Shengjing Noble

Chapter 396 Alone and helpless

Two hours later.

There is an open space halfway up the mountain, perfect for a rest.

Everyone stopped, found a place to make a fire and cook something to eat and continued on their journey.

After all, the road is uphill, and even if people are not tired, the horses can't move forward, so they have to eat something to replenish their energy.

A group of people sat together and lit a fire. Although it was already summer, the wind on the mountain was still bitingly cold, unlike the weather down there.

As Su Lanyin shrank her neck, a scarf appeared on her shoulders.

She turned around and met Fu Mingchuan's gentle and bright smile.

"Please stay close to us. We won't get into the wind."

"Thank you, Mr. Qi." Su Lanyin nodded at her and accepted the scarf.

Just as I was thinking about wrapping the scarf around my neck, a big hand suddenly grabbed the other end and pulled it out.

Su Lanyin was startled and looked back. Fu Wuyang was standing behind her holding a cloak. With his other hand, he pulled away the scarf and threw it directly at Fu Mingchuan's feet.

"Keep it for yourself. She has her own cape."

He said this condescendingly, and then threw the cloak in his hand at Su Lanyin's face.

With her cloak on, everything in front of her was pitch black, and many question marks popped up in her head.

Then she reacted and pulled the cloak off her head, glaring at Fu Wuyang angrily.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing? You hit me in the face!"

Fu Wuyang said unhappily: "If I don't smash it on your face, do you want me to put it on you with my own hands? You don't have hands?"

"I……"

Su Lanyin was so angry that she glared at him fiercely and then wrapped her cloak around herself.

Fu Mingchuan sighed and didn't argue. He just lowered his head to pick up the dusty scarf, with a gleam of light in his clear eyes.

"This scarf was left by my mother. I thought Miss Lanyin would like it."

After saying that, he pulled up a wry smile and hugged the scarf in his arms.

A sense of brokenness arose spontaneously, filling Su Lanyin with pity, while her annoyance towards Fu Wuyang increased exponentially.

"Look at you, Your Majesty. Why did you throw away Master Qi's scarf?"

As she spoke, she reached out to take it from his arms and said softly, "Seventh Master, don't be sad. If it gets dirty, I'll help you wash it when we get up the mountain."

Fu Mingchuan chuckled and shook his head: "It's okay, it's not dirty. By the way, you don't have to call me Seventh Master when you go out. I'm a few years older than you, you can call me Brother Fu, or Mingchuan."

"Okay, Brother Fu." Su Lanyin nodded quickly and smiled brightly at him.

Fu Wuyang frowned and asked unhappily, "You call him Brother Fu, then what do you call me?"

Su Lanyin was smiling, but when she turned around, she immediately changed her clothes and had a look of disgust.

"Needless to ask? Of course it's Uncle Fu!"

"Fu, Uncle Fu?"

Fu Wuyang was so angry that his face turned green. He clenched his fists and glared at him with gritted teeth.

Lu Wanjun sat aside and watched, almost unable to hold back the smile on her face.

She said, "Yinyin, there's not enough water in the pot. How about you go to the river and get some more water?"

Su Lanyin frowned and wanted to ask her why she had so many followers ordering her around, but when she met her mother's gaze, she remembered the test she had mentioned before.

So he nodded and stood up: "Okay, I'll go now."

She carried the wooden bucket and walked towards the river. Lu Wanjun hurriedly said, "I don't know if the river is deep here. Is it okay for her to go alone?"

Hearing this, Fu Mingchuan immediately stood up and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Lu. I will go with Lan Yin and I will make sure nothing happens to her."

"Thank you very much, Seventh Prince."

"You're welcome."

Fu Wuyang originally wanted to go, but due to his face he did not leave immediately. As a result, he was caught by Fu Mingchuan and looked extremely unhappy.

Seeing him following Su Lanyin into the woods, he finally couldn't sit still anymore.

"A sickly person wants to care about others. It's really beyond his ability. I'd better go and take a look."

He made an excuse and was about to leave, but he saw Wentian stand up and patted his chest to volunteer.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. With me following you and Miss Lanyin, absolutely nothing will happen."

After saying that, Wentian turned around and ran away, not giving Fu Wuyang a chance to refute.

Seeing Wentian quickly disappear into the woods, he could no longer hold back.

He sat there with a sullen face, picked up a stone and crushed it in his palm to vent his inner anger.

Lu Wanjun saw it but remained calm, and deliberately raised her voice to chat with Su Shengyan beside her.

"Shengyan, Yinyin will be coming of age in a few months. It's time for her to get married, right?"

Su Shengyan secretly glanced at Fu Wuyang and nodded in response, "Who said it wasn't true? Has mother found a suitable family for Yinyin?"

Lu Wanjun looked embarrassed: "There are many suitable families, but as a mother, I naturally want to choose the best one."

"So... who's the best?"

"I think the Seventh Prince is a good person. He is gentle, polite, modest and generous. Most importantly, he is handsome, which is really pleasing to the eye. I wonder if the Seventh Prince has any interest in Yinyin in this regard. How about I ask him later?"

"it is good……"

Before Su Shengyan finished speaking, Fu Wuyang beside him couldn't help but speak.

"not good!"

The mother and son looked back at the excited man and frowned at the same time.

"My lord, what do you mean?"

Fu Wuyang swallowed, touched his nose awkwardly, and then explained: "I think that marriage is not a joke. How can you make such a hasty decision?"

Lu Wanjun: "How is it careless?"

"Do you know Fu Mingchuan?"

"Of course I understand. His family background is beyond doubt. He is a royal relative. I'm afraid there is no better condition than this, right? His appearance is also first-class. As for his character and personality, I already knew it very well when he saved our family. Isn't this considered understanding?"

"But he... he has a terminal illness that cannot be cured. Aren't you afraid that Su Lanyin will become a widow at such a young age?"

Lu Wanjun pretended to be embarrassed, but then she looked as if she had let it go.

"Being a widow is better than marrying a scum like Su Yongcheng and having his whole family suck my blood. If Yinyin gives birth to a child for the Seventh Prince and inherits the title, then wouldn't her life be secure for the rest of her life?"

Fu Wuyang was speechless and choked up. After thinking for a long time, she said, "What's the point of guarding such a huge palace all alone? Of course, she should grow old with her husband, which is happier. Do you want to see her alone?"

Lu Wanjun sighed helplessly, "I don't want to either, but there are thousands of men in this world. Who knows if the good one now is just pretending? There are risks anyway, so why not choose the one with the best conditions? Even if it's hard, it won't be that hard. Your Majesty, don't you agree?"

Fu Wuyang felt a little guilty: "Then...what if there is someone with better conditions than Fu Mingchuan?"

Lu Wanjun had seen through everything and had a smile on her lips.

"Your Highness, you are joking. Where can a family like us find better conditions than the royal family?"