100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 792 Begonia Spring

The man froze for a moment, instinctively knowing that he probably wouldn't like to hear a single word she was about to say.

However, since he has made up his mind to have her for the rest of his life, there are bound to be some troubles, and they will inevitably clash sooner or later. In that case, it's better to listen to what he has to say so that he can make preparations in advance.

"Listen."

Inside the incense burner, the white mist rose gracefully upwards along the openwork lid.

Jin Huan picked up the handkerchief on the table and gently pressed it to the corner of her mouth.

Then he slowly began to speak: "Governor of Youzhou, Governor of Bingzhou, Governor of Dingzhou..."

After she rattled off a long list of titles, Li Yin fell completely silent. Of course, Jin Huan didn't reveal everything. After all, she had left the mountain more than 20 years ago. If she counted four a year, she would have at least 160 titles. It was rare to encounter a Blue-level expert, and she didn't want to scare him to death right from the start!

Even so, these dozen or so scattered items were enough to make the man's brain feel like it was about to explode.

She glanced at the bulging veins on the back of the young master's hand out of the corner of her eye and wisely shut her mouth.

Seeing that the girl wasn't going to continue, the man's tense body relaxed a little, and he said in a magnanimous tone, "That's all?"

Jin Huan pressed her fingertips together and gently rubbed them for a moment before finally giving a conservative answer: "Probably, there are still some I can't remember."

The men she's listing now are all men she might meet in the future, but fate is unpredictable. Who knows, maybe a lover from a bygone era will pop up from some hidden corner. So, you can't say for sure.

Li Yin suddenly stood up, went to the side to pour himself a bowl of cold tea, and after gulping it down, the feeling of irritability and internal heat subsided slightly.

Jin Huan glanced at him a few times before picking up her chopsticks and starting to eat again.

Ultimately, she doesn't necessarily need Li Yin anymore.

Only then did he reveal his lover's identity to others without any psychological burden.

After calming down, Li Yin had obviously thought of this as well, but he preferred to remain oblivious, so as not to have to face the fact that the woman in front of him did not belong to him.

"You performed the grand ceremony with Yang Fang?"

"Not yet."

There was nothing wrong with getting married; she could just "die" on an auspicious day later. However, before the engagement day was even approaching, he no longer had the energy that the Shen Huan Pearl needed. Therefore, she naturally wouldn't marry him.

Shen Jinhuan, used to being unrestrained, didn't even bother to find a reason and directly wanted to end this fleeting affair with Yang Fang. Naturally, the other party refused.

She wouldn't take the soft approach, so she resorted to the hard one.

Taking advantage of Yang Fang's absence on official business today, she brazenly ran out.

That's how the scene at the beginning came about.

Li Yin didn't ask any further questions; he believed her as she spoke.

As for Yang Fang, who kept calling her his wife, Li Yin did not instruct the servants to prepare snacks for him.

Let him go hungry for now. When he gets really hungry, he'll know to come home for dinner.

Having figured everything out, Li Yin no longer restrained himself. He sat down casually next to Jin Huan and clumsily served her food.

Who is Huan'er?

"The land of Shu."

"Liangzhou? Nanzhao?"

"I live at the foot of Kunlun Mountain." She slowly savored a bite of fish.

I suddenly have a craving for West Lake sweet and sour fish from Lin'an... I wonder if there are any chefs in the manor who can make this dish.

"Are there any elders, or siblings in your family?"

"No."

She answered frankly, but the man's gaze froze for a moment.

When I looked at her, a hint of pity unconsciously crept into my eyes.

“In the future, you can rely on me.”

The little girl didn't even raise her head when she heard this; she had heard too many vows like this before.

Now, it's not as appealing as a meal.

"Huan'er?"

She then put down her chopsticks, her expression unreadable: "Your Highness, what are your plans for me?"

"I will ask the Emperor for his decree to grant us a marriage." "Hmm."

"Is there anything you want to ask me?" Although he tried his best to restrain himself, there was still a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Have."

"ask."

"What does Your Highness intend to do with my lovers?"