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Nangong Huaxue's fingertips trembled slightly as she stared at his back without saying a word or moving.

After a long silence, he slowly reached out and pulled Wang Ji's sleeve.

"I'm... a little hungry."

Nangong Huaxue didn't know why she thought of this at this moment, and muttered softly.

Wang Ji paused and looked at her in disbelief.

Nangong Huaxue felt a little embarrassed and lowered her head to avoid his gaze.

"...Do you really think I won't do anything to you?"

Wang Ji laughed in anger, and without warning, he burst into intense emotion. He grabbed Nangong Huaxue's shoulders, his knuckles turned white from pressing, and there was a faint flicker of fire in his eyes.

"I... didn't mean anything else..." Nangong Huaxue said guiltily, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and at the end he even felt a surge of grievance that he couldn't even understand.

"..."

Wang Ji was silent for a long time. There was a dead silence between the two of them, and no one spoke.

Finally, Wang Ji let go of his hand, sighed with a self-deprecating smile, and walked out.

Nangong Huaxue didn't understand what he meant. After he left, she walked around his room and finally decided to lie on the bed.

Wang Ji’s bed was smaller than the ones in the palace, and not as soft. Lying on it gave off a chill, just like its owner.

Just when Nangong Huaxue was about to fall asleep hugging his quilt, Wang Ji came back.

"After eating, go back to the palace."

Wang Ji put the dishes in his hand on the desk and said to her.

Nangong Huaxue hadn't eaten much all day. Although it was nothing for a cultivator of her level, she was a little hungry at this moment, perhaps because she had just recovered from a serious injury and had consumed too much.

Nangong Huaxue originally wanted to share the food with Wang Ji, but Wang Ji went out again after he finished speaking, so she had no choice but to finish the food on the table first.

It has to be said that Wang Ji knew her preferences very well and even prepared some exquisite snacks after the meal.

But Nangong Huaxue was a little depressed.

Because she had already finished eating for half a day and didn't see him come back.

Nangong Huaxue rubbed his temples with a headache, secretly cursing himself for being useless, and just as he was about to get up to look for him, Wang Ji pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing that she was still there, Wang Ji paused, chose to ignore her, and took off his robe by himself.

Outer robe, waist belt, inner shirt...

Wang Ji suddenly realized that the woman next to him was not shy at all, but was staring at him.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look, and saw that the emperor was staring straight at his naked upper body, without any concealment.

Wang Ji: …

In fact, Nangong Huaxue was in a daze, thinking about how to tell Wang Ji.

Her previous actions almost confirmed Wang Ji's thoughts. Based on her understanding of Wang Ji, he must have already made up his mind about this matter and would not believe it no matter how she argued.

So now I should test his opinion of Qin Xiao...right?

But how could he tell me so simply and directly?

Nangong Huaxue decided to ease his mood first. When he was in a good mood, it would be easier to ask whatever he wanted to ask.

But maybe in her previous life, she didn't stab the heart, but the brain, so that every time she did something in front of Wang Ji, she didn't think about it at all and just did whatever she wanted.

For example, now, seeing Wang Ji ignoring her, she changed into the nightgown she carried with her, and tentatively approached him. Seeing that Wang Ji didn't react, she boldly got into his arms.

At this time, Wang Ji's emotions had calmed down. He watched her actions coldly. Although he still did not respond, the aura around him was obviously much more relaxed than before, and even a little warm.

The atmosphere had clearly eased, but my brain just happened to issue an order at this moment.

"…What do you think about this? Those—"

Nangong Huaxue said halfway, but swallowed the second half of the sentence under the man's frightening gaze.

Wang Ji stared at her quietly, his face calm, but his eyes were filled with rage.

Oh no, it’s bad.

When Nangong Huaxue realized it, she was already pressed on the bed. The man held her shoulders and leaned on her, like an angry beast, exuding danger.

"You do all this... just for them?"

Wang Ji let out a suppressed angry sound, his black pupils staring at her closely, and he couldn't stop laughing from his throat.

I was so angry that I laughed at the sarcasm.

"For him, you can do this?!"

"Ah no, this isn't because of him--Ugh!!"

As soon as Nangong Huaxue opened his mouth to explain, his mouth was blocked.

She didn't lie. Perhaps it was because Wang Ji had never done any substantial harm to her over the years—at most he would poke her a few times when talking—that caused her to trust Wang Ji in her heart and not believe in the dangers her body sensed, so she could still approach him as usual without changing her expression.

Besides, these were nothing to Nangong Huaxue. They had slept in each other's arms countless times. It was impossible for them to become unfamiliar with each other if they moved to a new room.

But she didn't expect Wang Ji to be so excited.

The furious long tongue stirred wildly in her mouth, as if trying to take away all the air. Breathing gradually became difficult. Nangong Huaxue nervously grabbed the collar of the man's shirt, but the man regardless pulled her hands away and lifted up her nightgown.

Nangong Huaxue was of the fire element, warm in winter and hot in summer, so she didn't feel cold even in late autumn. Her nightgown was just as thin as it was in the hot summer, and when it was suddenly opened, her skin touched the cold air and she couldn't help but shiver.

"King... um..."

Nangong Huaxue wanted to explain. But Wang Ji had had enough of her irritating mouth. He inserted his tongue deep into her, hooking up her soft and tender tongue. The fire burning in his chest made his head hot, and he couldn't help but bite her tongue hard.

"Well!!"

Nangong Huaxue felt pain and retreated, trying to retract it, but her retreat was blocked. Her waist was clamped by large and powerful hands, making her unable to move.

Saliva flowed down the corners of her mouth unconsciously, and finally formed into long silver threads when they separated, sparkling in the moonlight.

Nangong Huaxue was breathing heavily, her eyes were misty, and she stared blankly at the man on her body, as if she had lost the ability to think.

"For the last time, go back now." Wang Ji panted lightly, his dark pupils narrowed slightly, trying his best to endure.

Nangong Huaxue waited until her breathing gradually stabilized, then lowered her eyes, her lips trembling slightly, but she closed her eyes and turned her head away.

What's there to explain... Let's wait until he calms down.

Wang Ji looked at her, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and after a while, he raised a sarcastic smile.

****

Everything was gentler than she had imagined. Although he had acted domineering and overbearing before, he actually paid great attention to her feelings. He could notice when she was uncomfortable and soothed her nervous nerves in a soft voice.

"Wang...Wang Ji..."

Nangong Huaxue stared upwards in a daze, murmuring as if calling the man's name.

"I'm here." Wang Ji responded to her countless times, gently holding her hand and kissing the tender fingertips.

Nangong Huaxue's fingertips trembled, curled up slightly, and loosely grasped Wang Ji's hand.

****

In a trance, tears seemed to drip on the tip of her tongue. Nangong Huaxue was slightly startled, looking at the man who was panting on her body. Wang Ji's face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression at all. He only saw sweat rolling down his neck.

Is it sweat?

Nangong Huaxue thought she was thinking too much, so she gently pulled Wang Ji's hand and asked him to lower his head.

Wang Ji paused slightly, reached out and casually lifted up the long hair that was in the way. His face slowly emerged in the moonlight, and he lowered his head as she wished.

Nangong Huaxue hooked her arms around his neck, gently stood up, and lightly touched the tip of his nose with her moist lips.

Wang Ji was stunned and even stopped moving.

In an instant, he pushed aside one side of his hair and smiled suddenly. His smile was gentler than ever before. All the hostility and coldness disappeared, and he became so gentle that he was unlike anyone else.

Nangong Huaxue was stunned, staring blankly at Wang Ji's face, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Wang Ji didn't notice her strangeness. He kissed her forehead, slowly closed his eyes, and started moving again.

Nangong Huaxue's fingertips trembled as she hugged him tightly, moaning from her mouth but her mind was in a mess.

She remembered...

Wang Ji...

She had seen it before.

Before the memory is restored...

Before she could think more, the sudden intense pleasure overwhelmed her, and her brain sent out a signal of pleasure, stopping her divergent thoughts.

"Like it?"

At the climax, the man's hoarse and sexy voice sounded in her ears, and a wet kiss fell on her neck, leaving a scarlet mark.

"like……"

Nangong Huaxue's fingertips turned white as she clasped the muscular back tightly, murmuring unconsciously.

"what do you like?"

Wang Ji lifted the messy hair off her face and put it behind her head, then asked again with a chuckle.

"like you."

My brain has turned into a mess and I am completely unable to think.

Wang Ji paused. Under Nangong Huaxue's puzzled gaze, he lifted her chin and leaned closer, his eyes dark.

"who am I?"

"...Wang Ji."

The silent deep kiss falls on the lips and teeth, the warm and suffocating long kiss is lingering and passionate, making people indulge in this warmth and unable to escape.

After the storm subsided, the two of them lay on the bed. Wang Ji held her waist from the side, and couldn't help getting close to her, sniffing her scent.

Nangong Huaxue felt a little tired, and let him lift her arm and kiss her without any response or refusal.

"What are you thinking about?" Wang Ji squinted his eyes contentedly and stroked her cheek.

Nangong Huaxue glanced at him, suddenly smiled, and kissed his lips: "Nothing."

Wang Ji's eyes became darker, and he turned over and pressed her under him.

"The moon is still bright, don't waste this good time."

Looking at the woman's confused eyes, Wang Ji smiled slightly and pinched her cheek.

Nangong Huaxue: ...

This time, Wang Ji not only satisfied himself, but also made her taste the sweetness, so she had no objection to what happened next and continued to do it reluctantly.

When I woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky, the sunlight was shining on the mattress, and everything was quiet.

Nangong Huaxue sat up from the quilt. Her body was surprisingly dry and she did not feel any discomfort. The soft quilt beside her felt cool. It was obvious that its owner had been away for a long time.

Nangong Huaxue was in a trance and thought she had returned to the palace.

I sat up and was in a daze for a long time before my thoughts gradually returned to my brain and I digested what happened last night.

"...Wow." Nangong Huaxue exclaimed.

I never thought that Wang Ji would be that kid.

Nangong Huaxue scratched his messy hair, feeling a little surprised and a little amused.

That was when she hadn't recovered her memory yet. I think she was only... five or six years old? I don't know why, but she was always unhappy. Sometimes, some children from big families would follow their parents to the palace to meet the emperor. They had nothing to do in the palace. Sometimes they would make new friends, and sometimes they would have conflicts with others.

And that's how she met Wang Ji.

I only remember that it was raining and she was hiding in a corner to avoid the rain. A boy a few years older than her found her and sat down to chat with her for a while.

She forgot what they talked about specifically, but she only remembered that she was in a low mood at the time and complained to the boy for a long time. She didn't care whether the boy liked to listen or not, and just poured out her negative emotions to him.

Unexpectedly, the boy did not feel annoyed after hearing this. Instead, his eyes lit up and he looked at her with sparkling eyes, as if he had made some promise to her.

But she had forgotten all the details. She only remembered that the rain had stopped, the sunlight seeped through the leaves, and the boy was facing the light with a bright and dazzling smile, which was so beautiful that it was indescribable.

Completely different from the current Wang Ji.

Nangong Huaxue held his head and thought numbly.

It’s not her fault that she didn’t remember it for so long. It’s mainly because Wang Ji has changed so much. Plus, there has been no news for many years. He didn’t remember anything when he was a child, so his memory naturally faded.

If his smile last night hadn't been somewhat childish, she might never have recognized him.

Nangong Huaxue covered her face and sighed. Suddenly she thought of something and quickly took out her communication ring and injected Qi into it to contact Qin Xiao.

The contact was connected.

"I contacted you three times before but you didn't respond. What happened?"

Qin Xiao's voice came from the ring. Nangong Huaxue looked away guiltily, and suddenly remembered that Qin Xiao couldn't see what was happening here, so she quickly lifted the quilt and changed her clothes.

"Sorry, sorry, I fell asleep..." Nangong Huaxue laughed dryly, "Are you free now?"

"No." Qing Yi's cold voice came from the ring, "You can go now."

"...I'm sorry." Nangong Huaxue put on her clothes and prepared to go out. "Where are you? I'll go right away."

"Don't worry, we originally agreed to meet in the afternoon." Qin Xiao said, "It's only noon now, we are going to have lunch, and then we can wait until 2pm at the teahouse where we met before."

Nangong Huaxue naturally agreed.

Before going out, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and picked up the still warm breakfast in the thermos on the desk, read the note underneath at a glance, and smiled slowly.

"It looks like you had a good time yesterday."

As soon as Nangong Huaxue took her seat, she heard the man in green opposite her say.

The room was the same one where she and Qin Xiao met. When she came in, Qing Yi was talking to Qin Xiao, and the tea stove beside the table was emitting white smoke and the lid of the teapot was making noises.

"It's...it's okay." Nangong Huaxue thought of last night, her face slightly reddened, she touched her neck uncomfortably, and as if covering up something, she picked up the tea that Qin Xiao had poured for her and took a sip.

Qin Xiao looked at her sadly as he slowly took out a bronze mirror from under the table, placed it on the table and handed it to her.

Nangong Huaxue was puzzled and looked down. The bronze mirror showed her fair neck and the deep red marks on her neck.

Nangong Huaxue: ...

Nangong Huaxue's face turned even redder. She hurriedly grabbed her collar and rubbed her neck repeatedly. The Qi in her body circulated for a moment, and the mark gradually disappeared.

“Ahem…” Nangong Huaxue pretended to be calm and looked at Qingyi, “You should know why I’m looking for you today, right?”

Qing Yi sneered, and without teasing her, he lifted the lid of the tea cup and skimmed off the tea stems floating on it: "I know."

"So...what does it mean?" Nangong Huaxue's expression became serious.

Qin Xiao sat aside, sipping his tea, picking up a small and exquisite pastry, and just listened to them talking quietly.

"It's not a big deal..." Qingyi lowered his eyes and said nonchalantly, "You said before that you took his pulse and found that his tendons and veins were weak, right?"

"That's what happened..." Nangong Huaxue frowned, "What happened?"

"Since you can see that his blood is weak, why can't you see... that he will not live long?"

Qingyi raised the teacup and took a sip of tea. The sound was very light, but it fell into her ears like a heavy hammer falling to the ground.