Rêve de Jiangshan

Chapitre 155

The atmosphere fell silent.

After a while, Yuchi Huaiyang finally spoke, "Have I seen you somewhere before? You look familiar!" Not to brag, but although he was a martial artist, he learned things quickly and had a good memory, so if he looked familiar, then he must have seen you before.

Mu Wenchen remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Yes, we met fifteen years ago."

Yu Chi Huaiyang looked at Mu Wenchen carefully for a while, then shook his head and said, "Alas, I am really getting old, I can't remember clearly anymore." As he spoke, he carefully observed Mu Wenchen's expression.

Mu Wenchen didn't reply. He stared blankly at the flowers and plants around the pavilion, his mood turning sour. Normally, he would have stormed off long ago, but the person in front of him was Rufeng's grandfather.

He sat patiently for a while, and then Mu Tong finally returned, still looking disheveled.

Seeing her master sitting with Yuchi Huaiyang, and seeing the cold look her master was giving her, she shivered. Without saying a word, she decided to either hide or try to build a good relationship with Rufeng first.

After all, it was his fault this time; he went and got into a fight with someone on his own.

Ultimately, due to matters in the army, reportedly the Crown Prince was coming to reward the soldiers, Yuchi Huaiyang had to leave in a hurry.

After he left, Mu Wenchen quickly returned to Rufeng's room, closed the door tightly, and glared at Rufeng, saying, "Am I that shameful?"

Ru Feng snapped out of her daze and, upon hearing this, could only helplessly say, "Wen Chen, my grandfather doesn't know I'm a woman, of course he's angry. Tell me, what did you do to me just now that made him so angry?"

Mu Wenchen said with a straight face, "I won't say, and I'm very angry right now."

Ru Feng sighed and said, "Tell me, I really want to know."

Mu Wenchen stared at Ru Feng for a while, then suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Alright, let me touch it and I'll tell you."

Ru Feng was speechless. Could this be considered a case of getting addicted after a taste of something new?

Volume 3, Chapter 124: Confession (Description of a ruthless yet compassionate path)

Mu Wenchen stared at Ru Feng for a while, then suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Alright, let me touch it and I'll tell you."

Ru Feng was speechless. Could this be considered a case of getting addicted after a taste of something new?

“Ru Feng…” Mu Wenchen sat down next to Ru Feng, smoothed her hair, revealing a face that haunted his dreams, and whispered, “Ru Feng…” His eyes were fixed on Ru Feng, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and his whole face came alive.

Ru Feng rolled her eyes and sighed, "Don't smile like that. You know I can't resist your smile." Think about it, if someone who rarely smiles suddenly smiles brightly at you, how could you not be attracted? Especially someone like Mu Wenchen, who is like a banished immortal.

Mu Wenchen smiled, touched Ru Feng's face, and said, "Ru Feng, will you agree or not?"

"What if I don't agree?" Ru Feng chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Then I won't tell you what I just did?" Mu Wenchen's eyes were filled with laughter, but he reached into the quilt and took out Rufeng's hand, stroking it carefully for a while.

Ru Feng felt a slight tremor in her heart. She had never imagined that one day she would be like an ordinary woman and Mu Wenchen like an ordinary man, exchanging sweet nothings with him. Others might find it boring, but they, being in the moment, found it endlessly enjoyable.

So she pouted and said coquettishly, "If you don't tell me, I'll go to sleep right away. You can just sit here and watch me sleep."

Mu Wenchen's response was to gently pick up Ru Feng's hand, place it to his lips, and gently nibble on it.

Ru Feng's face immediately turned red. Looking at his actions, she felt an unbearable itch in her hands and hurriedly said, "My hands are dirty, you mustn't do that." Mu Wenchen clearly had a slight obsession with cleanliness, but she didn't expect him to do this now.

Mu Wenchen reluctantly released Ru Feng's hand and said, "Ru Feng, this is the first time I've realized how beautiful your hands are."

Ru Feng abruptly pulled her hand back, looked it over from left to right, raised her eyebrows, and said smugly, "Of course, although there are thin calluses on my hands, they are still a pair of beautiful hands!"

Mu Wenchen shook his head, thinking to himself that Ru Feng's narcissism was acting up again.

However, as Ru Feng spoke, he frowned and said, "They are beautiful, but many women in the world have hands that are whiter, softer, and smoother than mine. Alas, the hands that wield a sword are just different." As he spoke, he looked at his own hands with self-pity, but his eyes kept glancing at Mu Wenchen.

Mu Wenchen couldn't bear to see Ru Feng frowning, and said, "What other women do is none of my business, but Ru Feng's hands are my favorite. If you don't want to hold a sword in the future, then don't." Or I could ask someone to make some medicine that can make Ru Feng's skin smooth and radiant, Mu Wenchen thought to himself.

Yesterday, he happened to see Zuiyue collecting flower petals and herbs. After asking, he learned that they were for Rufeng's bath, which would make her skin smooth and fragrant. It was said to be Rufeng's favorite way to bathe. Only then did he realize that Rufeng was so particular about these things. He had thought that Rufeng's good complexion was all natural and didn't require any maintenance.

Ru Feng glanced at the belt placed on the bedside table and said, "How can you just not take it? Besides, I also like to practice swordsmanship. I don't want to do embroidery like ordinary women." He took this opportunity to say everything that needed to be said, which could be considered as giving Mu Wenchen a mental preparation.

Mu Wenchen nodded and said, "Do whatever you want, I'll support you." Ru Feng was overjoyed to hear this, and she lifted the blanket and hugged Mu Wenchen tightly.

Finally, Mu Wenchen was able to get his wish and hug Rufeng and kiss her endlessly.

After both of them were panting, Ru Feng finally pushed Mu Wenchen away.

Mu Wenchen's handsome face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and his chest heaved. He hugged Rufeng tightly and whispered, "Rufeng, I feel so bad."

Ru Feng was stunned by his high temperature. Looking into his eyes, she saw that he was burning with desire. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Oh, it's so easy to accidentally go too far. What should I do now?"

Mu Wenchen pressed his face against Rufeng's neck, his hands kneading inside her clothes, carefully avoiding touching her wounds. His breathing grew heavier, and his arms tightened around her, as if he wanted to embed her entirely into his embrace, while he mumbled Rufeng's name indistinctly.

Ru Feng was both embarrassed and anxious. She came from the 21st century and didn't have any outdated ideas. Now she and Mu Wenchen were mutually in love, so she felt it was normal to have a relationship with Mu Wenchen. However, this was not a good place. Not to mention that her grandfather might barge in at any time, it was not suitable at all. It was broad daylight, and Mu Wenchen probably had no experience. Who knew if she would lose control in pain and kick Mu Wenchen out?

In the end, Ru Feng still didn't trust Mu Wenchen's skills.

Mu Wenchen was unaware of Ru Feng's thoughts. He caressed the delicate skin on Ru Feng's chest, his heart overflowing with an uncontrollable impulse. Such a beautiful touch belonged to Ru Feng, Ru Feng... Ru Feng...

His burning eyes were fixed on Rufeng, and he cried out, "Rufeng, I really feel so bad." As he spoke, he hugged Rufeng even tighter, rubbing his body against her repeatedly. Suddenly, the erotic pictures he had seen a few days ago flashed into his mind, and the images of men and women entangled together made him even more aroused. He even began to wonder what Rufeng's lower body looked like.

Ru Feng was practically sitting on his lap at this moment, so he naturally knew what the hard object under his buttocks was, but he still had to say it.

"Wenchen, don't be anxious. The timing isn't right yet. Please be patient." Rufeng's voice was deliberately softened, but it had the opposite effect. Mu Wenchen's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and his fair face was flushed. His hand, which was stroking Rufeng, became even more hurried and even started to grope randomly.

He gasped for breath and said, "Ru Feng, I still feel very uncomfortable." He then shifted slightly.

Ru Feng was also covered in a thin layer of sweat. Mu Wenchen's body temperature had already reached her body. Although she was bold, this was the first time she had faced such a naked sexual desire.

As the two were struggling, Ru Feng's clothes were already half off. Suddenly, a male voice rang out from the doorway. He said, "Uncle, the imperial decree has arrived. Father wants you to return as soon as possible."