The Continuation of Time Traveling

Chapter 29

Half a month later, Fu Ning, who was warmly received by the generals of Yunzhou, finally returned to Chang'an, and handed over all the generals brought back to Chang'an to Yan Ming. Fu Ning hurried back to the mansion all the way. When rushing into Prince Mu's mansion in a hurry, the servants of Prince Mu's mansion thought that something serious had happened.

Thinking that Yun Lang was a bit lazy, he used to stay in Qinglan Garden except when eating, so Fu Ning rushed straight into Qinglan Garden, only to find that Yun Lang was not there after entering, and asked the maid in Qinglan Garden, Only then did Fu Ning know that Yun Lang took Fu Anhe to play in the back garden.

At this time, Fu Ning wanted to see Yun Lang with all his heart, so when he heard the maidservant's answer, Fu Ning only heard the part related to Yun Lang, completely ignoring his own son who was mentioned by the maidservant.

Fu Ning hurried all the way, and when he finally reached the back garden and saw the person he had been thinking about day and night, Fu Ning was a little dazed.

That person sitting on the green grass is Yun Lang?Yun Lang, who has always disliked plain colors, would dress so elegantly?Yun Lang, who has always said that he doesn't like children, will play happily with a child?

Just as Fu Ning was thinking, he saw Yun Lang take out a jade flute from behind his waist, and played it unhurriedly.

At the sound of the flute, Funing stopped in his tracks, staring intently at Yun Lang's back.

Yun Lang only found out that he could play the flute in the past few days, because he wanted to play with Fu Anhe, so Yun Lang asked someone to look through the dowry between him and the former princess to see if there were any interesting items in it. They dug out a few fifes.

Yun Lang knew that it belonged to the young Yun Lang, and remembering that Fu Ning once said that he liked the way the young Yun Lang played the flute, Yun Lang chose a jade flute and tried it out, but he did not expect that he could really play it well. Looks good.

Moreover, Fu Anhe seemed to think that the flute was a rare object. Whenever Yun Lang blew the flute, Fu Anhe put down the thing in his hand and ran back to Yun Lang, listening quietly.So Yun Lang always carried the flute with him these few days, and once Fu Anhe went crazy and couldn't call back, Yun Lang would play the flute.

In the middle of playing the flute, Yun Lang saw Rong E who was standing beside him suddenly slap Fu Fu in the direction behind him, Yun Lang's heart skipped a beat, even the sound of the flute was out of tune, and a good piece of music was interrupted just like that Lost.

"Why doesn't Uncle stop blowing?" Fu Anhe sat upright beside Yun Lang with dissatisfaction on his face.

Yun Lang smiled and touched Fu Anhe's head, then slowly got up, turned slowly to look at Fu Ning, and raised a bright smile: "Husband, you are back."

Before the words finished, Yun Lang had already stepped forward, and finally stood still in front of Funing.

"You..." Fu Ning frowned slightly, "Why are you still here?"

Yun Lang tilted his head with an innocent face: "What do you mean why am I still here? Shouldn't I be here? Or does your husband think it's better if I'm not here?"

"But you... Didn't Nie Yan give you the letter I left for you?" If he had received that letter, why didn't Yun Lang leave?He will never write a second letter to Yun Lang.

Yun Lang originally planned to insist that he hadn't received the letter, but seeing Fu Ning's expression was a bit subtle, Yun Lang curled his lips and stretched out his hand to Fu Ning: "Speaking of the letter, did the lord leave a letter?" , can you show me?"

There should be two copies of the husband's letter, and it should be kept in the hands of both parties as a certificate.

Fu Ning didn't understand what Yun Lang meant by asking this question, but he still took out the letter of release from his husband that he kept close to him.

Yun Lang almost snatched the letter from Fu Ning, and then tore the letter into pieces without saying a word.

Raising his hands and scattering the shredded papers all over the sky, Yun Lang felt relieved: "Letter? What letter is your husband talking about?"

Fu Ning pursed his lips and looked straight at Yun Lang.

Seeing Yun Lang felt more guilty, he lowered his eyes, took half a step forward, and took Fu Ning's hand.

Yun Lang would hold Fu Ning's arm and pull Fu Ning's sleeve, but this was the first time Yun Lang took the initiative to hold Funing's hand.

Fu Ning shook his hand in shock, as if he wanted to withdraw it, but he still didn't, and turned his hand to hold Yun Lang's hand instead.

Yun Lang said in a low voice: "I was going to leave, everything was packed, but I couldn't even walk out the gate of Qinglan Garden. It's all my husband's fault for always treating me so well."

"Yun Lang, tell me something accurate." He could hear the meaning behind Yun Lang's words, but if Yun Lang didn't say it directly, he wouldn't believe it.

"I..." Yun Lang looked up at Fu Ning, and opened his mouth to speak, but when the words came to his lips, Yun Lang realized that this sentence was not so easy to say, "I... "

Yun Lang was a little annoyed, and lowered his head again.

"Yun Lang," Fu Ning reached out and pinched Yun Lang's chin, and lifted Yun Lang's face, "tell me."

"……I like you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Ning immediately put Yun Lang on his shoulders, turned around and strode towards Guangju Garden.

Yun Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then he lay on Funing's shoulder and laughed non-stop.

Kicking open the door of Guangjuyuan's dormitory, Fu Ning walked to the bed in three steps at a time, and threw Yun Lang down with a shake of his shoulders. He gave Yun Lang a deep kiss without grace at all.

"Wait..." Yun Lang struggled to avoid Funing's kiss, "Wait a minute, the door is still open."

"No one in Guangju Garden dares to enter this room." Fu Ning quickly took off his clothes, and then rushed to take off Yun Lang's clothes.

"Sound! The sound will spread!" Yun Lang turned over and lay down on the bed to protect his clothes.

Fu Ning frowned, grabbed Yun Lang's back collar and tore the clothes in half.

Yun Lang only heard a "嗞啦", followed by a chill on his back, and then he could only feel the temperature of Funing on his back.

After being married for a long time, Fu Ning thinks that he doesn't know Yun Lang very well, but only he is clear about the parts of Yun Lang who are easy to feel. It only takes half a cup of tea, and Fu Ning tells Yun Lang that he has no time to care about other things.

"Yun Lang, say you like me." Fu Ning whispered into Yun Lang's ear, and the heavy breathing made Yun Lang feel hot all over.

Yun Lang, who was teased intolerable, ignored Fu Ning's request, and urged: "It's already done, come in quickly."

Fu Ning's eyes sank, but he only dawdled at the entrance: "Say it quickly, I'll give it to you after I say it, and I'll give you as much as you want."

"I like you like you, I like you the most!" Hypocritical!

"...No sincerity." Muttering something, Funing straightened his waist and rushed to the bottom.