Cultivation Goddess

Cultivation Goddess
Chapter 353. Embarrassed


Jian Heng's silent attitude made Fang Yin wonder. Guilt now filled his heart given his overly childish attitude.


"Sister Heng, I'm sorry. I am indeed too spoiled for you," Fang Yin regretted.


Jian Heng put down the cup that had been empty then gently stroked Fang Yin's hair. His eyes could not stop staring at the face of the ayu in front of him.


"Why apologize. I like everything that is on you, including your annoying attitude though," Jian Heng said.


"Well, right, right? I've always pissed you off."


Fang Yin propped up his face with both hands. Her face looks so adorable.


"Don't like that! From today on I am no longer afraid to touch you," Jian Heng threatened.


Fang Yin's eyes widened to the maximum limit. The sentence he had just heard was like it contained an adult element. It was not usual for Jian Heng to say things like this to him.


His originally lowered sitting position had now turned upright. His gaze still did not shift from Jian Heng's face.


The two of them looked at each other for a while. A deep feeling enveloped the two. The long journey they had traveled together was now close to meeting its estuary.


Concubine Shi came with two women who helped her bring food for Fang Yin and Jian Heng. Seeing the two of them dissolving in a happy mood, he undoes his intention to enter.


Concubine Shi's hand gestured for the two women following her to leave from there with her. Concubine Shi turned her body to return to the banquet hall but her steps came to a halt when Fang Yin realized her whereabouts.


"Mother!" call Fang Yin.


Concubine Shi smiled then walked into her room. Two women who helped him followed him.


"How are you doing, Yin'er?" concubine Shi asked as she placed the empty bowl she was carrying on the table.


"It's been very good. It's just that I haven't been able to use Qi for quite some time."


"Rest! There are so many people ready to die for you. There's nothing you need to worry about."


Fang Yin nodded.


Jian Heng felt uneasy and a little awkward before Consort Shi. 'I'm glad I haven't kissed Yin'er. I'd be even more embarrassed.'


Concubine Shi took food for Fang Yin and Jian Heng. Before coming there he had eaten first with the rest of the family.


Although Fang Yin could eat by herself but her instincts as a mother did not want to let her daughter take pains. They eat without much noise.


"Don't be too much, Mother. I'm full already." Fang Yin spoke with a mouth filled with food.


"You're too skinny, remember you're getting married soon."


Concubine Shi's words made Jian Heng willed lightly. Consort Shi helped her take a drink for her.


"What does skinny body have to do with getting married. I'm just there."


Fang Yin's hand pushed forward as his mother was about to feed the food into his mouth. He doesn't like to eat too full at night.


Jian Heng had also finished with his meal. The two women brought dirty food and cutlery to the kitchen. Now only the three of them live in the room.


"Mother, please accompany Yin'er here. I'll rest in the other room." Jian Heng did not want to stay in the room with Fang Yin before the two got married.


Their current state is different from the circumstances in the beginning they met. In the past they did not have deep feelings and also not mature enough to interpret a relationship.


"of course. But you don't have to rush. Isn't it still too late to sleep?" Concubine Shi blocked Jian Heng from leaving.


"Ah, yes. It's still late but I can't stay up much longer, Mother." Jian Heng put on his sleepy face. His hand closed his mouth that was deliberately wide open.


"It looks like you're really tired after this war. Go to rest."


Concubine Shi finally relented and let Jian Heng rest.


'What a perfect potential ghost, ' praised Consort Shi inwardly.


Jian Heng left Fang Yin's room with a calm feeling. As a mother, Consort Shi will be more protective than her. There was nothing to worry about as long as Fang Yin was there to accompany.


Consort Shi did not immediately go to rest. He walked around to look at the details of the room that Fang Yin occupied. He thought the room was beautiful and neat.


In contrast to Consort Shi, Fang Yin looked lazy to simply admire the beauty of his room. Actually, he also likes beauty but does not have a good taste to judge beauty.


"Did you like this room?" ask Fang Yin.


Concubine Shi nodded. He did not realize there was an intent tucked behind Fang Yin's question.


"Mom can occupy this room next. I'll ask someone to give me a simpler room. I don't like there's a lot of furniture in a room like this."


Actually this was only Fang Yin's reason for her mother to want to occupy her. He knew that Consort Shi liked him very much. If only a matter of furniture can certainly be moved whenever he wants.


"Didn't this room suit you, Yin'er?" Concubine Shi frowned.


Fang Yin shook his head.


"I love a simple room with a little touch of traditional ornaments in it." Fang Yin imagined his dream room.


"You can get what you want. Tomorrow I'll ask your grandfather to find a development expert to work on it."


"Thank you, Mommy. Now may I go to rest?" ask Fang Yin. His face looked very tired and sleepy.


"Sleep!"


Concubine Shi immediately caught up with Fang Yin lying down. He actually felt very tired too.


The supporters occupied the dormitories and some special places reserved for them. The Imperial Palace of the Eastern Continent was vast. It will not accommodate more people in it.


Emperor Xi lived in the same room as Consort Tang. In addition to being a married couple, there is more to it than that behind the sweet attitude of Emperor Xi.


The victory achieved by Fang Yin was not the end of everything but the beginning of a new story begins. As Jian Heng's parents, they had a myriad of plans to unite his son with the ruler of the Eastern Continent who was none other than Fang Yin.


"Your Majesty. Tomorrow you should see Heng'er to inquire about the continuation of his relationship with Miss Yin." Concubine Tang reminded her husband.


The deep wounds he felt made him have to sit leaning on the edge of the bed. Happiness makes him not want to rush to sleep.


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