Chapter 114

  There's already a hint of summer in the air, an early summer feel. The wind gently plays among the trees, vibrant flowers bloom amidst the leaves, making one's heart feel carefree and at ease. The sunlight leaps between the branches, so beautiful it makes one dizzy, not daring to gaze directly.

  Someone quietly walked in, walking quietly, Sima Rui's mind was absent-mindedly looking at the osmanthus flower in front of him, and in his eyes was the smile and voice of Murong Feng at that time, gentle, soft and beautiful.

  As for the news of Murong Feng, he never gave up, but there was never any news from her. He didn't dare to think about whether she had really left this world or not. I wonder if she is doing well now? In another world, is there someone who loves her as much as he does?

  It's just that thinking about it, if there really is someone who loves her as much as he does, his heart feels like it's being pricked by a needle, the pain is unbearable. He'd rather be the only one in the world to love her this way.

  A pair of hands were placed on his eyes, with a slight warmth, a faint fragrance, and soft skin, it should be a woman.

  "Meng Wanlu, I'm warning you, don't make me come over there myself. Out of respect for your being a woman, I'll give you the freedom to leave on your own, take your hands off." Sima Rui said coldly, unable to conceal all the disgust in his tone.

  There is a faint smile, but his hand still hasn't let go.

  Simarui's heart was filled with anger and disgust, he raised his hand to grab Meng Wanluo's arm and said in a disgusted tone: "Meng Wanluo, are you done yet?!"

  The hand covering his eyes was pulled open, and he was dragged by him, almost falling onto the stone pedestal in the pavilion. A pair of hands subconsciously grabbed his arm, and a bright smiling face appeared before Sima Rui's eyes.

  For a moment, Sima Rui felt dizzy.

  "It's a soft tone, a slight rebuke. 'Sima Rui, are you doing this on purpose? I kindly brought the recipe over, if you didn't want it that's fine, why must you do this?!'"

  Simarui stood upright on the spot, his breathing almost stopped.

  Murong Feng smiled as she looked at the courtyard that had appeared in her illusion, this place where she had crossed over, still unchanged, except for the house where she and Sima Rui held the ceremony was gone, probably burned down by Chun Liu. Everything else remained the same, she deliberately avoided looking at the lanterns hanging from the eaves and the faded auspicious characters, instead turning her head to look at Sima Rui who stood there with a stunned expression. He still looked as handsome and evil as ever.

  A simple white dress, long hair falling on her shoulders, a jade pin holding back the green silk, a face of pure beauty and elegance, refined and noble temperament, a lovable and charming expression, standing there as if merged with the air.

  Simarui just stood there stupidly, without any reaction.

  Murong Feng stood up straight, waved his hand in front of Sima Rui's eyes and smiled: "Sima Rui, I told you before that scaring people can kill them. You scared me three times, but I only scared you once. Do you really not want to talk to me anymore?"

  Simarui still didn't speak.

  "Alright, I'll wait then. Whenever you feel like talking to me again, I'll talk to you." As he spoke, Murong Feng sat down in front of the stone table, fiddling with the cups on it, still wearing a smile on his face, his tone still warm and gentle. "Where's Chun Liu? Why isn't she here? It seemed like Yan Yu just went out, why does she look unhappy?"

  Although there is a faint sense of guilt in her heart, what has happened to her in that white and bright world? Perhaps she has become a vegetable, perhaps she has already lost her life. Never mind, just let herself be selfish for once, where is it not alive, why must it be normal to live in the 21st century, as long as there is love, living anywhere is good.

  What about parents? What about friends? Duan Zhishan?...... Hope they are all doing well.

  Simarui's heartbeat almost stopped, staring at the woman in front of him, foolishly.

  Yan Yu returned from outside, holding the medicine she had obtained from Li Fei, and did not notice Murong Feng in the pavilion. She lowered her head and said to Sima Rui: "Fourth prince, I've brought the medicine. I'll go apply it to Chun Liu now. Li Fei has asked you to come over, saying there's something she needs to discuss with you."

  "What's wrong with Spring Willow?" Murong Feng asked in puzzlement.

  "Ah!——" Yan Yu's reaction was direct, she looked at the woman in the pavilion, feeling dry mouth, she didn't believe that Murong Feng had died, but seeing it with her own eyes still gave her a fright. Murong Feng seemed to have no changes at all, as if he had just left for a while and came back, wearing light-colored clothes, having a gentle face, smiling warmly, speaking softly, still the same Murong Feng, who had been away for half a year and was now back! "Fourth Prince's Consort, you, when did you come back? Yan Yu and Chun Liu almost died thinking about you!"

  Murong Feng smiled slightly and said, "I just woke up, I want to thank the medicine from Wumeng country, it's really amazing, it can make me sleep for nearly half a year without any problem. And also thank the family who saved me, although I was unconscious all the time, they took care of me with all their heart. If not for their care, relying solely on the medicine to sustain myself, I'm afraid when I woke up, I would be as weak as a ghost. Ah, what about Chunliu? What medicine should be applied to her?"

  "Hmm, this..." Yan Yu glanced at Sima Rui and thought to herself: It's all set, you should quickly get rid of Meng Wanlu, but it seems like you're too lazy to do so. Now that the fourth prince's consort has returned, how will you handle the situation? The question is, should we tell the fourth prince's consort about Chunliu being injured by the new princess? I'm afraid she'll be distressed if she finds out, but not telling her would also be problematic if she wants to see Chunliu. Although she's an intelligent person, for a moment, there was nothing to say.

  Murong Feng turned to Sima Rui and asked in a low voice: "What happened to Chun Liu? Why didn't Yan Yu dare say it? Where is she now?"

  Simarui's only feeling was that he was dreaming, and he had already had many such dreams before. Every time in his dream, there would be Murong Feng with a faint smile and a slight frown. Was this time also a dream?!

  Seeing Sima Rui's lack of response, Yan Yu's eyes welled up with tears and she said without regard for propriety: "The Fourth Prince's consort is asking you, why won't you acknowledge her?"

  "I," Sima Rui took a step forward, reached out and grasped Murong Feng's hand, it was warm, real, his tears burst forth, joyful and unrestrained, as if the world had suddenly become bright and radiant, as if all the gloom had vanished, "Feng'er, is it you? Is it really you?"

  "Of course it's me." Murong Feng smiled slightly, reached out to wipe away Sima Rui's tears, and said softly, "Do you know how much I've missed you? Although I was unconscious, in my consciousness, there has always been you. If it weren't for thinking of you, maybe today's me wouldn't be standing here. Sima Rui, have you been thinking of me all along?"

  "Yes, yes, yes!" Sima Rui nodded excitedly, not knowing what to say, but just being overjoyed, looking at Murong Feng, his heart seemed to be soaring, really wanting to hug Murong Feng and jump up on the spot.