, sir. Everything is fine." Jing Yue bowed his hands, and said, "The one at home is sweating and is clamoring for something to eat. Can you borrow the kitchen from sir?"

Yamada Nobuichi poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Jing Yue, waved his hands and said, "Leave this kind of thing to the cook, why should you do it yourself." Then, he patted the beauty on the shoulder and told him to go down to prepare.

Jing Yue hurriedly said no, "Just cook some white porridge, don't worry about it."

As soon as Yamada Nobuo raised his eyes to look at Jing Yue, seeing that he really wanted to do it himself, he no longer forced himself, called the maid, and taught her to take Jing Yue to the kitchen.

There was a round glazed lamp hanging on the stove, Jing Yue took off her outer shirt, rolled up her sleeves, and started washing rice.

It was a summer afternoon at this time, the sea was hot, and the stove was on fire, Jing Yue was already sweating profusely when he chopped the vegetable leaves, white rice, and minced meat into the pot.

Lu Xun lay on the couch for a while and felt bored, so he put on his cloak, put on his shoes and went out of the cabin to look for Jing Yue. Zhang Huan followed him closely.

After entering the rear cabin, there was no sign of Yamada Shinichi, but the former beauty was kneeling on the floor and wiping the tables and chairs.

Seeing Lu Xun approaching, the beauty showed a row of white teeth and smiled lightly, and said to Lu Xun in broken Chu Dynasty official dialect: "Mr. Ding is cooking for you in the kitchen. You are so kind."

Lu Xun also smiled, and he stepped forward to help the beauty sit down on the mat, "You and Mr. Yamada are also welcome."

Mentioning Yamada Shinichi, the beauty raised her brows and eyes softly. He lowered his head shyly and looked at his swollen abdomen, "Well, everything is fine. I want to give him a baby..." Speaking of this, He paused, turned to look at Lu Xun, looked him up and down, and pointed to Lu Xun's abdomen, "Are you going to have a baby too? My husband prepared a good anti-fetal drug for me, and I can give it to you if you need it. "

"..." Lu Xun felt bad all of a sudden, he forced a smile on his face, and politely refused, "Ah, I guess you made a mistake, he is the one next."

Zhang Huan was listening on the sidelines, he really couldn't imagine how his prince "slumped under him", so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lu Xun turned to stare at him, then looked at the beauty with a smile on his face.

The beauty seemed to like Lu Xun very much, and she talked to him long and short, and Lu Xun felt like sitting on pins and needles, thinking that with a plate of melon seeds in this situation, it would be possible to have a Bao Ma tea party.

"Young master, please rest. I'll go to the kitchen to see him. I haven't cooked yet, so don't make any accidents." Finally, Lu Xun cut off the beauty's words. He stood up and bowed to the beauty. I want to say goodbye.

The beauties are not forced to stay, but they only teach Lu Xun to come and sit in the back cabin. Lu Xun smiled and agreed, and hurriedly left.

After getting out of the back cabin, he rubbed his cheeks stiffened by laughter, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He had heard that there was a kind of medicinal poison in ancient times that could make a man conceive a child. He saw the abnormal shape of the beauty's abdomen when he first entered the cabin, but he didn't say much out of politeness. The knowledge of having a child put him under a lot of pressure.

The wind was strong on the deck, Lu Xun gathered his cloak and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

The stove fire had made the room very stuffy, Jing Yue's figure was hidden in the rising steam, Lu Xun turned his head to signal Zhang Huan to keep quiet, while he leaned on the wooden door and watched carefully.

Jingyue stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon, and the dark green vegetable leaves, snow-white rice grains, and light red minced meat swirled in the soup, and the fragrance spread in the room.

He pushed the sleeves to the elbows, revealing his muscular forearms, with a two-finger-wide scar on the inside.

As soon as Lu Xun's eyes dimmed, he immediately felt a little distressed. Normally, after he and Jing Yue fell in love, he would kiss the scar on the man's chest by candlelight, but he ignored the wound on his arm.

At that moment, he stepped forward, hugged Jing Yue from behind, and lightly touched the scar with his cold fingertips, "How did this injury come about? I didn't notice it before."

Jingyue was so hot that the sky was dark, and a piece of cold body was pressed against him unexpectedly. He was slightly taken aback, and then realized that it was Lu Xun. He raised his hand to hold Lu Xun's hand, "Why did you run down? It's windy on the deck, but Stop getting cold."

"It's okay, I'm wearing a cloak." Lu Xun leaned against Jingyue's sweaty arms, rubbed against him, and went to look at the injury on his arm, "What's the matter with this injury?"

Hearing this, Jing Yue looked towards the inside of his arm, and frowned when his eyes touched the hideous scar.

It was the Shangyuan Festival in the first year of Xianheng. Jing Jun had just been enthroned for one year. The emperor was young, so he, the uncle, had to worry about everything. He didn't go to the lantern festival in the palace, and he was dealing with piles of papers at the mansion.

There was fine snow in the sky, and a red plum tree in the yard was in full bloom. The branches slanted in front of the window, casting a beautiful shadow on the window paper.

Shen Zhou was wrapped in wind and frost and pushed the door in, his brows and eyes seemed to be frozen, with a gloomy coldness.

He was entangled in government affairs, so he only looked up at Shen Zhou from the booklet, and then buried his head in writing with a red pen, "What's the matter?"

Shen Zhou gritted his teeth and threw a stack of blood-stained silk papers in front of him, his body trembling with extreme anger, and he didn't speak for a while.

When the group of people who attacked Prince An's mansion had clues, Shen Zhou arrested a person and tortured him in every possible way. That person recruited him, saying that the person who robbed Prince An's son was the Supervisor of Jinshi, and that the night attack was acquiesced by the late emperor. .

The news was like a bolt from the blue, his throat tightened, and he almost vomited. He stayed at his desk for a while before regaining his sanity.

Back then when he was kidnapped by those people, he was blindfolded the whole time. He didn't know who those people were. He only knew that iron nails were driven into the bones, lute chains passed through the shoulder blades, and countless swords were cut on his body.

The bottomless abyss and the heart-piercing pain made him almost insane, so that when he returned to the palace later, he had no memory of that period, only the hideous scars on his body and the death of his mother Remind yourself that this is not a nightmare.

He didn't know how he stumbled and ran out of Prince An's mansion, how he called to open the gate of the Forbidden Palace, and how he broke into Emperor Chu Jingjun's bedroom.

The snow fell heavily outside the palace, tearing the cotton and wadding, forming a thick layer on the ground.

He pinched the little emperor's neck with both hands, tightening it bit by bit, watching his nephew cry for help in horror.

A eunuch on duty broke in, and was so frightened that the glazed lamp in his hand fell to the ground. The sharp sound echoed in the bedroom. The little emperor got the strength from somewhere, took out a dagger from his arms, and slammed it at himself. His arm swiped down.

Blood mixed with the torn flesh dripped on the ground, he let go of his hand, and remained silent with Jing Jun.

The blood in his body was extremely cold, and he heard himself say——

"Your father killed my mother, you should pay with your life."

There was a coolness in the palm of his hand, Jing Yue suddenly came back to his senses, the scene of heavy snow in front of him disappeared, replaced by a hot and dark kitchen.

"Why are you in a daze, the porridge will be boiled dry for you." Lu Xun lifted the lid of the pot and threw it aside, then picked up a spoon to stir the porridge in the pot, put out the stove, and took out two small bowls to serve the rice.

Jing Yue breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to gently rub the center of her eyebrows, and slowly calmed down her frenzied heartbeat and needle-like headache.

After standing there for a while, he stepped forward and hugged Lu Xun, and said softly, "I only have you left."

"Yeah." It was rare for Lu Xun to squeeze him without saying a word. He took a spoonful of porridge and ate it quietly in his hand, then scooped up a spoonful and blew it to Jing Yue's lips. shake."

Jing Yue touched the porridge with Lu Xun's hand, then sighed, "It's nothing, some past events, I don't want to recall them."

Lu Xun didn't ask any more questions. There are only two kinds of injuries on Jing Yue's body. One is left by the supervisor and the other is left by Chu Huang Jingjun. This is Jing Yue's eternal pain. He doesn't need to teach Jing Yue any more. Yue is uncomfortable.

The two hugged each other quietly in the kitchen, the glazed lamp above their heads shone dimly, covering their heads, making them very warm.

Lu Xun held up a spoon to feed Jing Yue the porridge one bite at a time. After drinking it, Jing Yue became dishonest. He sucked on Lu Xun's fingertips along the spoon, and stretched out his hot tongue to lick his slightly cold fingers .

"Bada—" the spoon fell to the ground, Lu Xun looked back at Jing Yue unsteadily, and said tremblingly, "Hiss...Jing Chengjue, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jing Yue picked him up and put him on the stove. Jing Yue reached out to untie Lu Xun's belt, but Lu Xun stopped him by grabbing his hand. He scolded softly: "I have to go back to the house, this is the kitchen. , and it’s not your home, what if someone sees you?”

Jing Yue smirked close to Lu Xun's ear, "When I see you, I will give birth to a baby for me too. I think that Pang Jia from Yamada..."

"You're dreaming!" Lu Xun was annoyed immediately, and he raised his hand to greet Jing Yue, and when he really wanted to hit him, he took another [-]% of his force, pushed and said: "It's impossible in the next life, you stand up!" Show me your big belly!"

"Don't be annoyed, I'm just teasing you." Jing Yue persuaded, wrapped Lu Xun in her arms and wrapped her in a cloak, and then walked outside, "Let's go back to the house."