After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

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Then, he thought that the State Preceptor probably wasn’t as pure and abstinent as he looked—that mouth… was already bitten through huh.

How intense it must have been.

No one knew about the thoughts this rough servant had as he wailed.
Cui Wang walked straight past him.

“Get someone to clean it up.”

“Yes, yes, I'll have someone come take care of it.”

The rough servant sprawled on the ground, only to hear the ice-cold State Preceptor actually having the patience to accompany the young lady walk outside, and also no longer simply dispensing monosyllables.
He didn’t know if it was his delusion, but he actually heard some gentleness in his tone as well.

The rough servant was so frightened by his own imagination that he trembled; after shaking the feeling off with great difficulty, he went to stare blankly at the empty tree pit.
Could it be that some deity had passed by, really couldn’t stand the sight of crabapple blossoms, and so, pulled them all out? Otherwise, how could it be so neat and tidy like this?

“Mister Cui——”

Zheng Wan followed Cui Wang out of the moon gate and around a small lake.
After only a few steps, she suddenly stopped, “Can Wan’niang come over to your residence tomorrow?”

Cui Wang was silent; when Zheng Wan saw that he did not answer, she reached out to grab his sleeve and even gave it a few tugs.

“Mister Cui~~~”

The voice soared through the air, and was so sweet and sticky that Cui Wang had no choice but to give an “mm” in reply.

“That’s that then.”

Zheng Wan’s eyes curved into crescents again as she said smilingly, “Wan’niang also wants to see crabapple trees tomorrow, okay?”

Only then did Cui Wang draw back his sleeve.

“To Yanchun Gardens.”

The turbulent emotions from just now disappeared like a going of the tide, but a little ripple seemed to remain.
Cui Wang looked at her pouting lips, and as if under the control of a spirit, reached his fingertips out to wipe them for her.

Zheng Wan only felt that her lips hurt from his wiping.

Cui Wang's fingers also seemed to be carved of jade; long and slender, with well-defined bones.
However, they were calloused, and not at all comfortable to look at; it felt uncomfortable as they rubbed against her lips, and she couldn’t resist stepping back.

“It hurts.”

Cui Wang restrained her.

“Don't move.”

There was another dark current in the lowered eyes, and Zheng Wan immediately did not dare move.

Cui Wang was now a gunpowder keg, it was better to not provoke him.

The little lady’s lips were red from wiping, but she remained very obedient and did not say a word.
She only looked at him sincerely with those clear eyes of hers, dense with affection.
Cui Wang smiled.

“Do not use the peach blossom paper again.”

Footnotes:

1 Most likely an allusion to the crow that flies over a (usually manga) character’s head when they are speechless.