Tyrannical Wang's Beloved Wife

Chapter 472.2: The Heart and Spirit Blending

Jin Qinwang’s qin skills were practically beyond their expectation. And that tune can be said to be heart melting and sentimental, professing endless love.

Sun Yi Jia surprisingly fell silent, or perhaps should say, in this moment, towards Jing Wan, she has truly felt reassured. Her skills in qin were naturally out of the ordinary, so she was very clear of the difference between a tune played purely out of skill, and a tune played carrying sincere emotions. It can be said to be the difference between heaven and earth. Just like right now, if Jin Qinwang didn’t love little sister Wan to the extreme, then it was absolutely impossible to play out this kind of tune. Just listening, one’s heart can melt into a puddle, feeling as if getting carefully cupped in the palm by him, placing at the tip of his heart. In this moment, she also finally admit, Jin Qinwang wasn’t that hateful either.

Sun Yi Jia stood up, “Alright, let’s go.”

“Leaving like this? Cousin-in-law, wait a little, wait until after this piece finishes.”

Sun Yi Jia smiled, “Leave after it finishes? I’m afraid that after you finish listening, you will have a certain someone disdained to death.” As she said this, she teasingly glanced at Yuan Qiao Qiao’s husband.

The other party felt a bit awkward, and Yuan Qiao Qiao also came to realization. Alright, she also felt a bit awkward.

The three men naturally were eager to leave quickly. If this continues, they really will be unwell.

On the way out, Yuan Qiao Qiao returned to her true nature again, “All say Jin Qinwang has no good points, so who would’ve thought that he was this impressive. Cousin-in-law, say, even we these married women all got affected, if it was those that fell for Jin Qinwang that day at little sister Wan’s birthday banquet that heard, what will happen?”

“First of all, it’s impossible for them to hear, even a normal piece is all impossible, let alone one played from the heart. Secondly, even if inadvertently hearing, do they have the courage to risk the dangers of either dying or getting injured to throw themselves forward?” Sun Yi Jia mockingly smiled. To not even be able to touch the corner of the sleeve, yet still thinking about those pointless things? Tsk……..

Sun Yi Jia was a very smart woman to begin with. Right now, she very much suspect Jin Qinwang’s so called ‘wife-cursing’ fate. In the past, it was hard to say, but those previous few, did they really get ‘cursed’?

Shortly after, Sun Yi Jia looked at Yuan Qiao Qiao again, reaching out and patting her, “Some words, don’t carelessly say. For better or worse, leave a bit of face for your husband.” Getting affected by another man’s qin sounds and whatnot………..

Yuan Qiao Qiao’s husband’s face was indeed a bit gloomy. Yuan Qiao Qiao looked over, and ‘not knowing to repent’, even stuck her tongue out at him in a place invisible to the others, like a child making a face. This man, towards his own wife’s true nature, it was also understanding in detail. What’s there to feel gloomy about, it was just full of helplessness inside. However, although the women he’s come in contact with weren’t many, it wasn’t few either, the older and younger sisters in the home, and also the elders and older sister-in-laws, as well as the older and younger female cousins outside. Ones that were able to be as pure and simple as this wife of his truly were very few. Being with her was always more comfortable than with other people. Just based on this, he was willing to protect her, pamper her, and pardon her a little.

Luo Jing Bo and Luo Jing Ming, prior to Yuan Qiao Qiao’s marriage, had somewhat interacted with this young master of the capital magistrate’s family before, their relationship even not bad. This while, they both revealed an unknown smile. After all, this younger cousin’s personality, they more or less knew of a little too.

Them coming and then leaving, Jing Wan wasn’t the least bit aware of. This while, she was currently entranced in listening to the qin. Even someone like Sun Yi Jia who was relatively indifferent towards Jin Qinwang was all able to soften inside, then what about the her who was at the center of it, the one who the ‘qin player’ was professing his love to?

Jing Wan fixedly stared at Li Hong Yuan’s deep eyes. Inside there, it was filled with the same emotions as the qin sound.

Jing Wan felt that drowning to death in there all wasn’t an exaggeration.

After Li Hong Yuan changed to another piece again, “Ah Yuan……….” Jing Wan lightly opened her mouth.

Li Hong Yuan didn’t respond, but his eyes expressed that he was waiting for her to speak.

“Change to another one, my heart can’t take it anymore.” It was racing a bit too fast.

Li Hong Yuan lightly chuckled, “Alright.”

In reality, Jing Wan right now was more or less the same as being drunk. Because her heart rate sped up, her face flushed with red clouds. The corner of her eyes all emerging with a similar passion filled red. Her eyes were seemingly all covered with a layer of mist.

Li Hong Yuan took it all in, feeling that the Jing Wan under the haitang tree in this moment was practically beautiful to the extreme. However, his heart didn’t give rise to any lust. Towards this moment’s spiritual harmony, it similarly was enjoying to the extreme.

Afterwards, Li Hong Yuan indeed changed to another piece, one that was relatively bright and lively, fitting this beautiful spring scenery.

Jing Wan also gradually calmed down. Her man actually wasn’t ‘not having any good points’, but rather, able to do everything.

Another piece finished playing. Li Hong Yuan casually had the qin placed aside, getting up and walking to Jing Wan’s side, reaching out and lifting her chin, landing a kiss on her lips. Afterwards, he had her picked up, while he sat down on the swing, one hand holding Jing Wan in his arms, one hand holding onto the rope, and one leg touching the ground. Slightly exerting some strength, the swing just gently swayed carrying the two of them. Occasionally, the petals would fall, and Jing Wan would reach out to catch, afterwards lightly blowing, watching it fly even farther away.

Just from watching, one was just able to involuntarily smile.

Their occasional whispers were seemingly recollecting the past, yet also seemingly looking forward into the future.

After they were done being quiet, it was just going ‘crazy’ again.

By the time they returned to the villa, the sun was already approaching the west mountains.

In other words, the two of them more or less went out after the morning meal, and just returned before the evening meal. As for the afternoon meal? They’d eaten quite a bit along the way, so how can they still be hungry. After all, after playing around for a little, sitting together and eating something, that was also a kind of joy, no?

And after the evening meal, Jing Wan finally learned that Sun Yi Jia and them had came by. The most update n0vels are published on (f)ir(e).nᴇt

Gong mama told her, because today wangye and wangfei temporarily won’t meet guests, they just sat for a while and left, also not having any problems at hand.

Thus, Jing Wan no longer questioned. Neglecting her friends and family, and whatnot, didn’t happen. Her wedding anniversary with her husband was more important.

After digesting the food, Jing Wan just began sorting the greatest present today, the ninety-nine jade dolls. Jing Wan felt that she should prepare a special shelf. These dolls shouldn’t be buried in a chest, but rather displayed before the eyes.

All the way until going to sleep in the end, Li Hong Yuan still didn’t await the surprise his wife prepared. His gaze flickered, but didn’t ask anything either. He roughly figured that the surprise his wife prepared was probably his birthday present.

However, to begin preparing that early, Li Hong Yuan rather more and more curious.

Then again, Wan Wan had already said, today’s matter will all be given to him to arrange.

So the arrangements naturally need to be arranged to the end. Because of the spiritual harmony in the daytime, the red waves at night were just increasingly harmonious and wonderful.

Continuing like this, the living Enma in the future most likely will from time to time become a muddled ruler, ‘the ruler henceforth no longer attending morning court’.