nycdaug Chapter 363 No Love Letters?
Chapter 363 No Love Letters?
"I hope so. Well, you've had a hard journey. Take care on your trip!"
Sikong Jin gave a strained smile. Seeing that Changfeng had already turned and walked towards the steps outside the pavilion, she seemed to suddenly remember something and called out, "Changfeng, wait a moment!"
"Is there anything else, sir?"
Changfeng quickly stopped and turned around with some confusion to look at Sikong Jin. Seeing that she seemed a little awkward and even embarrassed, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.
Lady Sikong coughed lightly a few times, raised her hand to touch her nose, and a slight blush appeared on her beautiful, fair face. There was even a rare hint of shyness in her sparkling eyes. She asked softly, "Um, um, did you forget something and give me something?"
Upon hearing Lord Sikong's words, Changfeng, who had been somewhat dumbfounded by her appearance, was immediately taken aback. "Huh? Forgot something?"
Changfeng thought about it carefully, then looked at Lord Sikong with a puzzled expression and replied, "No! What is it?"
No?
How can it be!
Lady Sikong immediately frowned. "Really not?"
"No, sir! What are you talking about?"
Changfeng frowned and asked.
Lady Sikong's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she immediately raised her voice, "How could there be nothing? Didn't Emperor Beizun ask you to bring me anything?"
Upon hearing this, the shyness that had just been faintly visible on her beautiful face vanished without a trace, replaced by a gloomy expression as she stared intently at Changfeng.
Changfeng was also startled by Lord Sikong's posture. He thought hard and thought, making sure that the Lord really didn't have anything for him to give to Lord Sikong, before answering, "Really, no, sir! The Lord only asked me to deliver a message to you!"
"What? No? Did he ask you to send me a letter?"
Lord Sikong's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but speak.
Seriously? She wrote him such a long, passionate, and cheesy love letter, how could he not react? How could he not reply to her? And he hasn't written to her at all lately?
They're not writing as frequently and actively as they used to!
Changfeng paused for a moment, then shook his head.
Lady Sikong's delicate face immediately darkened. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Is he alright?"
"The poster is very well, sir."
Changfeng raised his eyebrows, trying hard to suppress the laughter that was about to burst out, and replied.
Lord Sikong narrowed his eyes at him, thought for a moment, and then asked, "That should be quite good. By the way, I heard that the maids around him are quite beautiful. Are they locals from your Great Zhou capital?"
"A maidservant by the master's side? No, the master has always been served by Eunuch Wang, there are no maidservants."
The simple-minded Changfeng couldn't understand the hidden meaning in Lord Sikong's words at this moment, so he answered honestly.
However, as soon as she finished answering, she saw that Lord Sikong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Then, as if she had thought of something, she stared at Lord Sikong with wide eyes and a very strange look in her eyes!
"Are you sure he doesn't have any particularly beautiful maids or women around him? Oh, what kind of look is that? I was just worried he was lonely and bored, so I captured a few pretty women to offer to His Majesty... But I heard His Majesty has very high standards, so I thought better of it. Such looks would be beneath him... Don't look at me like that... I have other matters to attend to in the army, so I'll head back now and won't see you off!"
Before Changfeng could respond, Lord Sikong pulled up his hood and hurried away.
Sikong was furious that she hadn't received the love letter from Di Beizun. What's more, she had shamelessly asked Changfeng about it. The image of maintaining a bit of reserve in Changfeng was completely ruined. Hopefully, he wouldn't tell Di Beizun.
That bastard Di Beizun! I finally managed to write that cheesy, love-filled letter, and he didn't even reply! And he hasn't written back in so long—he clearly doesn't take me, Sikong Jin, seriously at all!
Lord Sikong returned to Patan City in a huff, his hands behind his back. At the gate of the military camp, he saw Fatty Zhu and Meng Benbo arguing. The topic of their argument was none other than Lord Sikong!
Zhu Si, his face flushed and neck red, roared at Meng Benbo, "I told you, sir, that the man is eighteen this year. I've seen his age!"
"Nineteen, right? He secretly asked me for a nineteenth birthday present just a few days ago!"
"Eighteen! I bet you!"
"Nineteen! I'd bet on that too!"
"He really is eighteen. Isn't he supposed to return to the capital after the New Year to marry the Ninth Princess? It's such a pity for the Ninth Princess. A beautiful flower is stuck in our lord's pile of cow dung. Our lord has already been having an affair with the Northern Emperor. I wonder what the princess is thinking now!"
"I really don't know what the Ninth Princess could have fallen for. Not only is he greedy and lustful, but he's also a pervert. And what's with that kind of appearance for a grown man? And have you noticed that he actually looks incredibly fair-skinned? If he wore some blush, he'd be more feminine than a woman. I used to think he was underdeveloped, but why do I find him so handsome the more I look at him? In a womanly way. Look at his hips and waist, don't they look... well, you know... except for that... flatness..."
"That seems to be true. He's not fair-skinned and delicate. Would the Northern Emperor even be interested in him? With his physique, I don't believe he could even be on top. Is he capable?"
"Exactly! I saw the Northern Emperor so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe. His aura was so powerful that even an adult couldn't withstand it!"
The two chatted back and forth, completely unaware that the person they were talking about was right behind them, staring at them with a gloomy expression.
After an unknown amount of time, the two vaguely felt a strange, bone-chilling cold coming from behind them. They exchanged a glance and turned around to look behind them, only to find that Lord Sikong was staring at them coldly like a demon.
Meng Benbo was taken aback and cried out in horror, "My God!"
Zhu the Fatty was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He slapped his thigh and ran away!
Lord Sikong leaped up, grabbed them one by one, beat them mercilessly, and then swaggered away.
Back in the central command tent, the Grand Commandant vaguely recalled what Meng Benbo and the others had just said. Logically, with the New Year approaching, she should indeed return to the capital to marry Xing Fuhua, but…
Thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel another headache coming on.
Xing Qitian and the others have been back in the capital for quite some time now, and there has been no news from them. The last letter from Tang Jingyao only briefly told her about the discussions among some officials in the court about her, without mentioning the situation of Xing Fuhua and Su Yue.