Long Live the Empress

Chapter 257 Cry loudly

The storehouse of Qiansui Mansion was not far away. According to Yan Liyuan's pace, it would only take half a cup of tea. But Yue Jinghao was different. After all, she was still a weak woman. How could she be compared with someone with martial arts skills?

Seeing that Yue Jinghao was lagging behind, Yan Liyuan deliberately slowed down his pace and said sarcastically, "I thought Miss Yue was good at everything!"

Yue Jinghao was really helpless about Yan Liyuan's temper. He was obviously taking care of her, but he still had to be stubborn and say hurtful words. "How can a powerful minister compare to you?"

Yan Liyuan suddenly stopped, leaned down and whispered in Yue Jinghao's ear: "I have a stronger one, do you want to try it?"

"..." This man is so dishonest! Yue Jinghao was too lazy to pay attention to him, and boldly stretched out her hand to push Yan Liyuan's face away from her. "Nine thousand years old, you should try it yourself, I am not worthy of it!"

After saying that, Yue Jinghao didn't care about Yan Liyuan's expression and just walked forward on her own.

Yue Jinghao's hands were soft as if they had no bones, and they were also slightly cool... Yan Liyuan gently stroked his face with his hands. God knows that the moment Yue Jinghao's hands touched his, his heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of his chest. He really hoped that the warmth would never disappear...

When Wang Yi arrived, he saw Yan Liyuan standing in the corridor in a daze. He stepped forward and reminded him softly, "Master, Miss Yue has gone far away..."

Yan Liyuan glared at Wang Yi, looked at the greasy stains on his lips and said unhappily, "The food in the kitchen today is good?"

"More than good! Lord Governor, you know what, this Miss Yue is really good at both housekeeping and cooking, and her dishes are simply amazing! It's because I'm smart, otherwise the dishes Miss Yue reserved for me would have been snatched away by those bad boys..." Wang Yi complained while savoring the taste, not noticing that Yan Liyuan's face had become as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Did she leave some food for you?" Yan Liyuan said dimly.

"..." Wang Yi's mumbling suddenly stopped. How could he forget that his governor was a thousand-year-old vinegar? He secretly glanced at Yan Liyuan. His intuition told him that the governor was in a bad mood and he must not provoke him... "That's right... That's right... Governor... Miss Yue is calling you!"

Yan Liyuan looked into the distance and, sure enough, Yue Jinghao was looking at him.

Yan Liyuan couldn't bear to leave Yue Jinghao waiting in the cold wind, so he walked towards her with big steps.

Just as Wang Yi was secretly rejoicing, he heard Yan Liyuan say, "From now on, I'll leave the task of finding fruits to you!"

"...Yes..." Wang Yi had no choice but to agree painfully.

Warehouse

Yue Jinghao burst into tears as she looked at the dowry placed in the box. She touched the cold gold, stone and jade artifacts one by one and was lost in memories of her mother.

Yue Jinghao's mother died young, and her memories are vague. She only remembers that her mother always cried when she saw her in the middle of the night. She was still young at that time, and she didn't understand why her mother always shed tears. It was not until she heard her grandmother's words a while ago that she realized that her mother must have known that she didn't have much time left, and she was reluctant to abandon her young daughter. She also hated Yue Hanwen's ruthlessness...

Yan Liyuan looked at Yue Jinghao quietly. At this moment, she was so helpless and aggrieved. Her thin shoulders were trembling slightly, as if a heavy burden was pressing on them.

Yan Liyuan couldn't bear it any longer, so he hugged Yue Jinghao from behind and said softly, "Don't be afraid, no one will be able to bully you anymore! I will kill them all!"

Yan Liyuan's embrace was so warm that Yue Jing didn't want to leave. She thought about everything in her past life and her mother's tragic death. She could no longer control herself and burst into tears in Yan Liyuan's arms.

Yan Liyuan was not good at comforting people. He just patted Yue Jing's shoulders again and again, but the anger in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger...