Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Spring in the Palace

Jinzhong carefully spread the paper on the table, afraid that it would accidentally knock over the wine and spill it. He placed the word "囍" next to the two wine cups to add a bit of festivity.

This was the best-looking one among the twelve cuts he made. Although Jin Zhongshi had no talent in this area, he did not want to fool Yan Wan by putting an ugly "囍" character here.

Since he suddenly had the urge to drink, he hurriedly found red paper and scissors and practiced the character "囍". After more than half a day, he had many other things to do, so he only practiced it a dozen times.

Jinzhong blamed himself in his heart. If he had thought of this earlier, he could have given Yanwan a better paper-cut. Otherwise, such a clumsy one would not be worthy of Yanwan's eyes.

However, it was already night time and he had no time to hesitate or try again. He took this out nervously, just waiting for Yan Wan's reaction.

Yanwan reached out and carefully touched the small and delicate word, revealing such an intoxicating and beautiful smile that dispelled Jinzhong's uneasiness.

Yan Wan didn't ask any more questions. She knew at a glance that this was not done by a special person. It must have been done by Jinzhong himself. He was so nervous that he didn't even blink, and he pretended to be calm as if nothing had happened.

Yanwan just said, "Jinzhong, you are thoughtful." Jinzhong's expression immediately relaxed and he was no longer nervous.

Yan Wan reached out to hold Jin Zhong's hand. His palms were sweaty, hot and damp. Yan Wan's fragrant and soft fingers squeezed into the gap between Jin Zhong's fingers, holding him tightly.

Jinzhong used to be very clingy, wanting to stick to Yanwan and not leave her side for even a moment, but today he was as stiff as a stone. With one hand being held, he didn't feel comfortable putting the other hand anywhere.

"Why are you daydreaming?" Yan Wan found his reserved look funny and nudged him lightly with her shoulder.

This collision called back Jinzhong's spirit.

Jinzhong, how can you let such a good time go to waste? Jinzhong blamed himself for not understanding romance. Yanwan had ignited the spring light like this, so he should also express his inner passion.

Jinzhong stroked Yanwan's palm and picked up two wine cups. One cup was taken by Yanwan's tender white fingers, still slightly wet from his hand.

The backs of the two people's index fingers were pressed tightly together, and the wine cups touched each other. The wine in the two cups splashed slightly, then calmed down, blending with each other, merging into one, and becoming one.

"I hope we can share the hardships from now on; I hope you will never have any worries." Jinzhong looked at Yanwan, his full lips were red and his eyes were deep and affectionate. No matter when or what happened, the only person he looked at deeply and earnestly was Yanwan.

Even if she had used him in the past and had a plan of revenge in her mind today, Jinzhong only wanted a tiny bit of position, as long as Master Ling was willing to look at him, to stare at him.

Even if he reaches his destined ending, he wants to be a stepping stone for Yan Wan, just to help her take one step further and become Imperial Noble Consort Ling, and Jin Zhong will be happy to do it.

Jinzhong's pursuit had long gone beyond wealth and glory from the beginning. He had thrown all the things about being a palace eunuch behind his mind. He lived and struggled, and he did whatever it took just to make Yanwan stand better in the sun.

With this moment, even if he goes to hell and is punished, Jinzhong will take this memory with him. Just Yanwan's smile at this moment forever is enough for him.

he loves her.

The two men held each other's elbows and drank the wine in their glasses. After Jinzhong drank the wine, two red clouds immediately appeared on his face. He immediately felt dizzy and his thinking slowed down a lot.

Yanwan's cheeks were flushed, she bit her lips, revealing two pearl-like teeth, and the uncontrollable joy in her heart flew into her mind.

"Eat from the same pot and drink from the same cup." Yan Wan recited this sentence slowly. She didn't say the deep meaning of the second half of the sentence, which is, so we should treat people of different ranks equally and be close to each other according to etiquette.

She understood Jinzhong's meaning. He was willing to share the suffering, but also wanted her to be free from it.

And what Yanwan meant was that they should share the joys and sorrows, and go through the ups and downs together, and the two should become one and never be separated.

After she finished speaking, Jinzhong smiled stupidly, raised the jug and drank the wine in it. Only then did he feel a little courage in his mind, urging him to speak his mind.

He held her hand and muttered, "Master Ling, I really feel like I'm still in a dream."

"How come I died one day and became a spirit, and how come I suddenly returned to the past, and somehow, I won your favor." Jinzhong's eyes flickered, looking at Yanwan's red cheeks, "As a servant, I am happy even if I can only be one of your shoes."

He took Yan Wan's hand and pressed it tightly against his chest, "Master, listen to my heartbeat."

Yanwan's hands pressed tightly against it, leaving no gaps, and she could feel Jinzhong's body temperature through his clothes. Is summer coming soon? It seemed as if there was a furnace burning in the air, roasting people and making them hot.

Jinzhong's heartbeat was very fast, thumping violently, hitting Yanwan's palm again and again. "My dear, look, this heart is beating for you."

If it weren't for Yan Wan, he wouldn't have had the chance to be a spirit accompanying her every day. I think time went back because Yan Wan's blessing enveloped him. As the person who was most deeply tied to Yan Wan, he was also swept away by her reverse flow of time and went back to the past together.

In this life, Jinzhong's heart came alive because of her, his heart beat because of Yanwan's gaze, and it was because she gave him the opportunity that Jinzhong could sit here and say so much.

Jinzhong took Yanwan's hand again and held it against his face. However, his brain was dizzy due to the alcohol. He completely forgot what he had prepared in his mind and looked at Yanwan with sparkling eyes. "Yanwan, you are so beautiful."

Then suddenly tears welled up in her eyes, and before Yan Wan could react, they fell into her palm.

With two lines of tears on his face, Jinzhong frowned slightly, his eyes full of pleading. He reached out and gently pulled the corner of Yanwan's clothes, shook it, and pleaded in a low voice, "Master Ling, please don't abandon your servant."

Yan Wan's heart was as soft as cotton. She hugged Jin Zhong in her arms. Jin Zhong wiped his tears on her chest and hugged her tightly, saying coquettishly, "You are the only one I have."

Yan Wan stroked Jinzhong's head with one hand and stroked his back with the other, coaxing him softly, "Jinzhong, be good, Jinzhong, be good, I want you."

She said, "How could you not want Jinzhong, right?" Yanwan put her chin on Jinzhong's forehead again and felt the heat on his face. She was afraid that he was drunk.

Jinzhong chuckled twice, gently moved Yanwan's hand away, stood up suddenly, and muttered, "Master, I got what I wanted today!" Then he fell on Yanwan's shoulder, sniffed her, chuckled twice more, and fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, Jinzhong was so drunk that Yanwan and Wang Chan moved Jinzhong to the bed and made this drunk man into a warm stove in spring.