The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 967 - 633: Just Like the Flavor of Childhood, the Reason Behind Feng Qingyan’s Sudden Disappearance Years Ago_2

Chapter 967: Chapter 633: Just Like the Flavor of Childhood, the Reason Behind Feng Qingyan’s Sudden Disappearance Years Ago_2

However, this was already a good beginning, as Xiao Jinyan had eaten the longevity noodles personally cooked by the Empress.

She made this suggestion because it was Xiao Jinyan’s first year in Nanzhao Country.

That day was very cold, and Daddy had dressed her in a red cotton garment.

She was chasing Xuetuan to play and saw a person squatting under the corner of the wall.

At that time, Xiao Jinyan was silent and reticent, no matter what she said or asked, he didn’t say a word.

He just stared at her with his beautiful phoenix eyes.

It wasn’t until she got to know him better that she learned that day was his birthday and he longed to eat the longevity noodles made by his mother.

Unfortunately, at that time she was still very young and didn’t know how to cook longevity noodles.

After the Empress left, Feng Wuyou glanced at the Study Room before returning to Hehuan Hall.

In the deep silence of the night, as Feng Wuyou was fighting drowsiness, she saw Xiao Jinyan walk in, draped in moon frost.

"I’ll go bathe first," Xiao Jinyan said as he passed by, his body radiating coldness. Little Jiu feared the cold, so he didn’t go directly to the bedside.

Feng Wuyou responded, hugging the hot water bottle, waiting for Xiao Jinyan to bathe and get into bed.

After Xiao Jinyan bathed and came out, he saw Little Jiu in bed, with only a dark little head poking out. He walked over with a smile, and under her gaze, lifted the blankets and lay down.

As soon as he lay down, Little Jiu’s petite body snuggled into his embrace. "Your body is so warm."

Come winter, Little Jiu loved to burrow into his arms, placing her two feet between his legs.

Xiao Jinyan hugged her into his arms, looking at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, "You knew the Empress would make longevity noodles for me today."

Xiao Jinyan used an affirmative sentence.

Feng Wuyou lifted her little face, laughing, "So are you happy?"

Xiao Jinyan made no attempt to conceal his mood at that moment.

"Happy. I haven’t had them in fifteen years. They taste just like they did in my childhood."

Feng Wuyou said, "A few days ago, the Empress asked me what should be prepared for your birthday. She was worried that just preparing longevity noodles might be too casual. The Empress was very nervous too."

Xiao Jinyan said, "This way, it’s already very good."

Feng Wuyou wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Jinyan, happy birthday."

Xiao Jinyan lowered his gaze to look at her. "No birthday gift?"

Every year on his birthday, he was always looking forward to the gifts Little Jiu prepared for him.

"Of course, there is." Feng Wuyou turned around, took a painting from behind her, and handed it to Xiao Jinyan. "Here comes your birthday gift."

Xiao Jinyan curiously looked at the thing in her hands, guessing it was a painting, and was even more curious about its content.

Every painting she made amazed him, making him want to keep it for himself.

He took the painting eagerly, then slowly unfolded it, and as he did, the content gradually revealed itself.

On the painting, there were two children, one bigger and one smaller.

The boy, dressed in dark, splendid attire, stood under a tree looking at the girl.

The girl was in a pink dress, with two buns in her hair, holding a stick of candied haw in her hand.

Xiao Jinyan immediately remembered that this scene depicted his ninth birthday when Little Jiu gave him a stick of candied haw. She said she couldn’t cook longevity noodles, so she offered candied haw instead.

However, at that time, to fulfill his wish for longevity noodles, Little Jiu had the Imperial Kitchen make a bowl for him.

Little Jiu was Princess Jiuyou; whatever she wanted was simply a word away.

Even though it was not noodles personally cooked by his mother, he was very delighted too.

Xiao Jinyan looked at Little Jiu excitedly, "I need to treasure this painting well."

Feng Wuyou smiled. It was meant for your collection.

*

Meanwhile, on the horse carriage.

Jun Moqing followed Feng Qingyan for over half a month, learning of her identity during this time, as well as the reason she cited for not being able to marry or have children.

She was the Saintess of the Wula Clan, who were required to maintain their virginity while in office.

Without the chastity amulet, one could not be Saintess.

If the Saintess were to have relations with a man during her tenure, it would bring misfortune to the Wula Clan.

Jun Moqing found it somewhat amusing—it was clearly superstition, a shackle placed on the Saintess, with the blame cast upon her should anything go awry.

During the journey, Feng Qingyan got to experience Jun Moqing’s thoughtfulness, which contrasted greatly with his outward appearance.

In this time, Jun Moqing had not made any excessive moves.

However, in the still of the night when no one was around, he would hold her, and occasionally kiss her.

Beyond that, there were no other excessive actions.

Jun Moqing was still a gentleman in the truest sense. On this point, she was certain.

The Wula Clan resided in the precincts of Changyan Mountain, an ancient tribe.

The horse carriage stopped beside a pavilion. Feng Qingyan pushed open the carriage door and nimbly jumped down, looking at the familiar mountain range. Having been out to play for a while, it felt as though she had been gone a long time.

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