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He stared at the spot where Feng Qingyan was, lifting the teacup in his hand and sipping a few mouthfuls of tea.

Feng Qingyan felt somewhat troubled, looking at the man who seemed so aloof, why was he so persistent? Even trying to leave quietly had become so difficult.

After thinking for a while, she once again cautiously poked out her pitch-black head and revealed a pair of eyes that shone brighter than the stars, observing the blue and white figure attentively.

Today’s visit to the palace, although it hadn’t been a long stay, just the time it took for a meal had let her know that Jun Moqing only had one wife, not even a single maid.

Since his wife went missing, he hadn’t remarried or taken any concubines, essentially keeping to an empty room for over twenty years.

A handsome man with formidable skills, such unwavering devotion wasn’t common.

Feng Qingyan sighed, thinking she had missed out on a good man. After lamenting to herself, she was about to return when a cool voice came through, "Why not watch in a dignified manner?"

The movements of Feng Qingyan’s descent halted abruptly. She was so careful, yet she had been found out?

Indeed, his kung fu skills were formidable, and his hearing was incredibly sharp.

Feng Qingyan huffed, her hand loosened, she flipped over into the window, and then gently closed it behind her.

As long as she didn’t admit it, there would be no embarrassment from peeping!

Jun Moqing heard her return to the guest room and didn’t say anything, withdrawing his gaze he glanced at the teacup in his hand, then lifted his head to look at the bright moon overhead, the moon on the fifteenth was big and round.

The next morning

Feng Qingyan, who had gone to bed late last night, woke up later than usual, she opened the door and looked up to see Jun Moqing standing at the doorway, appearing as though he had been waiting for quite some time.

"Why are you still here? Don’t you need to sleep?" Her gaze constantly fixed on Jun Moqing, watching him, who hadn’t slept all night, without a trace of weariness, not even dark circles under his eyes.

If she hadn’t seen with her own eyes that he had been sitting on the rooftop at the fourth watch of the night, she might not have believed how spirited he looked after having not slept all night.

Jun Moqing said, "Let’s have breakfast together."

Only then did Feng Qingyan notice he was holding breakfast and wondered when he had been waiting there.

Now, she really was hungry, having breakfast was the priority.

On the round table, there were two bowls of plain congee, three small dishes, and three types of breakfast items.

Feng Qingyan truly was hungry, she picked up the bowl, grabbed the chopsticks, took a sip of the congee, and started eating the breakfast items she had picked up.

Jun Moqing held his chopsticks but his gaze was on Feng Qingyan, watching her eat, which hadn’t changed much from before.

"Tomorrow, let’s go to the East Palace for breakfast. Little Nine makes a lot of delicious breakfast items, they taste very good, you can’t buy them outside."

Feng Qingyan was a bit surprised, "Really? Your daughter is the Crown Princess, and she actually cooks?"

Jun Moqing nodded, "Little Nine is very sensible and smart."

Feng Qingyan asked further, "What breakfast items can she make? Ones that can’t be bought outside?"

"Fried Dough Sticks, rice cakes, filled buns, dumplings..." Jun Moqing listed a series of meal names unhurriedly.

Feng Qingyan licked her lips after listening; these were all names she had never heard of, and she was a little eager to taste them.

Jun Moqing added, "Tonight at the East Palace, let Little Nine make you Pickled Fish and steamed meat."

Feng Qingyan was somewhat tempted, but then she remembered she wasn’t Jun Moqing’s wife, and didn’t feel quite right about freeloading.

"But I’m not your wife, going there to freeload doesn’t seem very proper, does it?"

Jun Moqing, however, said firmly, "If I say it’s fine, then it is."

Feng Qingyan shrugged helplessly, "Fine, think whatever you want to think."

Having said that, she continued eating the Meat Buns in her bowl.

Jun Moqing knew she would need time to accept the situation. Since it was breakfast time, eating was the most important thing, so he didn’t continue explaining and simply lowered his head to sip some congee.

Suddenly, Feng Qingyan looked up at Jun Moqing, "If your wife looked older than you, wouldn’t you mind?"

Jun Moqing paused while drinking his congee and countered, "Why should I mind?"

Feng Qingyan continued, "You look not even thirty, being with a woman almost forty, you don’t look like husband and wife. In ten years, if your appearance remains the same while your wife’s beauty has faded, wouldn’t you feel anything?"

Jun Moqing thoughtfully nodded, "Your worry is somewhat unnecessary. Everyone will grow old one day, and even if your beauty fades, you are still you, that is enough."

Feng Qingyan immediately objected, "I wasn’t talking about myself. I’m very confident. I was talking about your wife."

Jun Moqing’s voice was gentle, "Mhmm, that’s more like you."

Feng Qingyan: "..."

After finishing breakfast, Jun Moqing asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"I have some things to take care of, you can’t follow," Feng Qingyan emphasized the last part strongly.