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Chapter 152 Langyue will wait... No rush

When Lang Yue heard this, his face changed, obviously being touched by Bai Huahua's words.

He clenched his fists and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and looked at Yao Jia.

"Yao Yao..."

Yao Jia looked at Lang Yue, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

He didn't want to embarrass Lang Yue in public, but he also couldn't offend Bai Huahua in public. He had just arrived in Kyoto and naturally had to establish his prestige.

He looked at the white flowers, then at the bright moon, and finally he sighed softly.

"Langyue, don't disobey Huahua."

Lang Yue was stunned, obviously not expecting Yao Jia to say that.

The corners of his eyes turned red, and he lowered his head and saluted respectfully.

"Lang Yue obeys your command."

Bai Huahua was very satisfied with Yao Jia's protection of her.

Holding Yao Jia's hand, he said gently, "Let's go back home."

Yao Jia nodded and walked with Bai Huahua.

When passing by Langyue, she accidentally touched his hand hanging by his side and made a gesture to him.

Lang Yue lowered his eyebrows and looked at them, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, sweeping away the previous gloom, and followed the two of them.

Huaichuan obviously also noticed Yaojia's gesture, and walked behind thoughtfully.

Bai Huahua is very good at controlling her subordinates. After a slap in the face, she will give him a sweet reward in time.

So on the way back to Nangong Mansion, he let Langyue and Yaojia ride in the same carriage, while he sat in the back with Qingzhu and others.

The carriage swayed along the streets of the capital, and the sound of the wheels rolling mixed with the hustle and bustle of the streets.

As soon as he got on the carriage, Lang Yue was somewhat worried and didn't dare to get too close to Yao Jia, fearing that Bai Huahua would strike back at any time.

He waited until the carriage had traveled some distance before he dared to sit next to Yao Jia.

He stretched out his fingers and gently tugged at Yao Jia's sleeve, shaking it.

"Master Wife~"

"puff……"

Yao Jia was amused by his pitiful look. She seemed to have thought of something, put away the smile on her face, and looked at him sideways.

"Langyue, do you really want a status?"

Lang Yue's face suddenly changed when he heard this.

He stood up, knelt in front of Yao Jia, and leaned over.

"Please forgive me, young lady. Lang Yue shouldn't have had such unreasonable thoughts, and she shouldn't have betrayed Liu Zhengjun for such unreasonable thoughts."

Upon seeing this, Yao Jia hurriedly helped Lang Yue up, with an unhappy look on her face.

"What are you doing? When did I ever say I was going to blame you?"

Lang Yue looked up, his eyes full of fear.

"But...but Mr. Bai...Mr. Bai Ping..."

Yao Jia sighed softly and reached out to smooth Lang Yue’s frown.

"I'll take care of Huahua myself, you don't need to worry."

After a pause, Yao Jia continued, "As for the status...I can indeed give it to you, but not now."

Lang Yue naturally knew about this, ever since he learned that Yao Jia had held such a grand wedding for Master Shuanghua in Jiangling City.

He knew that even if Master Lan asked for a legitimate status for him, Yao Jia would probably not acknowledge it.

"Lang Yue knows and understands Yao Yao's heart. Lang Yue will wait... No rush..."

Yao Jia reached out and helped Lang Yue up, leaning him against his arms.

"My Langyue is so nice, she never makes things difficult for me."

Lang Yue felt warm in his heart. He held her in his arms and looked down at the woman in his arms.

It has been more than half a year since the Shangsi Festival.

Just now at the dock, I felt that her face became more and more beautiful when I just looked at her from a distance. Now that I held her in my arms, I realized that her body was softer and more boneless than before, and her charm was more seductive.

There was limited space in the carriage, and Langyue pressed tightly against Yaojia, his nose filled with the unique fragrance of a woman.

This fragrance is not like the floral scent or powder scent commonly used in girls' homes, but it has a light sweetness that makes people feel comfortable.

Lang Yue lowered his head and buried it in Yao Jia's neck, sniffing the fragrance greedily, while his hands caressed her waist dishonestly.

Yao Jia was tickled by him, and she put her hand on his chest, saying coquettishly, "Stop it, we are in a carriage."

Lang Yue was relentless and whispered in her ear, "No one outside can hear it anyway, Yaoyao~ let me hug you, I really miss you."

Yao Jia was so annoyed by him that she lost her temper. She also knew that Lang Yue had been thinking about her for such a long time, so she had no choice but to let him hold her.

She had been talking to him about this and then suddenly Yao Jia seemed to have thought of something.

"What is Xiu Lan busy with today?"

Langyue squeezed her plump hands tightly.

This caused Yao Jia to let out a soft cry.

"Uh~ what are you doing..."

Lang Yue let go of her hand in dismay and bit her earlobe instead, "Didn't Yaoyao once say that when she's with me, she doesn't think about other people?"

What Yao Jia always said was like passing clouds.

He chuckled as he shrank his neck, "He didn't come to pick me up, so I asked what happened?"

Lang Yue was almost bewitched by her charming appearance, but considering that this was a carriage, he suppressed all his desires and calmed himself.

"Mr. Lan Zheng has been summoned to the palace by His Majesty today, and I'm afraid he won't be back until the evening."

"Lan Zhengjun?"

Yao Jia was very confused about this title.

Lang Yue explained, "Yaoyao held a grand ceremony in Jiangnan to raise Liu Zhengjun's status. When the old Zhengjun found out, he ordered everyone in the mansion to call him Master Lan from now on."

After all, Nangong Xiu Lan is the legitimate ruler of the Nangong Mansion, so Yao Jia doesn’t mind the change in title.

But this "Lan Zhengjun" always sounds a little strange.

"What changes have occurred after he learned that I married Shuanghua?"

Yao Jia had to find out the situation in advance and prepare herself mentally.

This will save you from being hit on the palm with a ruler or slapped on the butt by Nangong Xiu Lan.

Lang Yue tried hard to recall.

Nangong Xiu Lan had a blank expression on his face all day, and he still had a blank expression after learning that Yao Jia was holding her wedding in Jiangling City.

He didn’t know if it was his illusion. It was clearly the middle of summer during that period, but he always felt chilly when standing next to Nangong Xiu Lan.

It may be because there are too many ice cubes in the house.

“It seems that nothing has changed.”

After hearing Lang Yue say this, Yao Jia felt a little relieved.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of Nangong Mansion, and Langyue helped Yaojia get off the carriage.

There were people standing in front of the gate to welcome Yao Jia.

Lin Congmo stood in the center.

Yao Jia waited for Bai Huahua to get off the carriage, and the two of them took her to pay their respects to Lin Congmo.

On his way back from Yaojia, Lin Congmo received a letter from Shuanghua.

Knowing the reason why he let Bai Huahua in, she naturally no longer felt embarrassed.

Seeing that Yao Jia had been away from home for nearly two years, he seemed to have become much calmer and more stable, which made him very happy.

"You are tired from the journey, go back to your room and rest for a while, and come to the ancestral hall later."

Yao Jia's heart tightened. These words were so familiar.

"Dad, I haven't gotten into any trouble recently, why do I have to kneel in the ancestral hall as punishment?"

Lin Congmo paused and laughed out loud.

"Girl, why don't you go and see your ancestors when you come back? Besides, since this is Huahua's first time coming home, you should at least burn some incense for your mother and father."

Yao Jia was embarrassed and nodded in agreement.

The housekeeper cleaned up the yard for Bai Huahua and Huaichuan separately, and invited them to rest in the yard.

Yao Jia returned to her own courtyard accompanied by Lang Yue.

The scenery in the yard was no different from before, the only change was that there was a swing under the evergreen boxwood tree.

The swing is exquisitely made, with an extremely complex wooden frame structure that is arched, with wisteria flowers climbing on top.

The flowers bloom like a waterfall, and when the cold wind blows, the pink and purple petals fall with the wind.

Yaojia took off her cloak and handed it to Langyue.

Walk over and sit on the swing.

Push your legs and the swing will swing slowly. Close your eyes and feel the wind whistling past your ears.