Chapter 55: Husband

ul. Besides, I've already had it, and there's also my saliva in the soup. Although you're a monk, you're still a man. I'm my lord's woman, and my saliva can't be eaten by you."She kept calling him "my...Qin LuoYan looked at the dark guard being thrown out, stunned for a moment, then suddenly grinned and gave Fu ZiMo a thumbs up, “Your Highness’ martial arts are truly amazing.”

"Your flattery isn't very convincing." Fu ZiMo said indifferently, but he didn't seem angry.

Qin Luo'yan shrugged nonchalantly, "Then what do you want me to flatter you with Your Highness, tell me, and I'll change my approach from now on."

Fu Zimuo looked at her meaningfully, then leaned close to her ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "A man, what he likes most to be praised by a woman is not his looks, right"

"Uh..." Qin Luoyan's eyes widened in shock. Was this... was she being teased again By the time she came to her senses, Fu Zimo had already taken the lead.

She was stunned, the smile on her face vanished in an instant, but when she followed Fu Zimu's footsteps, it quietly reappeared.

"Your Highness!" Qin Luo'yan walked quickly to his side, taking the initiative to link her arm with his. "Your Highness, my younger brother has never seen a temple fair this big. Could it be..."

"No!" Fu Zimo frowned and said, "Woman, it's not likeable to take advantage."

Qin Luoyan ignored his refusal, instead tiptoeing to his ear and whispering in a small voice, mimicking him: "If you take my younger brother with us, tonight... I'll give you a new position"

When she spoke, her face didn't flush, her heart didn't race, but a blush crept onto her cheeks as if it were feigned. This blush was just right, successfully causing Fu Zimo's pupils to constrict for a moment.

Men always can't resist such temptation, so the result is obvious.

The temple fair was held on a mountain outside Fengqi City. There were several Buddhist temples on the mountain, and many devout men and women came to offer incense. Because of the crowds, many vendors selling miscellaneous goods also gathered. The vendors attracted even more men and women who came for shopping, so the crowd grew larger and larger, eventually forming a bustling temple fair.

Over the past few years, temple fairs have been especially lively. This is because the temple on top of the mountain, Yue Long Temple, has been designated as a national temple by the emperor. Master Ru Hong, the abbot of Yue Long Temple, has also received numerous praises from the emperor for his boundless Buddhist teachings. Therefore, the temple fair here is more lively than in previous years.

In the carriage, Yisheng nervously sat beside Qin Luoyan, stealing glances at Fu Zimo who sat opposite them from time to time. His eyes were filled with intense hatred, but whenever Fu Zimo looked up, he quickly lowered his head in fear.

Fu Zi Mo let out a light hum, saying nothing but his gaze turned icy cold towards Qin Luo Yan, clearly blaming her for everything that happened to Yi Sheng.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain. The crowd was too dense, making it impossible for the carriage to proceed any further. Several people alighted from the carriage and walked. To avoid attracting attention, Fu Zimo, who was rarely seen in plain clothes today, donned a black simple robe. Even Jinmu, his ever-present companion, had changed into the attire of an ordinary servant.

On the contrary, Qin Luoyan, although she was only wearing ordinary cloth garments, because of her outstanding appearance, when she appeared in the crowd, she immediately attracted the attention of everyone around her. Among them, men's eyes were especially fiery.

"You really are a magnet for trouble," Fu Zi Mo walked beside Qin Luo Yan, his voice laced with anger.

Qin Luo'yan was startled, then raised a brilliant smile. Right in front of everyone, she openly took hold of Fu Zimu's arm. In public, Fu Zimu had always been the aloof Martial Duke, so he had never been held so intimately before. He instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Don't tease, my husband..." Qin Luoyan's soft and sweet address of "my husband" sent shivers down everyone's spine.

Perhaps because he was too shocked, Fu Zimo froze for a moment and forgot to push her hand away. In the next instant, he was being dragged forward by her arm.

When people around heard her words, both men and women felt intense jealousy. After all, Fu Zi Mo's appearance was breathtakingly handsome. Women couldn't help but be mesmerized by him, but suddenly hearing Qin Luo Yan call him "husband," meant he already had a wife How could this not make them jealous

And men were the same, seeming to feel that Qin Luoyan was a pity for being married. When they looked at Fu Zimo, their eyes carried a hint of scrutiny. Such a handsome man, wasn't he a kept man

Ignoring the thoughts of the people around her, Qin Luoyan pulled Fu Zimo's hand to a small stall selling jewelry. She picked and chose for a while, then turned back and asked, "Husband, do you think this one is pretty"

Fu Zi Mo's brows furrowed, his face turning a bit grim, "This husband is someone you can call"

Deep down, he always felt she was a lowly woman, someone who was never worthy of being his wife, wasn't she Qin Luoyan thought this way, her eyes darkened, and a deep sorrow filled her bright eyes. She said, "Is it not possible even for just this one day I know I'm not worthy, so can I just have this one day"

Her almost pleading tone, her face full of sorrow, her pitiful and moving appearance, all showed to the extreme in this moment.

She knew that with a man like Fu Zimu, who was used to holding a high position and taking a tough stance, it would be absolutely ineffective. Therefore, using softness to overcome hardness was the right way to go.

As expected, Fu Zimo didn't speak, but he didn't refuse either.

Qin LuoYan was quick-witted, immediately picking up a silver men's finger ring from the small stall and offering it to him. "Husband, do you like this If you do, I'll buy it for you."

It's courteous to give gifts, even if they are not expensive, as they will never be unwelcome.

Fu ZiMo let out a cold snort, not even bothering to glance at the ring finger. It seemed like even looking at such a cheap thing would dirty his eyes. He turned and walked away.

Qin Luoyan shrugged nonchalantly, but still took out the silver and bought the silver ring. She pulled Wing Sheng to her side, "Wing Sheng, come see if there's anything you like, sister will buy it for you."

Yīngshēng didn't even glance at the things on the small stall. Seeing Fù Zǐmò already walking far away, he tugged Qin Luòyān's arm and said: "Sister, why do you want to please that man"

Qin Luo'yan was taken aback. She hadn't expected that even a six or seven-year-old Yisheng would know she was deliberately trying to curry favor with Fu Zimo.

She touched his head, "Sister likes him, he's sister's man."

When she said this, Qin Luoyan's gaze fell on Fu Zimu's back in front of her. With his martial arts skills, at such a close distance, he could definitely hear the conversation between the two. So she couldn't tell Yisheng the truth, but she could use this opportunity to pretend to express her feelings.

As Fu Zimu walked ahead, he paused briefly when she said that. But the next instant, he seemed to casually continue walking forward. After a few steps, he suddenly turned back, "What are you doing standing there Are you here to visit the temple fair or just stroll around the foot of the mountain"

"Oh, here he comes!" Qin Luoyan secretly twitched the corner of her mouth, pleased. She knew he had indeed heard her.

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