Chapter 87: Under the Same Moon, At Last One

Feeling the warmth radiating from the person behind her, Shen Lingwei’s gaze remained fixed on the moon at the edge of the sky.

Perhaps because it was the fifteenth, the moon was particularly round, and it looked as if she could reach out and touch it.

It was completely different from the moon she had seen in the capital.

After holding Shen Lingwei and watching for a while, Fan Chuan asked softly, “Want to watch longer?”

“No.

It’s getting late.

Let’s go back.”

“Alright.”

Fan Chuan agreed, then stood up, her arm still around Shen Lingwei.

Shen Lingwei put the cloak back on Fan Chuan’s shoulders and tied the sashes.

Holding Shen Lingwei’s hand with one hand and leading the camel with the other, Fan Chuan walked down the small sand dune.

The five guards below had already lit torches.

By the torchlight, Fan Chuan made the camel kneel, helped Shen Lingwei onto it, and the group headed back towards the checkpoint.

When they reached the checkpoint, the general was still waiting there.

Seeing Fan Chuan return, he quickly bowed.

“Marshal.”

“Mm.

Put the camel away properly.”

Fan Chuan had the personal guards bring the horses over, helped Shen Lingwei mount again, and then mounted herself.

With one arm around Shen Lingwei and the other holding the reins, she said softly, “Sit tight.

We’re going back.”

“Mm.”

Shen Lingwei nodded, her earlobes red.

Her wife’s hand was on her stomach, and it was still a bit embarrassing.

Fan Chuan urged the horse into a trot.

The ten personal guards followed one by one.

Half an hour later, the group returned to the Marshal’s residence.

Fan Chuan dismounted and reached out to help Shen Lingwei down.

After Shen Lingwei brought her other leg over, Fan Chuan caught her directly and carried her horizontally in her arms.

She looked at Shen Lingwei in her arms and wanted to carry her directly into the residence.

But Shen Lingwei in her arms had already started to remind her.

“Put me down.

I can walk.”

Shen Lingwei looked at Fan Chuan with red earlobes.

Only then did Fan Chuan nod.

“Alright.”

She put Shen Lingwei down, and the two walked back to the bedroom together.

Fan Chuan took Shen Lingwei’s hand.

Shen Lingwei glanced at Fan Chuan with a red face but didn’t stop her.

Since it was dark, no one could see Fan Chuan holding her hand.

It wasn’t rude.

Soon, the two returned to the bedroom.

Xiao Tao had been waiting anxiously, afraid that Fan Chuan had taken her young lady out and killed her.

Now, seeing Shen Lingwei return safe and sound, Xiao Tao was almost moved to tears.

Fan Chuan naturally saw Xiao Tao’s expression and was almost amused.

“Xiao Tao, what’s wrong?”

Realizing her lapse, Xiao Tao quickly bowed to Fan Chuan.

“Back, Marshal, this servant was just a bit worried about my young lady.”

“Don’t worry.

I will protect her.”

Fan Chuan looked at Shen Lingwei as she spoke.

Shen Lingwei’s eyelashes lowered slightly, her earlobes slightly flushed.

She said softly, “You’ve been out most of the day.

Go bathe first.”

Shen Lingwei’s meaning was naturally for her to go bathe in the next room.

But Fan Chuan didn’t move.

Her eyes, filled with a smile, looked at Shen Lingwei.

Soon, she saw Shen Lingwei’s face flush again.

Seeing Fan Chuan still standing there staring at her, Shen Lingwei stepped forward and pushed Fan Chuan’s waist and abdomen, trying to push her to the next room to bathe.

But after two pushes, she didn’t move her at all.

Fan Chuan was still standing in the same place, not even swaying.

In her eyes, Shen Lingwei’s two pushes were like a kitten pawing at her; of course, she couldn’t move her.

Shen Lingwei was also surprised.

Fan Chuan was only slightly taller than her, and her figure was about the same.

Why was she so strong?

Seeing she couldn’t push him, Shen Lingwei urged again, her earlobes red.

“Hurry up and bathe.”

Fan Chuan smiled and shook her head.

“Alright.

You bathe early too.

We’ll rest soon.”

“Mm.”

Shen Lingwei acknowledged with red earlobes, finally having seen Fan Chuan off.

Xiao Tao watched their interaction and always felt something was off.

Her young lady was usually very measured.

Why would she directly put her hands on Fan Chuan and push?

“Young lady, where did you go today?”

Xiao Tao asked curiously.

Shen Lingwei glanced at Xiao Tao, then looked away.

“To the desert to watch the sunset.”

Xiao Tao hadn’t expected Fan Chuan to take her young lady to watch the sunset, but as long as she wasn’t doing her young lady any harm, it was fine.

Soon, the maidservants prepared the bathwater.

Shen Lingwei soaked in the tub, but her mind was still on the scene of Fan Chuan holding her from behind, and the kiss on her cheek.

Just thinking about it made Shen Lingwei’s face flush, but her heart felt as if it had been dipped in honey, sweet.

On Fan Chuan’s side, it was the same.

Thinking about today’s events, the smile on her lips never faded.

Shen Lingwei was still too shy.

Otherwise, when they were in the desert, she wouldn’t have just kissed her cheek.

Thinking of Shen Lingwei, she bathed very quickly and soon returned to the bedroom.

Shen Lingwei hadn’t finished bathing yet.

Hearing the commotion, Shen Lingwei’s earlobes suddenly turned red.

Why was Fan Chuan so fast?

“Young lady, what’s wrong?”

Xiao Tao saw her young lady’s ears redden and thought she might be stuffy from soaking.

“Nothing.”

Shen Lingwei replied, then got out of the tub, dried herself, and changed into clean undergarments and middle garments.

With Xiao Tao’s help, she dried her hair and then walked out from behind the screen.

Fan Chuan was already in bed waiting for her.

Seeing Xiao Tao still hadn’t left, she instructed, “Xiao Tao, go rest.”

Xiao Tao looked at her, then at her young lady.

She bowed to Fan Chuan.

“Yes.”

Soon, only Fan Chuan and Shen Lingwei remained in the bedroom.

Seeing Shen Lingwei still standing by the table, sipping tea in small mouthfuls, Fan Chuan gave her a faint smile.

“Aren’t you coming to rest?”

Shen Lingwei nodded, her earlobes red.

“I’m coming.”

With that, Shen Lingwei braced herself and walked to the bed.

She had just taken off her shoes and was about to get into bed when she was pulled into Fan Chuan’s arms.

Shen Lingwei pushed at Fan Chuan with a red face and reminded her softly.

“The bed curtains aren’t down yet.”

Shen Lingwei’s voice was different from her usual gentle tone; it carried a hint of acting spoiled.

Fan Chuan looked at Shen Lingwei, made her sit on her lap, then leaned in and kissed Shen Lingwei’s cheek.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Shen Lingwei’s cheeks turned completely red.

She glanced at Fan Chuan, then quickly looked away.

She reached out and pushed Fan Chuan, reminding her.

“Don’t be so forward.”

“This is forward?”

Seeing Shen Lingwei shy, Fan Chuan put one arm around Shen Lingwei’s waist, letting her lean against her chest, and used the other hand to pull down the bed curtains on both sides.

Soon, the curtains were down, and the light inside the bed instantly dimmed.

Shen Lingwei, shy, wanted to get up from Fan Chuan’s lap; she was still sitting on Fan Chuan’s lap.

But her lower back was held by Fan Chuan’s hand, and she couldn’t move at all.

Fan Chuan’s dark eyes looked unblinkingly at Shen Lingwei in her arms.

She leaned in and gently kissed Shen Lingwei’s lips.

Shen Lingwei, who had never been held and kissed like this in her life, immediately felt her whole body burn.

Her arms braced against Fan Chuan’s shoulders, but her lower back was held tight, and she couldn’t push them apart.

Her lips were kissed until they were flushed red.

Finally, she was only let go when she could barely breathe.

Shen Lingwei had no strength left.

She could only press her cheek against Fan Chuan’s shoulder, gasping softly.

Her fingertips found Fan Chuan’s wrist and she held it, speaking with difficulty.

“I beg the Marshal to be gentle.

I…

I cannot bear it.”

Fan Chuan held Shen Lingwei’s slender waist and took a deep breath of her scent.

Perhaps because Shen Lingwei’s emotions had been quite turbulent just now, the scent of cold orchids on her was even stronger.

“So fragrant.”

Hearing this, Shen Lingwei’s hand holding Fan Chuan’s wrist tightened even more.

She had never known Fan Chuan to be so forward.

Was it acceptable to say that a Kunze’s body was fragrant?

“You… you mustn’t say such things.”

Shen Lingwei’s entire face was flushed with embarrassment.

She buried her face in Fan Chuan’s shoulder and refused to look up.

“I didn’t say anything wrong.

I’m just smelling my own wife’s scent.

What’s wrong with that?

Hmm?”

As she spoke, Fan Chuan lifted the long hair on the right side of Shen Lingwei’s neck with one hand and deftly tore off the plaster with the other.

Shen Lingwei quickly reached out to hold Fan Chuan’s wrist.

“No… no.”

But Fan Chuan had already torn it off before she could speak.

“What’s wrong with it?”

Fan Chuan’s voice was also gentler than usual, though it seemed to carry a hint of coaxing.

Feeling the plaster on her gland opening also removed, Shen Lingwei was so shy she could only bury her face in Fan Chuan’s chest.

“You know very well what’s wrong.”

Fan Chuan chuckled softly, brought her nose close to the gland opening, and took a gentle sniff.

The scent of cold orchids grew even stronger.

But Shen Lingwei’s body trembled slightly from the hot breath from Fan Chuan’s nose and mouth.

Fan Chuan’s hand on Shen Lingwei’s lower back gently rubbed back and forth, soothing her, while she opened her mouth and bit down.

Sure enough, the next moment, Shen Lingwei’s body went limp.

She bit her lip hard, enduring the discomfort, afraid of making an inappropriate sound.

Fan Chuan bit a few times on the surface, sucking in enough of the cold orchid scent.

Then she lifted her head slightly and, by the faint light, looked at Shen Lingwei.

She saw Shen Lingwei, her face red, enduring by biting her lip.

Fan Chuan’s heart ached at the sight, so she kissed her again, entangling her so she couldn’t bite her lower lip anymore.

Soon, the small copper bells tied at the four corners of the bed began to sway gently.

The candlelight flickered.

When Fan Chuan called for water to be brought in for washing, it was already the middle of the night.

The young maidservants kept their heads down, not daring to look much.

They just brought in the hot water and quickly withdrew.

After all, the copper bells in the bedroom had been shaking for most of the night.

The few young maidservants on duty at the door had listened, their faces blushing.

Shen Lingwei had long since fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Fan Chuan used a warm cloth to wipe Shen Lingwei’s body, then held her as she continued to rest.

Looking at Shen Lingwei in her arms, exhausted and asleep, Fan Chuan began to reflect on herself.

Had she been too eager just now?

She hoped she hadn’t scared her wife.

And just now, when Shen Lingwei heard the chaotic jingling of the copper bells at the four corners of the bed, she had begged her to remove them.

Naturally, Fan Chuan hadn’t agreed, only coaxing her that if she removed the bells, Shen Lingwei’s own voice would be even more noticeable.

After that, Shen Lingwei hadn’t said anything more.

Looking at Shen Lingwei in her arms, who had been played with until she was sound asleep, Fan Chuan felt a warmth in her heart.

She held Shen Lingwei’s waist gently, thinking only that she would have to be even better to her in the future.

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