I just want to live a good life

Chapter 478 The Boy in the Painting

Su Nuan was wondering whether she should just run away before the New Year, when she heard Mu Yunting speak again.

"Don't think too much, and don't ask. Everything will be clear in a few months. Just remember that I love you and only you are in my heart."

"What did you say?" Su Nuan didn't quite believe her ears and wanted to hear Mu Yunting say it again.

"I said I love you, and I only have you in my heart."

The huge joy suddenly hit Su Nuan, making her dizzy. When she came to her senses, she became lively again, with joy in her eyes and eyebrows.

But she was still a little worried, and asked with a frown, "Is everything you said true?"

Mu Yunting chuckled, then replied softly: "These are all my true feelings."

So he said that the only person who can accommodate in his heart is himself!

Now she didn't need to suppress her lips, Su Nuan smiled brightly and brilliantly. But she felt sad that this person only said half of what he said, which made her cry so sadly.

But then again, it sounded happy when he said this, but there was always a sense of unreality. If the person in Mu Yunting's heart was himself, then what about Xun Zheng?

Su Nuan felt that her judgment on the relationship between Mu Yunting and Xun Zheng was correct. From resisting other women's approach to leaving the position of Crown Princess to Xun Zheng, all of these were evidence that Mu Yunting had feelings for Xun Zheng.

So when Su Nuan heard Mu Yunting say that she was the only one in his heart, her excitement and joy gradually calmed down, and she didn't know how to understand this. She didn't think Mu Yunting was lying, because he was too proud to do such a thing, but she couldn't figure out how she could monopolize Mu Yunting's heart when Xun Zheng was around.

Could it be that Mu Yunting already knew about Xun Zheng’s evil deeds?

It's very possible.

Su Nuan's mind was full of thoughts, but because Mu Yunting told her not to think too much or ask, she suppressed all the doubts in her heart. At this moment, she should enjoy this moment of being loved and not think about these annoying questions.

But as she was lost in thought, she missed the brief look of sadness that Mu Yunting revealed.

The next two people, one no longer mentioned having children, and the other did not ask questions about Xun Zheng. The two of them fell asleep in each other's arms in tacit understanding.

The night passed quietly. The sunlight shone through the window, leaving a mottled shadow on the ground. Su Nuan also opened his eyes from his sleep.

She had another dream. In the dream, she and Mu Yunshu were sitting in a teahouse. Mu Yunshu was smiling at her all the time, and his smile was gentle and affectionate.

Su Nuan was surprised that she dreamed of Mu Yunshu just after Mu Yunting expressed his feelings. She lay in bed in a daze for a long time until Chun Liu pushed the door open.

"My lady, you are finally awake. Steward Ding has come to see you three times."

"Why are you back?"

"Not only me, Baozhu, Meixiang and Lady Wang, we are all back. His Highness said that it would be inconvenient for you to have no capable people around you, so he brought us all back early in the morning."

I came back just in time, Su Nuan thought.

"You said Manager Ding came to see me, what's the matter?"

"He didn't say anything, just that if you wake up, go tell him."

Su Nuan guessed that Manager Ding might have come for tonight's Kitchen God worship. Mu Yunting had agreed to attend yesterday and he would not go back on his word, so there was no need to worry about this matter anymore.

Instead, it was the dream she had last night that concerned her a lot.

The person who was trying to kill her, the person who knocked her out, and the raging fire in her dream all gave Su Nuan a new idea about the original owner Xia Qingyan's burning of the Xia family's old house.

In addition to thanking Su Nuan for persuading Mu Yunting to offer sacrifices to the Kitchen God, Steward Ding came to see her to ask her to make decisions on many matters in the mansion. These matters were handled by Steward Ding in previous years. Su Nuan did not want to steal his credit, nor did she want to take on his work. She only made decisions on a few matters involving her, and left the rest to Steward Ding.

After Manager Ding left, Su Nuan sat down at the desk and drew a picture. The picture showed a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old. The boy was very handsome and looked very familiar, but Su Nuan couldn't figure out who this boy was.

He stared at the painting blankly for a long time, and was finally interrupted by the smell of Lady Wang's food.

Su Nuan was craving for the food as she hadn’t eaten Wang Niangzi’s cooking for many days.

Without being urged, he was waiting by the dining table early.

It was a little late for breakfast and a little early for lunch. Madam Wang originally just wanted to make some snacks for Su Nuan to fill her stomach, but it aroused Su Nuan's appetite and she ate all the snacks. Not yet full, she pulled Madam Wang to order food, but she couldn't think of what she wanted to eat the most, so she went to the kitchen with Madam Wang.

The two were selecting fresh ingredients that had been sent by Manager Kang in the kitchen when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to Duiyueju.

I spoke my true feelings last night, and finally made the awkward person no longer feel awkward. Today I hurried back to him, wanting to get closer to him.

Duiyueju was no longer as deserted as before. There was constant laughter in the yard, which could be heard from a long distance away. Mu Yunting's mood also became happier with the laughter.

After learning from Chunliu that Concubine Xia was in the kitchen, Mu Yunting went into the room alone to wait. He thought that he hadn't eaten the food she cooked for a long time, and he didn't know if there would be any new dishes today.

With such expectations, I came to the desk and saw the boy painted by Su Nuan.

It didn't seem like anything at first glance, but the more he looked, the more Mu Yunting's brows furrowed and his expression became uglier and uglier.