538: Prepare to leave
Moreover, putting aside everything else, she was already Su Xuan's woman now, and in the future, she and their child would have to rely on Su Xuan, so she naturally wouldn't do anything to displease Su Xuan.
“Then what happened? Tell me about it!”
Lin Qingyue was still a little curious about Feng Chen's death.
After all, not long ago, Feng Chen was thriving, and then today Su Xuan came to tell her that Feng Chen had died!
It was truly regrettable!
Su Xuan embraced Lin Qingyue and recounted the truth of the matter to her.
From Feng Chen participating in the Gambling King Tournament, then losing money due to consecutive defeats and going to Wang Ming's brother to borrow money.
Then, Wang Ming's brother suddenly said that Feng Chen had killed Wang Ming, and coupled with Feng Chen's inability to repay the money, he was ultimately killed with a single sword stroke.
These matters had already spread, and even if Lin Qingyue were to inquire, she would get the same answer.
“So that's how it is! Alas! Life is truly unpredictable!”
Lin Qingyue sighed. She knew that gambling was something one couldn't be deceived by temporary fame and fortune.
Although Feng Chen had won money and been glorious before, he lost it all back in just a few days, and even lost his life.
As for Wang Ming's brother saying that Feng Chen killed Wang Ming, Lin Qingyue felt strange but didn't say much.
Of course she knew that with Feng Chen's abilities, he couldn't possibly have killed Wang Ming, but what did that have to do with her?
She only wanted to know the cause of Feng Chen's death; besides that, she had no other plans.
“Yes, this Young Master was so glorious a few days ago, but today he's gone!”
Su Xuan also sighed. Originally, he wanted to say some sarcastic remarks, but since he was in front of Lin Qingyue and considering the deceased, Su Xuan held back.
“Husband, you must learn from this lesson. In the future, you must not go to such places, do you understand?”
Lin Qingyue admonished him.
With Feng Chen as a precedent, she certainly didn't want Su Xuan to repeat the same mistakes.
“Don't worry, my wife, I certainly won't go to such places. I'll never go there in this life!”
“Look at that Feng Chen, how pitiful he is. Because he went to such a place, not only did he lose his life, but his wife also ended up in someone else's hands!”
“You are so beautiful, how could I tolerate anyone else touching you?”
Su Xuan said with a smile, then gently kissed Lin Qingyue's face, making her blush with shyness.
“Husband, you're so naughty!”
Lin Qingyue said shyly.
“By the way, where is Feng Chen's body?”
Lin Qingyue suddenly asked.
Although Feng Chen was dead, she didn't want him to be left exposed on the street. If possible, she wanted to find someone to collect his body.
“I'm not sure about that. I heard that Young Master Wang was very angry and ended up scattering his ashes. I don't know if it's true or not!”
Su Xuan said with a smile.
“Alright! So that's how it is! I thought…”
Lin Qingyue sighed. She didn't expect Feng Chen to be so miserable, not even having a complete body after death…
No, this wasn't even about not having a complete body; this should be called not having a body left at all!
How tragic! It was truly too tragic! Lin Qingyue was filled with regret.
“Alright, let's not talk about Feng Chen anymore. I suddenly had a feeling just now… How about we…”
Su Xuan looked at Lin Qingyue's face, feeling a little impatient.
“Husband… How can you be so naughty? I just gave birth to An'er not long ago, how can you be like this!”
Lin Qingyue said this, but her body very honestly cooperated with Su Xuan.
Su Xuan chuckled, his fingertips lightly tracing Lin Qingyue's cheek, his tone carrying a lazy indulgence.
“What does that matter? Look how soundly An'er is sleeping now! We won't disturb him!”
Su Xuan said with a mischievous smile.
Lin Qingyue's cheeks were flushed, and she playfully pushed him, but he took the opportunity to pull her even closer.
The moonlight from outside the window streamed through the sheer curtains, casting dappled light and shadows on the floor. The air was filled with a faint, sweet fragrance.
“Always so improper, did you come to find me just for that kind of thing?”
Lin Qingyue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, but she no longer struggled.
“What else? Am I here to do charity?”
Su Xuan said with a mischievous smile.
“You actually dare to admit it! You big bad guy!”
Lin Qingyue said, feigning anger.
“What's there not to admit! In this world, there aren't many men as honest as me!”
Su Xuan chuckled.
“Besides, seeing you look a bit sad just now, wasn't I trying to do something to make you happy?”
Su Xuan explained.
“Does doing this kind of thing make one happy?”
Lin Qingyue asked, puzzled.
“How could it not make you happy? Every time you're so loud, I see you're always very happy!”
Su Xuan's words made Lin Qingyue blush profusely.
“Always spouting such blunt truths!”
Lin Qingyue buried her face in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. The regret she felt earlier because of Feng Chen's matter gradually faded.
This man in front of her was truly too good at comforting people. Lin Qingyue had long forgotten about Feng Chen's matter from earlier.
The bed curtains gently fell, isolating everything from the outside.
Su Xuan's kiss gently landed between her eyebrows. Lin Qingyue closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his palm, and a smile unconsciously bloomed at the corner of her lips.
“Gently…”
Lin Qingyue murmured.
“Don't worry, I'm very gentle!”
Su Xuan's voice was tinged with a smile, but his movements grew even softer.
As the night deepened, the candlelight in the room flickered a few times, then slowly extinguished.
The moonlight outside the window remained bright, quietly illuminating this small corner of the world, as if also guarding this rare tenderness.
The next morning, when Lin Qingyue woke up, the space beside her was already empty. Seeing this, she immediately panicked, fearing that Su Xuan had left.
She sat up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and saw Su Xuan walk in, carrying a bowl of bird's nest soup.
Upon seeing Su Xuan's figure, Lin Qingyue's tense mood immediately relaxed a few points.
“He's still here, he hasn't left me!”
Lin Qingyue thought.
“Awake? It's freshly stewed, drink it while it's hot!”
Su Xuan handed the bowl to her, a smile in his eyes.
Lin Qingyue took the bird's nest bowl, her fingertips touching the warm curve of the porcelain, and the lingering unease in her heart completely dissipated.
She sipped slowly, the sweet warmth sliding down her throat. When she looked up, she met Su Xuan's gaze as he leaned by the bed, watching her, his eyes filled with an unmelting sweetness.
“Wife, we should leave. Qingfeng Town is no longer suitable for us to stay in!”
Now, with everything regarding Feng Chen and the Destined Protagonist resolved, it was time to leave.
Soon, it would be the day the Tianwu Holy Land launched its punitive expedition against the Demonic Den, and he still had Evil Soul Heaven to deal with.
To be precise, the person he needed to deal with should be Night Luo; Evil Soul Heaven was temporarily not within consideration.
“Leave… Where are we going?”
Lin Qingyue asked curiously.
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