My Husband Cannot Bear To Part From Me

Xiao Yue gaped at Long Zhao Feng in disbelief.

"You want me to what?"

Long Zhao Feng patted her head and knitted his forehead in fake concern.

"It seems that you suffer either from hearing or brain damage. Shall we get a medic to check?"

Xiao Yue slapped his hand away and glared.

"Both my brain and hearing are perfectly fine! You rascal, what are you planning to do? Why are you taking me to the palace??"

The young man waved with a finger in the air and shook his head at the same time. He treated Xiao Yue like some stupid plaything! Xiao Yue would love to give him a slap.

"No, no, no, I am not taking you to the palace. You are coming with me to my next assignment."

"Huh? What assignment??"

The rascal leaned back against a chair and peered at her from the top of his nose, his grin was barely concealable. He seemed to enjoy seeing a flustered Xiao Yue.

"Hong Kingdom is going to have a war with the Hei Kingdom. I have been assigned to lead the war."

"And of course you decide to bring a woman with you for what, good luck?"

"I think you have brought a lot of bad luck to me since you arrive here."

"..."

"I am counting on you to bring bad luck to the Hei Kingdom."

"..."

Xiao Yue wordlessly hurled a pillow at Long Zhao Feng. He dodged the hit and burst into laughter.

"We are leaving tomorrow. Before that, I need you to do something."

"What?"

Long Zhao Feng picked up the silver mask from the tea table and walked toward Xiao Yue. The silver mask dangled between his fingertips like a plaything.

"This manor must be emptied. All your maids and servants will be relocated to other manors. Please inform them. As for your little garden... we have to get rid of it."

Upon hearing those words, Xiao Yue cast her gaze downward.

Her garden had to be destroyed? And everyone from her manor would be relocated. Why, it almost seemed as if she was not coming back. Xiao Yue did not have much attachment to the title Third Madam but this manor was her home. No one liked to lose a home.

Long Zhao Feng gently tipped her chin up, and they looked into each other's eyes. The hand wandered to her cheek and his thumb brushed against her lower lip. Xiao Yue's lips were slightly parted. Her mind went blank.

Long Zhao Feng bent over and their foreheads pressed against each other. Seeing into the other's eyes from a short distance made her uncomfortable so she immediately closed her eyes. The other person released her and Xiao Yue opened her eyes in a daze.

Long Zhao Feng smiled.

"Please do it by today, Third Madam."

He put on the silver mask and left Xiao Yue in her bed-chamber alone. The latter plopped down on a divan, and a hint of resentment filled her heart.

Xiao Yue often wondered if the past few days had been a dream. This young man had gallantly rescued her from the stone prison, and treated her with such kindness and gentleness that she was practically intoxicated in his charm. The next time he showed up, he was his usual folly self again. Just now...

Xiao Yue buried her face in her arms.

Long Zhao Feng was originally the childish young man she used to bicker with regarding her garden, the young man who taught her how to use swords while constantly criticizing her sword form. And then there was this 'General Long Zhao Xue' role that he played half of the time. As the general, he was a mature man. Dangerous, intimidating, and at the same time... Xiao Yue sighed, alluring, to the point that Xiao Yue's heart could not help but beat faster for that man.

Yu Fen once asked her if she had feelings for Long Zhao Feng. She didn't. But against her best judgment, Xiao Yue could feel that she was slowly falling down the dark abyss, losing herself for the current 'General Long Zhao Xue'. She hated herself for being weak. For wanting him to touch her more. Just now... she had hoped that he would kiss her again, if only to confirm her suspicion that she was falling in love with him.

People said the first love was unforgettable. Xiao Yue was experiencing her first love. Unfortunately, the object of her love was also her enemy. She had fallen for a man she could not afford to fall for. There was no future together with this man. In that case, she should snuff out the flame in her heart as soon as possible. Before it grew larger and consumed her very being. And the people around her.

Xiao Yue touched her lip, brushing against the spot that Long Zhao Feng touched with a trembling finger, as if trying to erase every trace of his warmth.