novelraw Chapter 124 What's wrong with my throat?
Chapter 124 What's wrong with my throat?
It was that photo that Zhai Lu sent them, showing him kissing the back of a hand through a birdcage.
Wen Shumu and Ling Suyu: "..."
Wen Shumu originally envisioned placing a small photo frame on the bedside table in the bedroom.
Who would have thought that Allison would make such a large frame, almost half a person's height, and hang it in such a prominent position!
Wen Shumu's face flushed slightly: "If this hangs here, what if guests come...?"
Ling Suyu frowned as he looked at the glimpse of Wen Shumu's fair leg peeking out from under his white robe in the photo and said, "Let's move to the bedroom."
A glint flashed in Allison's eyes. He knew, of course, that this was not the most suitable spot, but he still had the waiter hang it here in order to bring up the next topic.
He cleared his throat with feigned melancholy: "Some time ago, while you and your wife were away, I invited the Empire's top interior design master to the manor, thinking to see if there was anything that needed updating or improvement."
"The master said anywhere was fine, but the walls of this main hall on the second floor were too empty, so I asked him what he thought of hanging an oil painting, and he said..." Allison said, keeping the conversation in suspense.
Wen Shumu asked in agreement, "What did the master say?"
Allison winked at him: "I'd prefer to hang a portrait of the manor owner, or a wedding photo if that's not possible."
The marshal and his wife were both taken aback, as if they had never thought that wedding photos existed.
"But the two of you didn't take wedding photos back then." Allison looked very distressed. "After the master left, the more I looked at this place, the more I felt it was too empty. So my wife sent me some photos, and I thought I'd use these as a substitute for now."
Wen Shumu's gaze drifted to Ling Suyu's face, a glint of light flickering in his eyes.
His marriage to Ling Suyu was very rushed; the wedding almost didn't happen until the emperor felt it was necessary to go through with the ceremony.
Therefore, there are naturally no wedding photos or portraits of the two of them.
Ling Suyu pondered for a moment and said, "Then add both the portrait and the photograph."
Allison, having achieved his goal, beamed with joy: "Alright, I'll go contact them now. You two should rest first."
He silently withdrew, giving Wen Shumu a mysterious look before leaving.
Wen Shumu: ?
He didn't understand what the butler meant.
It wasn't until the two reached Ling Suyu's former room, now the newlyweds' bedroom, that Wen Shumu finally understood what Allison's winking expression meant.
The bed in their room has changed.
It has been transformed into a magnificent platinum and gold bed, with a comfortable and luxurious genuine leather headboard and exquisite carvings on the headboard, clearly indicating its high value.
The manor owner's bedroom is very spacious; it could easily fit a 2.8-meter bed.
Wen Shumu stared in astonishment at the unfamiliar large bed in front of him.
You'll never have to worry about falling out of bed while sleeping on this bed; it feels like there's plenty of room for five or six people to lie on it.
Ling Suyu remained calm on the surface, but a hint of satisfaction secretly flickered in his eyes.
And Wen Shumu just happened to catch it.
Wen Shumu: "..."
That night, Wen Shumu truly experienced just how big the bed was.
Every part of it was coated with the sweet aroma of strawberry cake.
While on Fuluo Star, Ling Suyu had to suppress his feelings because he was recording a program and didn't want to affect Wen Shumu's actions. Even though they had been separated for a while and it was the time when he missed Wen Shumu the most, he could only suppress his feelings.
Now that he's back home, he has no more worries.
The crisp, melting snow suddenly became unusually intense, scalding the rings of cream on the strawberry cupcakes.
The morning dew clung glisteningly to the branches and leaves, and the manor's servants and guards began their work one after another, while the masters remained in bed.
The bed curtains, embroidered with gold thread, hung down, and through the gaps, one could vaguely see two people embracing inside.
"Good morning, brother..."
Wen Shumu was startled by his own voice as soon as he opened his mouth.
How did you become so mute?!
Ling Suyu was also slightly taken aback, and his handsome face flushed slightly as he recalled Xiao Mu from last night.
Wen Shumu said a couple more words to confirm that his voice was truly hoarse.
He looked up and saw the blush on Alpha's face, instantly pulling him back into the memories of last night.
Back on Planet Flora, even with the best soundproofing in the hotels, he was too embarrassed to let loose and always held back.
Once home, not only did Ling Suyu lose all restraint, but the same was true for him.
Wen Shumu recalled how she sometimes called him "husband" and sometimes "brother".
The call made Ling Suyu's originally clear blue eyes grow even deeper and deeper.
He couldn't remember much after that.
Wen Shumu sighed silently; it seemed that his hoarse voice was partly due to his own actions.
Ling Suyu got up and poured him a glass of warm water, watching him drink it with gentle eyes, and then said, "I have to go to the palace today, would you like to come with me?"
Wen Shumu knew he had caused such a commotion on the StarNet that he should meet His Majesty in person, but his voice...
He rubbed his aching lower back again.
"I want to come down and see if I can walk." Wen Shumu stretched out his hands to Ling Suyu.
Ling Suyu understood, approached, picked him up, and put him on the ground.
Wen Shumu tried taking two steps and couldn't help but marvel at how strong his recovery ability was becoming.
In the past, he would have needed to lie down for two days.
"Shall we go now?" Wen Shumu asked.
Ling Suyu bent down and straightened his disheveled collar: "No rush, have breakfast first."
Upon learning that the two were going to the palace, Allison immediately got busy.
He arranged breakfast and picked out the formal attire for Wen Shumu to wear when he entered the palace.
After finishing breakfast, Wen Shumu had also chosen her dress.
Allison chose a fitted light-colored coat over a silk lantern-sleeved shirt with an exquisite floral collar.
Unlike the glamorous gown she wore to the banquet on Planet Flora, this outfit was clearly much more subdued.
After all, they were to meet the emperor, so they couldn't be too ostentatious.
Despite the turbulent changes in the outside world, the Palace of Helios remained as steadfast as Mount Tai. This symbol of the empire stood proudly in the center of the imperial star, and all who came and went wore solemn expressions and walked with steady steps.
This is Wen Shumu's second visit to the Palace of Helios.
Last time, he was still confused and uncertain about the future, and he was troubled for a long time about Ling Suyu's desire to divorce him.
But now everything is different.
When Wen Shumu saw His Majesty face to face again, he was not as nervous as last time.
Yi Hao still had that refined and handsome appearance, with his hair half-length to his shoulders, and his phoenix eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses narrowed as he gazed at the young marshal and his wife in front of him.
He first looked at the Omega and said gently, "Shumu, it's been a long time."
Wen Shumu bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I am extremely grateful for your help."
Yi Hao knew he was thanking Wen Bin for that.
"There's no need to thank me, or rather, I should thank you." Yi Hao smiled and changed his self-reference, appearing very friendly. "If you hadn't stepped forward, it would have taken even longer to... punish certain people."
In front of Wen Shumu, Yi Hao restrained himself and did not speak too bluntly about dealing with Wen Bin.
His attention was now drawn to other things.
"What's wrong with your throat? Have you caught a cold?" the emperor asked.