Rebirth of the Dumb Husband and Wife *COMPLETED*

Chapter 41 Ruyi

When important people come to Yancheng, the inns in the city are almost full of people. The inn where Yan Cheng usually lives in Yancheng doesn't even have low-class rooms left.

Yao Shaoqing saw the embarrassment of the two and took out a piece of suet white jade from his sleeve, engraved with the pattern of auspicious clouds, intricately forming a "Qing" character.

"We booked a few rooms at the Xiangyu Inn. If the two of you don't mind, you can take this jade pendant to the inn."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Yan Cheng stretched out his hand to take the jade pendant. The jade pendant felt warm and delicate when the skin touched it. It was a high-grade jade pendant.

"Thank you highness."

The four of them parted ways soon at the fork in the town. He and Yao Shaoqing got into the carriage and went to the post station. The time Yan Cheng had agreed with them was at the end of this month, and there were still four or five days left. He casually took Song Jinshu's hand and slowly walked into the town.

Yancheng is not like Youdu, there are not many pedestrians on the streets, the shops are open, business is sluggish, there are several tables of people sitting in twos and threes in the teahouse, the storyteller looks tired, and the sound box in his hand is lazily tapping on the table.

June and July in Yancheng are not hot, and there is a breeze blowing on both sides of the street. Song Jinshu's water-blue veil is blown gently, and the faint scent of osmanthus honey on his body floats along the wind into the nostrils of the people around him.

Yan Cheng's thoughts moved slightly, and he pinched Song Jinshu's palm with his fingers.

There were plenty of trees on both sides of the street, watching Yan Cheng take him farther and farther, Song Jinshu gently tugged at Yan Cheng's sleeve and looked at him suspiciously.

The meaning was obvious, it was asking Yan Cheng where he was going.

Thinking of what Dr. Wang said, Yan Cheng pretended not to understand and returned the same puzzled look.

"What's wrong?"

Song Jinshu had been depressed for a few days, and he was not very willing to talk anymore. When he heard Yan Cheng asking him back, he simply followed Yan Cheng in silence and stopped making a sound.

But Yan Cheng didn't let him go easily.

On the street, he turned his head and kissed him on the cheek, his soft lips brushed against Song Jinshu's cheek, causing a slight tremor. Song Jinshu felt that the place where Yan Cheng kissed was burning, and the fire spread along the skin to the base of his neck, and his skin exposed to the air turned pink.

Passersby turned their heads to look their way.

"on the street, on it."

Song Jinshu covered the kissed cheek, lowered his head to reveal the smooth and slender back of his neck, and dared not raise his head for fear of meeting the curious and probing gazes of passersby.

Yan Cheng didn't feel anything wrong, but he looked at Song Jinshu, and said aggrievedly, "Don't you just want me to kiss you while looking at me?" He lowered his head and touched Song Jinshu's ear, with the tip of his tongue swiping across his ear quickly, "Is it because I didn't kiss well, so Jin Shu is still dissatisfied?"

Song Jinshu was so teased by him that he couldn't lift his head, shy pink color spread from behind his ears into his back collar, and his voice was so small that he could barely hear him, "No, no."