Have You Written Your Will Today?-Chapter 488 - 482: What? Do You Want Me to Sympathize with a Scoundrel?

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Chapter 488: Chapter 482: What? Do You Want Me to Sympathize with a Scoundrel?

Is he planning to settle scores after autumn?

Shen Hua immediately sensed danger.

"There’s nothing more to say. It’s just an offhand remark. You needn’t take it to heart."

Moreover, when they were in the alley, Cui Yun didn’t explain anything, perhaps he enjoys this kind of thrill.

She suddenly sat up straight, only to be gently hooked back by him. The girl’s eyes trembled anxiously.

However, soon she remembered another matter.

The girl! In the book I read today! Before being pushed off the cliff, she was riding with her husband.

Shen Hua’s mood became very downcast.

"I read a book today."

The energetic girl in his arms became listless, her voice sounding dull.

"The girl in the book, as serene and gentle as me. Countless men wanted to marry her."

The horse slowed down from a trot to a walk.

Cui Yun’s eyebrows slightly raised. While she felt down, she did not forget to praise herself.

"Later, under the decision of the elders in her family, after getting married and caring for her husband and teaching her children, her life was smooth for a couple of years."

But good times did not last long.

"Her husband started coming home later and later and grew impatient and inconsiderate towards her; it took her months to learn that the young man married her solely because she resembled by eighty percent the girl he had been longing for but couldn’t have."

Previously untouchable, but now that moonlight’s husband was dead. The in-laws could not stand her. Her own family had complaints about this, even less willing to take her back.

She had nowhere to go, and for him, it became a fortunate event after going in circles.

Right before his eyes, no longer untouchable. Once his beloved came back, the counterfeit goods, even if she bore him children, also became an existence he disregarded.

"But he cared about his reputation and knew his actions were outrageous. Since the wife had not committed any of the Seven Reasons, he couldn’t divorce her, so he thought about her death."

Such a widow, a widower, just happened to make a pair.

"In the dead of the night, he pushed her into the cliff."

Her voice got softer as she spoke. At the end, fitting to the scene, she sniffled.

Cui Yun patiently listened to her until the end. He felt that Shen Hua was not saying what he liked to hear.

As expected, the girl covered her mouth with her hand, yawned, then continued with utter weakness: "He lured her to the cliff, and then the two of them sat together on one horse."

Afraid Cui Yun didn’t understand. Shen Hua didn’t forget to clarify.

"Just like you and me now."

Cui Yun was silent. Seeing her so weary, he simply turned the horse around.

Shen Hua: "Huh?"

"I have dealt with many murder cases and hold the power of life and death. But I am indeed an upright official, I won’t wrong a good person."

"I’m sending you home."

Cui Yun said meaningfully: "To avoid putting an undeserved name on you."

But Shen Hua hadn’t finished. She was still immersed in the story.

"Do you know?"

Cui Yun didn’t want to know.

"After the executioner harmed his first wife, he regretted it."

"He! Belatedly realized, he had already fallen in love with his wife!"

"Ironically, he didn’t turn himself in, and his business grew bigger and bigger."

And then the ending!!!

"In the last part of the book, when their children were grown and settled, he, with white hair, using a walking cane, took his grandchildren to her grave to offer incense."

She spoke a line that disgusted Shen Hua so far.

She also wanted to use it to disgust Cui Yun.

Shen Hua: "Grandfather cherished your grandmother the most in his life. He only wishes to be her husband again in the next life."

But after finishing, there was no response from behind her.

She elbowed him. Her face was tight, quite reluctant.

Cui Yun lowered his head and asked, "What? You still want me to empathize with the scum?"

Shen Hua: ???

The more she talked to him, the more she wanted to die.

When the carriage stopped at the Minister of Justice Mansion, Cui Yun lifted Shen Hua off the horse, and she immediately turned to enter the mansion.

She walked dozens of steps, yet heard no movement from behind.

The girl couldn’t help but be astonished. She even didn’t want to believe it.

So! There is no mutual affection, nor is there reluctant separation, right?

It seems he just simply escorted her. Nothing more.

Just? Like this?

All the way back, he did not engage in any unseemly behavior; compared to the past, he was even overly gentlemanly.

What a coincidence, after the return of the White Moonlight, this was exactly the attitude of the young man in the book!

Shen Hua couldn’t help it and turned her head to look.

There was no one there.

Yangyang turned her head back, pouting and absentmindedly walked towards the small courtyard.

As she passed by the rockery, she accidentally stepped on a dry twig, her body leaning forward, yet a force pulled her into the cavern of the rockery.

She was startled, yet she recognized the familiar scent.

Shen Hua’s tone was harsh: "Didn’t you leave?"

In the darkness, his warm breath: "I couldn’t leave through the main gate."

His hand landed on Shen Hua’s fingertips, gently, in slow motion, gradually covering the back of her hand. Then irritatingly, he slipped between her fingers.

Shen Hua’s heart pounded like a drum.

Sometimes, holding hands can be more exhilarating than a kiss.

"People of Xie Xun are watching, if I had left through the main gate, within a short time, he would come looking for me for an all-night conversation." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Shen Hua after all didn’t pull her hand back, as if tacitly consenting.

"How did you come here then?"

He replied indifferently: "I climbed the wall."

"A Prince stooping to such actions."

"Who’s to blame?"

The vision was too dark, Shen Hua was unclear, but she could guess that Cui Yun was not the least bit embarrassed.

But before she could speak, she heard some arguments outside.

"Let go."

Ji Teng softly said, "Let’s talk."

"You say talk and we talk? Being an Emperor really is something, huh?"

Ji Teng’s disgust towards Wei Han deepened another layer. Because of him, Wei Yingying was even reluctant to have a proper conversation with him now.

"Didn’t you say this morning you wanted to eat dumplings from the southern city? I specially went to buy them, they’re still hot, try them."

Wei Yingying was unimpressed with Ji Teng’s effort of traversing half of Shengjing for her: "Now of all times, you speak to me of dumplings?"

"But... they’ll be cold soon."

Wei Yingying: !!!

She was very upset.

And just then, Cui Yun boldly pulled someone out with him. As they passed by them, Shen Hua’s eyes shone brightly, she even wanted to lean over, but in the end, it was Cui Yun who pulled her away.

Cui Yun left a remark for Ji Teng: "What a nag."

Ji Teng: "No worries!"

He was even considerate: "I bought two bowls of dumplings, want some?"

Cui Yun looked at Shen Hua.

Girl: "I fear indigestion."

Watching them walking away, Wei Yingying clenched her teeth: "I! Also fear indigestion!"

"Nonsense, you always eat late-night snacks at this hour every night."

Wei Yingying: !!!

Can you either kill me or let me kill myself?

While on this end, as they reached an area with no one around, his low voice seemed inaudible: "Finally, it’s quiet."

As he spoke, the girl was pushed against the small pillar in the corridor. Delicate kisses landed on her lips, unstoppable as he dove in while Shen Hua was lost in thought.

She struggled to breathe, pushing against him, kicking her feet: "Stop, we are not reconciled!"

To Cui Yun, her resistance felt like a kitten’s playful scratches.

He soothingly massaged the back of her neck, his body inching closer, feeling the softness of the girl’s body in front of him.

He was surprised and couldn’t stop himself from ruminating with imagination, his throat rolling.

Bending over her, his breath intermingling taught her: "Wrong."

His breathy voice was nearly seductive.

"It’s cousin brother, don’t stop, please continue."