Qing Yu lay on the bed, curled up in a corner, her long black hair scattered on the pillow, and the cool moonlight poured in from outside.

He seemed to be very busy today. In fact, she had been waiting for him in the study for a long time, but there was no sign of him. He probably wouldn't come.

Thinking of this, she felt a little lost. It turned out that after experiencing warmth over and over again, it would become so difficult to let go.

She pulled the quilt tightly, hid in bed, and forced herself to fall asleep. Since it was not yet time, she had to endure it.

Just as she tossed and turned, her consciousness blurred but unable to fall asleep, suddenly, a pair of warm hands hugged her waist.

She quickly poked her head out from under the quilt and called his name, "Yan Qing?"

"Did you wake Yu'er?" He gently brushed away the messy hair on her cheek.

Seeing him coming back, she hugged him in surprise, "No, I'm not asleep yet."

"Why did you come back just now?" She sounded worried and a little aggrieved, but she hid it well.

"Sorry Yuer, I'm a bit busy today."

In fact, he just stood at the door for a long time, worried that she would fall asleep and wake her up, but when he heard the rustling noise in the house, he finally couldn't help but push open the door.

"What did you do this afternoon?" Now, every move of hers made him concerned.

"Practice swordplay with Wen Shu."

"anything else?"

"No more." Her light tone sounded satisfied.

He was slightly startled. "Practiced for an entire afternoon?"

She nodded obediently.

"Yu'er, don't worry, we'll take it slow." He knew that she had been working very hard on the matter of strengthening herself, but he couldn't bear to see her like this.

"It's okay Yanqing, I'm not tired."

The arms around her waist tightened subconsciously, clearly telling her to be obedient.

She didn't mind at all, and followed his wishes, raising her head and moving closer, her lips almost touching his skin.

"When are you going to let me out?"

She hadn't asked any questions recently, so naturally she promised him to stay in the mansion obediently. She also learned from Wen Shu that Jiang Mo had already gone to Huanxiang Pavilion to look for her many times, and she thought that he must have handled everything.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he asked in a voice that urged, "Where do you want to go?"

"I have to make good use of the mansion that His Majesty gave me."

He pursed his lips, suppressing the emotions churning in his heart, "If you think this room is small, there are others in the mansion. Ask the maids to clean out whichever one you like."

"But…"

Even though it was night, I could feel the coldness rising in his eyes.

"If you don't like either, you can live at my place." He interrupted her.

"Yan Qing knows that's not what I meant."

He was silent for a while before he spoke, "Is it not good here?"

"Of course."

"Or do you want to live over there instead of... here?"

Hearing this, she realized the reason why he stopped her.

"If the house is repaired, I will have a legitimate reason not to return to the Jiang Mansion, right?"

It’s not that he didn’t think about it, but after all, it was a gift from the emperor, and he was worried...she liked it there and didn’t want to come back here.

She is eloquent and good at argument, and there is no way to get her back unless I use tough measures.

"Yes, Yu'er is right." He turned his head away from her, his words filled with the gloom of the approaching rain.

What she said made sense, and he couldn't refute it, but it was like a stone he had gambled with in his heart that he couldn't move or destroy.

Until the warm breath sprayed on his lips, and the soft and tender voice called him, "Yan Qing."

Sensing his emotions, she reached out and held him until he looked back and met her gaze.

"I'm here and I want to be by your side, always." It never changes.

Just a few words, but it was like the sound of a piano that touched his heart.

"Okay, I'll remember that." His unquestionable majesty suddenly told her that he had remembered it in his heart, and if she lied, he would definitely punish her.

He cupped her delicate cheeks, their eyes met with love, and his thumb gently touched her previously injured lips.

"Are you okay now?" The mellow voice gradually turned hoarse.

"kindness."

At her response, his Adam's apple slid up and down his neck inadvertently.

Taking advantage of the dim moonlight, feel the fiery gazes intertwining and lingering in the air.

"Yuer, can I... kiss you?"

These words seemed to make her heart beat fast for a moment, she could not resist his request to be possessed by desire, nor could she resist the process of possessing him.

The little face he held gradually became hot. After thinking for a while, she nodded shyly.

It was a pity that it was dark, otherwise he would have been able to see her cheeks flushed with blush and the deep affection in her eyes.

In surprise, he slowly moved closer to her lips until their lips gently touched each other.

The warm touch is like clouds illuminated by the sun after the rain, and happiness descends upon each other.

He sucked and savored it bit by bit, delicately and tenderly, yet increasingly fiercely as their breaths intertwined, sweeping over her skin, as if he had already felt her rapidly beating heart from their close proximity.

Just like vines entangled with each other, he was extremely careful, as if he was kissing the most precious treasure in the world, afraid that the restraint he had been holding back would be released and scare her.

His airflow seemed to be taking over her body bit by bit, burning and numbing her entire nerves. She closed her eyes as she wished, wanting it to continue indefinitely.

The hands around her waist tightened their arms, and countless voices in his heart were shouting at him.

Don't let her go! Don't let her go! She's yours! She's yours only when she's with you!

But he knew, no! He couldn't do this!

Suddenly, he hugged her and turned her over, holding her under him.

He reluctantly released the close distance between them and told her word by word, "Yu'er... I will select the guards for Yu'er."

His voice sounded a little hesitant, as if he had made a great determination and was forcing himself to do something.

She blinked, and while she was thinking, his kiss fell on her cheek and eye corner again.

"Yan Qing wants to monitor me?"

"Yes." He admitted.

"Haha." She laughed softly. She didn't feel angry at all. She even liked his frankness and possessiveness.

The pair of extremely bewitching eyes and the smile that seemed to be drowned by the alcohol slowly uttered the last words, "Okay, Yan Qing is welcome to come anytime."

"Yu'er is such a cunning little cat."

Before she could react, a violent kiss came again, preventing her from objecting.

Kitten? Say she's a sly kitten?

……

The next day, Qing Yu was finally allowed to come to the house, and of course, he also made three rules according to his requirements.

The maids and guards were at his disposal and were not allowed to stay alone in the mansion for more than three nights. They had to discuss everything with him before doing anything.

She agreed obediently, but she knew that if the necessary moment came, she would not be able to do it.

Hua Niang has found many craftsmen for her who can improve the house exactly according to her wishes.

Although the mansion is not as big as Prince Xiao's Palace, it is very spacious compared to an ordinary house. It has a dark red gate and walls inlaid with stone pillars, and it is still majestic and solemn.

On the inside, through the garden, is the central hall. Going around the winding corridor is the bedroom. Next to the bedroom is a small pond and the back garden.

The back garden was very spacious, perfect for practicing martial arts. After her observation, she found that there was a small path behind the city wall. It would be much more convenient to reach Prince Xiao's Mansion from the path.

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