Chapter 218

It's haunted.

Really haunted......

No, really haunted by Chinu!

This world is bustling, but only Chinu dares to speak, dares to cause such a thing!

She had just scolded Yu Lve in Dun Cheng for trying to sway her thoughts, yet now......

"Wife Master......"

Calling again and again, it summoned Du Shanü's consciousness back.

Chinu feigned pitifulness, and Du Shanü could see his affected pretentiousness today, his mind deep and scheming.

But she felt anxious, unable to stop wanting to hear more.

The beauty lowered her gaze, wiped at the nonexistent tear at the corner of her eye, and naturally had a graceful bearing.

"Wife Master, I, the slave, know I cannot compare to the Young Emperor......"

Chinu lightly hooked his fingertip around his wife master's pinky, hesitant and endearing, moreover pitiful.

"But with my looks and temperament, and such a background, if I can't find support, I fear the next few decades will be hard to endure......"

He could never forget the words of Fuzhouzi—

She already had a legitimate husband.

He was merely her hidden concubine, of lowly status, at her beck and call, confined all day to his own little corner, longing for her favor.

Their child was already not the legitimate heir; if he were not even the eldest......

Then from then on, he would have no spirit at all, spending his life scraping by under others' eyes.

How could that be acceptable?

He's already called 'Chinu'; surely we can't let his child also become a slave like him?

No way, no way.

If he truly had an obedient child in the future, even if he knelt on the ground, he'd have to let the child use him as a stepping stone to climb up......

"Anyway...... you all, don't do it."

Chinu hooked his wife master's finger, a faint itch from Du Shanü's palm like a bone‑clinging maggot boring into marrow, straight to the heart and mind.

Under the boundless sunset, Chinu still felt it insufficient, the depths of his eyes growing a bit darker.

"Otherwise, otherwise......"

Du Shanü had been all too familiar with this posture before.

But previously, after these words came threats, annoyance, and 'If you don't do as I say, I'll give you two cuts and four holes'.

But now Chinu says, "【Make her heart soft by crying】".

After sharing a bed and pillow for so long, Chinu finally seemed to have discovered a matter of utmost importance—

That is, she loves him.

As long as he cries, she would gladly offer the heavens and earth before him, promising any sea‑oath, mountain‑pledge.

Du Shanü froze for a moment, only after several breaths did she regain her composure, the smile on her lips impossible to suppress.

"Good slave slave, have I not told you...... my pity is not suitable for you?"

She neither would agree nor answer.

Chinu froze, the deliberate affectation on his face vanished completely, and a hint of his familiar temperament could be seen in his brows and eyes.

Du Shanü pinched his fingers, then placed his good slave slave's hand back.

"It's cold outside; you came out in a hurry, didn't even put on clothes—go back soon."

Having said all this, the wife master still refuses to respond?!

If it were ordinary days, Chinu would surely cause a fuss.

Not only would he cause a fuss, he'd make heaven and earth overturn!

But today, Du Shanü had just flown into a rage, he too was rather startled, and moreover Afang had instructed before leaving......

Sun and moon offer no salvation; heaven and earth can be deceived.

Under the boundless sunset, Du Shanü saw the beauty before him, finally feeling unwilling, and angrily shook off her hand.

This time Du Shanü wasn't angry, only smiled again and said:

"I'm heading to Cang Cheng, perhaps taking a few days; wait for me at home, and entrust all affairs of Dun Cheng and Old Ju Cheng to you......"

"If you truly can't decide, or if something major happens, send someone to Cang Cheng to find me——"

Who wants to find you!

Chinu ultimately couldn't suppress that hint of resentment; the fragile act she'd put on fell apart in an instant.

He interrupted in a cold voice:

The Wife Master should die in Cang Cheng!

Tomorrow I'll die in Cang Cheng; the next day I'll bring people to besiege Cang Cheng, killing Yu Yiai along with A Chou, that damned cousin-in-law, and everything else—kill them all...... kill them all!

His hatred was overwhelming, so his voice inevitably rose a bit.

That voice skimmed across the evening sun's water; those by the river who had been packing their bags all looked up at him.

Du Shanü, however, was quite fond of this; her expression didn't change at all, and she lightly pecked the other's lips:

That's not allowed.

I've already decided how I'll die; if I must die, it'll be on your bed...... Go back now, I'll return home after I finish my business.

Go home.

Go home.

Those two words, light as they were, left Chinu in a daze.

She used to, but she only called going to Cang Cheng 'going home'!

And now, when speaking of Dun Cheng, she even calls it 'home'!

Chinu came rushing, staggering as he went.

Du Shanü was in high spirits, watching her beloved off, then she turned and faced the crowd waiting by the river.

She and Chinu were always glued together in Dun Cheng, so no one found it particularly surprising.

Only Yu Lve, gazing at her, saw in her eyes something hard to describe and a faint reproach barely perceptible.

Du Shanü was feeling good, so she naturally wouldn't bring up anything unpleasant.

So she unsaddled, dismounted, stepped onto the cabin, and looked far out at the sky.

Just then, the slanting light had not yet faded, and night was creeping in.

Heaven and earth already bore the air of dusk.

Perhaps because she saw Chinu, this bleak scene also appeared to Du Shanü to have a hint of vitality—

She knew full well that Chinu's affected behavior today was surely prompted by Chen Weifang.

But, but what could she do?

Du Shanü just eats this up—no, she eats up every trick of Chinu's.

Even when he came riding hard, demanding to know who she slept with, she felt an unbearable itch.

Just how intense was the itch?

Even someone like her, whose heart and eyes are full of affairs, would gladly addle her wits, become a foolish ruler, dally with Chinu day after day, and from then on the king would skip morning court....

When someone calls her out for being muddled, she declares righteously that she's merely hard at training archery with Chinu......

Du Shanü's thoughts were drifting when, ill‑timed, a dull thumping sound reached her ears:

"Du...... my lord, when did you and Chinu become an item?"

Du Shanü never worries about others' gazes in this life, and she will never demean herself by answering what she doesn't wish to.

She didn't even turn her head, only asking:

When did your Yu family cousin start wandering? How's Chong'an been these years? Why haven't you returned to your homeland?

She had actually wanted to ask this question for a long time.

But, to everyone's surprise, she didn't answer Yu Lve's question, and Yu Lve didn't respond to her words either.

Yu Lve was sparing with words; he only lifted his eyes to the horizon for a long time before speaking.

"...... I need to see Xiao Ai first."

Only after seeing Xiao Ai can he decide whether to speak.

Only after seeing Xiao Ai can he decide how much to say.

Even though Du Shanü faintly bears an emperor's air, Yu Lve's attitude remains largely aloof.

Du Shanü really laughed in anger this time, waving her hand and saying:

"Fine, then let's first go see the Young Emperor."