usatvline Chapter 260 Su Nian Returns
Chapter 260 Su Nian Returns
He carefully covered the mark and stroked her hair: "Princess... good morning."
"Good morning, my husband." Her eyes and brows were full of smiles, but he was blushing.
I stood up, stretched, and took a deep breath of the morning air, which was filled with the fragrance of flowers.
Looking at the city that is faintly visible in the distance, they are each themselves again today.
He walked beside her, a small step away, without their fingers intertwined.
He simply gazed at her, and she would occasionally turn back to look at him calmly, a hint of other emotions hidden in her eyes.
"Is this the outer perimeter of Taiyin City? I've never had such a good view of the world before."
"What, does Dongmoshan have something different from what the princess thought?"
"I never thought about what it would be like; I just felt that everything is different around the world."
The two of them stood on the high mound, gazing at the city so close at hand, wondering if they could still be as carefree as they were once inside.
“Princess, sometimes I feel as if you have lived for ten thousand years, and you always speak in a very profound way.”
He walked to her side, the wind lifting their clothes as he gazed at Zhongli Yueluo's calm expression.
As if nothing could stir any emotion within her anymore, his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
Then, slowly lowering it to her side, Zhongli Yueluo turned her head to look at him: "Perhaps we have all lived for ten thousand years, but in the blink of an eye, we have been restarted."
Su Fengjun didn't understand what she was saying, but that didn't matter. He would take his time to understand everything about her.
The two moved quickly and arrived at the outskirts of Taiyin City, where a mountain villa was located in the distance.
Su Fengjun led her by the hand to the entrance of the manor. The manor was lifeless and looked as if no one lived there.
Some Persian nets were even hung on the plaques, with the words "Remembering the Hui" written on them.
She never expected that the villa would be named after Su Nianhui.
What was even more unexpected was that the manor was so deserted, with not even a servant guarding the entrance.
She frowned and looked at Su Fengjun: "He lives here?"
“He should have lived in the city with us, but he always came back to live here, even though no one has lived here for a long time.”
"Then how did you determine that he is here, and not in the city?"
"Because it's the season for flowers to bloom, and he also liked the flowers we saw yesterday."
A layer of sadness settled in his eyes, as if he were recalling something painful.
Zhongli Yueluo licked her lips, about to ask a question, but Su Fengjun sighed softly: "Princess, let's go into the manor and talk about it."
The two stepped into the manor gate. The inside was clean, but there was a sense of death about it.
Zhongli Yueluo looked around. The furnishings in the courtyard were quite exquisite, and even the flowers and trees were trimmed with exceptional care.
As you walk further in, you see many flowers and plants, all of which are growing quite well.
But Su Fengjun couldn't find the legendary Su Nianhui, and his eyes searched around.
There was a faint sense of human presence, but no one could be seen.
"Since you can't find him, why don't you tell me about him?" Zhongli Yueluo was tired from walking, so she sat down on a bench in the courtyard.
Su Fengjun rubbed his fingers together. Last time, the time was too short, and he didn't explain the reason.
He and his parents were from the same clan and were good friends, growing up together as classmates. However, he later had some friction with Gui Chouyuan.
His parents both died, and before they died, they were still surrounded by the aura of witchcraft, but at the time they did not investigate further.
Looking back now, it's likely that everything back then was already inextricably linked to the Ten Thousand Demons Gorge.
He was left with only two orphans. Later, the older brother died young, leaving him alone in the world. Although he was still young, he was exceptionally intelligent.
After hearing Su Fengjun's description, Zhongli Yueluo realized that Su Nianhui must also be a child with a tragic fate.
But she didn't feel much sympathy. There are already millions of people suffering in this world, and he is lucky to still be alive.
Fortunately, his surname was Su, not Zhongli; otherwise, he would have been long gone.
At this moment, Su Nianhui walked out from the distant corridor, his eyes displaying a composure and wisdom beyond his years.
His gaze was icy, and his voice was hoarse: "Father Feng Jun, why are you here? And who is she?"
Upon hearing the voice, Zhongli Yueluo met his gaze, and he was completely different from the person she had seen in the Realm of Desire.
He was wearing a tight-fitting black and blue robe embroidered with ghost patterns, and his hair was combed high and tied into a bun.
His two eyebrows stared horizontally into his big eyes, and it was hard to say whether he resembled Su Fengjun or Su Fengling.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that he had one black eye and one silver eye; no one knew what the significance of this was.
He gradually walked out of the corridor and into the light, where Zhongli Yueluo could see him clearly.
He is indeed a unique and handsome young man, but the chill emanating from him is even colder than when Su Fengjun first met him.
“Me? You call him Feng Jun’s father, so you should call me mother.”
Zhongli Yueluo didn't even stand up. How could she possibly resist such a cold-faced but warm-hearted person?
Su Nian heard that her voice was equally cold, but her face was so delicate and beautiful that it made people completely unguarded.
He slowly walked to Su Fengjun's side: "This is your wife? The rumored second princess of Ximo Mountain who isn't very good."
He actually dared to say that to Zhongli Yueluo's face, his eyes filled with provocation.
Su Fengjun hadn't expected Su Nianhui to say such a thing; it was probably when they went to choose a husband.
They were talking secretly in the room, but he overheard them, and from then on, he had this idea.
Moreover, the ghost guards around him were no pushovers either; they were the elite troops left behind by his parents.
"Su Nianhui, I wonder where you heard these rumors?" Zhongli Yueluo asked, her eyes half-closed.
A slight upturn at the corners of his lips revealed a smile that was hard to decipher.
"Father Feng Jun, why did you tell her my name?" Su Nianhui was still a little unhappy.
"If you don't like me, there's nothing I can do. Who told your Fengjun father to like me? Oh... what do you call Su Fengling? He's also your father, isn't he?"
Then she gave a mischievous smile, put her hands on her hips, looked down at Su Nianhui, and said, "He likes me too!"
"Shameless and idiotic! How could my two fathers like a woman like you!"
"It's a pity, you're still too young to understand... you don't understand..."
She slowly walked two steps to him, bent down and gently touched his forehead.
Some kind of magic caused flower petals to scatter in front of him; these were the same flowers they had seen last night.
There were even blue and white ones, with a sweet fragrance, and there was even a whole one held between Zhongli Yueluo's two fingers.
She took his hand: "You can't go alone, but now you can see it."
Su Nianhui held the flower, furious, her face flushed, and stood there stunned. She had no idea what the flower meant to her.