Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 978 - 778 I Love You

Chapter 978: Chapter 778 I Love You

Eunuch Wan spoke up, "Your Majesty, this servant asked the little servants who attend to that side, and they said that in recent times, General Nangong and his wife sometimes play chess together, sometimes they paint, sometimes they practice archery in the garden, and more often than not, they talk about things that they can’t understand."

"Oh? And what is it that they don’t understand?" the Emperor asked, pretending to read a memorial as if he was only casually inquiring.

Eunuch Wan knew the Emperor’s nature well and answered, "They talk about their hometown, something like ’airplanes,’ ’cars,’ and the like."

"Airplanes? Cars?" The Emperor was somewhat surprised.

Eunuch Wan said with a smile, "The Emperor must be curious too, right? Our servants don’t know what these things are, guessing they might be toys that common folk children play with."

But the Emperor shook his head.

When he was a child, he had received a wooden toy from his grandmother, who had said it was an airplane. It looked like a dragonfly with two pairs of big wings, and his grandmother also said other children didn’t have one, only he did."

The Emperor had always thought his grandmother was a remarkable woman who could make all sorts of strange things and food that were especially delicious. It was a pity that she passed away early, otherwise, she and Nan Feng would have had a lot to talk about.

"Besides these, is there anything else?" the Emperor asked again.

He was like a voyeur, spying on someone else’s happiness.

"Your Majesty, there are some... for example, the same things Your Majesty and the consorts do, some embarrassing acts," Eunuch Wan said shyly.

The memorial in the Emperor’s hand almost got torn.

"Is the paper quality too poor? Have Wang Yushi use better paper for memorials in the future," the Emperor said.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

...

Embarrassing acts were once again enacted tonight.

As the saying goes, once sated and warm, one thinks of lust. Now, being well fed and clothed in the Palace, served by palace maids and eunuchs, with the imperial doctor looking after Nan Feng’s health, where else could they vent their abundant energy, if not in such acts?

After the deed, Wild Brother held Nan Feng in his arms and kissed her cheek.

Nan Feng responded with a kiss of her own, then sighed, "I always have this feeling that I should live each day as if it’s my last. Even if we’re gone tomorrow, we should be happy in this moment."

"Fengfeng is right," Wild Brother said, caressing her body, eventually lingering on her scar from a knife wound that had mostly healed, though one could still feel a scar.

It was a scar she received while shielding him; every time he touched it, he felt an intense desire to make her feel deeply cherished.

"Wild Brother, do you sometimes feel that your life has been pitiful?" Nan Feng asked.

"Why would Fengfeng say that?"

"You don’t know who your biological parents are, you grew up in a harsh Military Camp, suffered untold hardships, and endured such a calamity. Now, after finally ending the battlefield, you are... yet confined here. Do you sometimes complain about the unfairness of your fate?" Nan Feng said as she touched his chest muscles.

"The hardships I endured are nothing. As for my biological parents, I once asked my adopted father, and he said I was a child picked up on the battlefield, that my parents were already dead. But my adopted father raised me as his own, so I have nothing to complain about."

Nan Feng turned over, "If he truly treated you as his own, how could he bear to send you to such a place for devilish training? If it was my child, I would be heartbroken, I would never bear it."

Wild Brother hugged Nan Feng from behind, "My adopted father wants me to be a man who can stand tall in the world. He said if I couldn’t pass the training, then there was no need for me to live, because I couldn’t even protect myself."