Jun Jiuling - Chapter 722

[Chapter 4 Your Name]

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Fang Chengyu did not hide the matter of the Fang family’s division of production from Miss Jun. Looking at the letter sent by Fang Chengyu, Miss Jun remained silent.

There was a stick behind her and poked her.

“What are you doing?” Miss Jun turned her head away without looking back. “If you have something to say, don’t move around all day.”

“I don’t have it.” Zhu Zan stepped over and sat beside her. He lowered his head and grabbed the grass on the ground, “You only move your feet.”

Miss Jun ignored him and looked at the road ahead.

“If you have something to say, say it, what’s the point of being bored.” Zhu Zan said.

“There’s nothing to say.” Miss Jun said, “Speaking of which, the Fang family is also pitiful.”

“What a pity, who knows what they knew back then.” Zhu Zan said, throwing the grass in his hand.

Miss Jun has always avoided going into this, and was silent for a moment when she heard the words.

“Anyway, the Fang family’s siblings are innocent,” she said. “The Fang family got together because of money, but now they are separated because of money. Although it’s hurtful for Deshengchang, it’s not like finding another way to find a new way of life.”

After saying that, he clapped his hands and stood up.

“Let’s go.”

She turned around and walked a few steps, only to hear footsteps but not to speak, so she couldn’t help but look back.

Zhu Zan was following along with a smile, but she was suddenly stopped and looked over, as if she was startled, so she hurriedly stopped laughing, blinking her eyes and still didn’t speak.

Miss Jun looked at him.

“Are you all right?” she asked.

Zhu Zan shook his head in confusion.

“Why don’t you talk too much?” Miss Jun asked, remembering that Zhu Zan didn’t talk for a long time.

Zhu Zan stared.

“You’re a talker,” he said. “I don’t like to talk at all.”

Speaking of which, the voice became quieter.

“I didn’t say it before.”

It was on the way back to the capital from the Northland, he caught up with her and was so angry that she lost his temper, and he didn’t bother to spy on nonsense any more.

I don’t know if she remembers it?

Immediately, she thought of the many stupid things at that time, and she was covered in burrs, wishing that it had never happened at that time, she must not remember it.

Miss Jun didn’t know that there were so many messy thoughts in his mind. She just asked casually, turned around and walked away without saying anything.

Zhu Zan breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little disappointed, but not disappointed either, it wasn’t a pleasant thing anyway, it was better if he forgot, and he followed up with a smile.

Miss Jun turned around and stared at him again.

“Why are you so happy?” she asked.

Zhu Zan was startled again, and his face tensed.

“No,” he said.

How can there be any joy? The Fang family’s secret, which is guarded against all odds, turns out to be such an unbearable royal scandal. What is he happy about, schadenfreude?

“Then why are you laughing all day long?” Miss Jun asked puzzled.

Zhu Zan reached out and touched his face.

“Do I have one?” he asked.

Miss Jun gave him a sideways glance without saying a word and turned her head to urge the horse. As soon as she turned her head and turned around suddenly, she saw Zhu Zan’s raised mouth.

“Hey.” She pointed, “Look at you.”

Zhu Zan stroked the corner of his raised mouth with his hand, and suddenly felt very funny, he simply laughed.

Miss Jun glanced at him and did not speak again, urging the horse to gallop forward.

Zhu Zan looked at her back. In the beautiful field of late autumn, the woman in the dark and dusty clothes looked lonely and sassy, just as he always remembered.

Princess Jiuling’s actual age is already in her twenties, but now this body is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it is not much different from the thirteen-year-old, so it looks like going back in time.

The person who once disappeared and ran farther and farther in the memory really appeared.

“Hello.” Zhu Zan couldn’t help shouting loudly with his hands on his lips.

The galloping figure did not leave the dust, nor did she remain indifferent, but stopped, the person on the horse turned her head, and the autumn wind blew her clothes and hair.

“What?” she asked.

Zhu Zan smiled.

“Nothing,” he said.

The man on the horse glanced at him, turned and continued to rush the horse.

“Hello.” Zhu Zan shouted again.

This time the horse was restrained, but the man did not look back.

“I have a name,” she just said in a slightly impatient voice.

She has a name.

Yes, that name.

Zhu Zan clenched his hands tightly around his mouth, seemingly condensing countless powers.

“Jiu Ling.” He shouted.

He thought it was shouting, but the sound was just like a mosquito.

The people in sight are getting farther and farther away.

“Jiu Ling.” He shouted again.

Gao Liang’s voice was sent out. He saw the woman in his sight turning back slightly. She didn’t answer, but just raised her hand and raised it.

Alive and active, Zhu Zan suddenly felt that his eyes were stinged and he couldn’t look anymore. He looked up at the sky.

“Jiuling.” He shouted again, his voice seemed to be sent to the sky.

High-pitched to almost broken sound, it sounds a bit harsh.

Before the sound was over, he shouted again.

The loud, hoarse, and sharp voice seemed to be about to break the world, and it scattered in the wilderness one after another.

The horse’s hoofs squeaked, and the whip slapped.

“Zhu Zan, why are you crazy!” Miss Jun shouted angrily.

Only then did Zhu Zan put down her hands and looked at Miss Jun, who came back on horseback.

“It’s nothing.” He smiled. “Call your name.”

“Did you shout like that?” Miss Jun said, “I’m not deaf, you can’t stop shouting?”

Zhu Zan looked at her and smiled.

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“I just want to call your name,” he said, spreading his hands, “Just call.”

Just wanted to call your name.

Miss Jun looked at him, Zhu Zan didn’t dare to look at her and immediately looked away as usual, but met her with a smile.

Miss Jun suddenly remembered that on the way back to Beijing from the Northland not long ago, she teased Zhu Zan and asked him to call her Jiuling, but Zhu Zan refused angrily without hesitation.

Then she thought again that since she knew Zhu Zan, he had never called Jiuling by the name.

Is that because he doesn’t remember the name?

Of course not. He went to the capital and went to Princess Jiuling’s grave in person. Even in the face of the empty tomb of the dead, he carefully tidyed up his appearance with dew.

Is that because he doesn’t like the name?

Of course not, when he was walking outside, no matter who asked, he would clasp his fists and announce his name aloud, Ling Jiu, Ling Jiu.

He would be depressed because Zhang Baotang accidentally mentioned the name at the dinner table.

He will turn his face for saying that I am Princess Jiuling.

Why is this?

Why does he never mention the name?

Why did he suddenly dare to shout this name so loudly?

Why did he suddenly stop talking so much, stop talking nonsense and gag, but just laugh all the time, unconsciously, with a full smile as he walks beside her and follows her?

Because, I like this name.

Miss Jun looked at him and let out a sigh, then took the whip and urged the horse to turn around and move forward again.

Maybe she didn’t realize that she pushed the horse faster than before, so that the wind on her face would be more violent, so that it could take away the heat from her face and prevent the heat from spreading. Like spring grass, it broke through the stone wall and drilled out of the soil to grow wildly and wildly.

To be continued.

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