RPAGF Chapter 135 Clean it up
Chapter 135 Clean it up
Wen Jiayue was momentarily lost in thought.
Should I kiss him first?
They were too close; Shen Fuhan's lips lightly brushed against her face.
The warm breath he exhaled also brushed against her face, causing a tingling and slightly itchy sensation.
Wen Jiayue snapped back to reality, turned her face away, and pursed her lips, saying, "I think I'll get off the bus."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Shen Fuhan pinched her chin and kissed her.
Wen Jiayue's eyes widened instantly. How could he do this!
She tried to struggle, but the coachman was right in front of her, and she could vaguely see his back as the curtain swayed.
She dared not move again, and after a while, Shen Fuhan released her.
He stroked her lips and whispered, "I will always be with you."
Wen Jiayue glared at him angrily and removed his hand.
He didn't let go, still lingering on her lips in an ambiguous way.
“The lip rouge has smudged a bit,” Shen Fuhan explained. “If you don’t need it, I won’t touch it up.”
Wen Jiayue: "..."
She knew she would have to see people soon, so she had no choice but to let go of his hand and let it roam over her face.
His gaze was focused, and his touch was gentle, as if he were only touching a layer of fine down.
Wen Jiayue awkwardly tried to dodge, but Shen Fuhan pressed down on her shoulder.
"It's not clean yet."
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and asked, "You didn't use much force, is it really going to get it clean like this?"
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment before speaking, "I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
Wen Jiayue thought to herself, "Why wasn't he afraid when we kissed? He's just pretending."
After a long while, Shen Fuhan finally withdrew his hand.
Wen Jiayue touched the area around her lips with some unease and asked, "Are you sure you've wiped it clean?"
"If you're worried, buy a bronze mirror when you pass by a jewelry shop."
Wen Jiayue: "..." This is just like protesting too much.
She had no choice but to trust him, so she lifted the curtain to look at the scenery.
I don't know where I am now, but the streets are unusually lively, with people coming and going and shops lining the streets.
After walking a while longer, the area gradually became sparsely populated, and the distant mountains became clearly visible.
Wen Jiayue looked around curiously. Yuzhou is mountainous, and she didn't know which mountain the temple was built on.
She asked, "How much longer until we arrive?"
Just as Shen Fuhan was about to answer, the person traveling with the carriage spoke first: "Replying to Madam, it will be about 15 minutes."
Wen Jiayue then noticed that the person dressed in plain clothes next to the carriage was Ling He.
Even after taking off his guard uniform, Ling He still exuded an air of righteousness, making his coarse cloth clothes seem out of place.
Wen Jiayue thought to herself, no wonder Shen Fuhan didn't take him along; it would be so easy for his identity to be exposed.
She nodded, then asked curiously, "How do you know so much about this?"
Isn't this Ling He's first time visiting Yuzhou?
"Before coming to Yuzhou, I naturally made ample preparations."
"I see," Wen Jiayue thought, wanting to ask more, but Shen Fuhan pulled her back by the waist.
Wen Jiayue asked warily, "What are you doing?"
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"
"not sleepy."
“Climbing mountains will consume a lot of energy,” Shen Fuhan said calmly. “You’d better get some sleep.”
Wen Jiayue looked around; where could she find a place to sleep?
She resolutely refused: "Forget it, I won't have the energy after waking up, and it will only delay my mountain climbing."
Shen Fuhan didn't say anything more and leaned against the car wall to rest.
Seeing that he ignored her, Wen Jiayue lifted the curtain again.
After traveling for a quarter of an hour, the carriage entered a desolate wilderness, where a few villages could be faintly seen.
The towering mountains seemed even closer to her, a dark mass that buried the sunlight.
Finally, the carriage stopped at the foot of a mountain.
Wen Jiayue stepped down from the carriage and looked up at the tall mountain in front of her.
Stone steps were laid on the mountain path, so it didn't seem too difficult to walk on.
Wisps of smoke curled from the mountaintop, lingering for a long time; these were the incense offerings from devout pilgrims.
As Wen Jiayue stepped onto the stone steps, Ruyi quickly stepped forward to support her arm, afraid that she would fall.
Hui'er stood obediently on the other side, but her gaze was fixed on Shen Fuhan.
Wen Jiayue followed her gaze and saw Shen Fuhan talking to Ling He.
There were many guards dressed in plain clothes scattered around.
Ruyi asked, "Madam, should we wait for the Marquis?"
Wen Jiayue didn't want to wait, but she was afraid he would suddenly leave, so she had no choice but to stand there and wait.
Before long, Shen Fuhan arrived.
"Let's go."
Wen Jiayue nodded and walked upstairs.
After walking a short distance, she glanced down casually and discovered that apart from the four of them, the rest of the guards had disappeared.
She asked hesitantly, "Have all the guards left?"
Didn't Ling He say he was going to go up the mountain with them? Has the plan changed again?
“No, a group of people would be too conspicuous,” Shen Fuhan said. “Just focus on walking.”
Wen Jiayue stopped paying attention and silently walked forward.
There was a pavilion every so often along the way. When Wen Jiayue reached the first pavilion, she wasn't too tired yet.
Just as she was about to continue uphill, Shen Fuhan pulled her to sit in the pavilion.
“I can continue,” Wen Jiayue said, frowning. “I don’t need to rest.”
Shen Fuhan glanced at her and said, "I'm tired."
Wen Jiayue: "..."
She then remembered that Shen Fuhan had been away for many days and had come to climb the mountain again without resting for even a moment.
But he looked remarkably calm and composed, not at all like someone who was tired.
Seeing this, Hui'er immediately said, "My lord, you must be tired. Why don't you have some water first?"
As she spoke, she reached to take off the water pouch from her waist, but Shen Fuhan immediately refused, saying, "No need."
Hui'er, unwilling to give up, asked, "Since Your Excellency is tired, how about I give you a shoulder massage?"
"Whose maid are you, anyway?"
Hui'er said awkwardly, "This servant was sent by the old lady to serve you and Madam..."
"All I need to do is serve the lady."
Hui'er was taken aback by his words, feeling that there was something more to them, and hesitantly replied with a "yes".
Wen Jiayue watched the whole thing, her lips slightly pursed. It seemed that Shen Fuhan really didn't fancy Hui'er.
After resting for a while, the group continued uphill.
After climbing to the second pavilion, Wen Jiayue was a little tired, with sweat on her forehead, and sat down, slightly out of breath.
In contrast, Shen Fuhan, who claimed to be tired, remained calm and composed, not sweating at all, and even his breathing was steady.
Ruyi wiped her sweat and asked, "Would you like some water, Madam?"
Wen Jiayue nodded, and after finishing her drink, she was about to hand it to Shen Fuhan when Shen Fuhan suddenly took the water pouch and took a sip.
Wen Jiayue frowned and asked, "How did you steal mine?"
"I didn't bring it."
Speechless at their self-righteousness, Wen Jiayue said, "In that case, Lord Marquis, please take the water bag."
This will relieve Ruyi of her burden.
Shen Fuhan didn't say anything, but stood up and said, "Let's go."