Intimate Affection

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Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing with a mix of amusement and frustration. After playing the "Ten-Fold Ambush" all night long, he had come to her room to sleep instead. He seemed to have been there for quite some time. She wanted to reach out and wake him up, but when she saw his slightly dark complexion and faint circles under his eyes, she hesitated. Sighing softly, she slowly sat down beside the bed.

The room was quiet, with incense smoke mingling with a light scent of snow lotus flowers, creating an atmosphere that seemed like a soft net.

Looking at Rong Jing's sleeping face, Yun Qianyue felt all her frustrations and helplessness instantly vanish. Recalling the melody he played yesterday, "Long-Lasting Affection," she felt as if her heart was being washed by warm water.

Rong Jing was a person who could dissolve any situation or mood just by his presence.

Yun Qianyue sat quietly for a moment and suddenly remembered something. She reached out to lift the covers and tried to pull his hand. Just as her fingers touched his sleeve, Rong Jing's hand curled inward, avoiding hers. Yun Qianyue was startled and looked at him; he still had his eyes closed, but she noticed that his breathing seemed a little lighter. She asked softly, "You're awake, right"

Rong Jing didn't respond; his shallow breath continued.

"Let me see your hand!" Yun Qianyue tried to pull his sleeve again.

Rong Jing's hand curled inward once more, avoiding her.

Yun Qianyue frowned and raised her voice, "Rong Jing, I know you're awake. Let me see your hand!"

Rong Jing remained silent, his eyes still closed.

Seeing this, Yun Qianyue suddenly became angry. She stood up abruptly and said irritably, "Don't you want to know who he is in my heart I'll tell you: He's..."

Rong Jing turned over and covered her mouth with his hand.

Yun Qianyue stopped mid-sentence as she saw Rong Jing open his eyes; dark gaze locking onto hers. After a moment, he shook his head, voice slightly hoarse, "No more talk. I don't want to know!"

The tension in Yun Qianyue's heart suddenly dropped and hung there, neither rising nor falling.

Rong Jing let go of her hand and sat up, laying his palm open before her, saying gently, "Since you want to see it, here."

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing's palm; both hands appeared unharmed. She relaxed and said, "You're not stupid! You know how to protect your hands!"

"I know even if I'm injured, no one will care." Rong Jing looked at her with a sigh.

Yun Qianyue turned away; what nonsense! She cared about him enough that she needed to see his hand He knew this and still refused to show it. At least he had learned his lesson this time, not self-torturing anymore.

"Night Tianyi is not worth me harming myself!" Rong Jing mocked with a smile as he looked at Yun Qianyue's turned face. After the laugh, he stared into her eyes and said softly, "Yun Qianyue, when will your heart be settled"

Yun Qianyue’s heart tightened again; she turned to look at Rong Jing. Their gazes met, his deep black gaze so intense that it pained her heart. She closed her eyes briefly and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him, then lowered her head to press her lips against his.

Rong Jing's body trembled slightly; his long lashes fluttered.

Yun Qianyue’s lips pressed against his thin ones at first gently, then more deeply. After the kiss, she rested her forehead against his and asked softly, "Is this what makes your heart settle"

Rong Jing blinked but remained silent.

"Rong Jing, if you feel unsettled about me, know I'm just as unsettled about you." Yun Qianyue sighed suddenly.

Rong Jing suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled; she was dragged onto the bed. Without any visible movement from him, he lay on top of her, looking deeply into her eyes before pressing his lips to hers in a kiss.

This kiss differed from Yun Qianyue's previous ones; it wasn't filled with anger, passion, or tenderness but rather was infused with an indescribable clinging sweetness.

Different from the past where her mind went blank, she felt clearly the essence Rong Jing communicated. She suddenly recalled a poem: "Heaven forbid! I wish to be united with you forever without fading away. When mountains flatten and rivers dry up; when spring thunder roars in winter and snow falls in summer; when heaven and earth merge together—then only would I part from you!"

"What are you thinking about" Rong Jing suddenly let go of Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue panted and smiled at him, her voice extremely soft as she said: "I am thinking of a poem!"

Rong Jing raised an eyebrow, "What poem"

"Oh my dearest love! I yearn to be with you until death do us part. Mountains crumble and rivers dry up; thunder rumbles in winter, snow falls in summer, the heavens and earth unite – only then will I cease to be with you." Yun Qianyue recited the poem word by word, her eyes fixed on Rong Jing's.

Rong Jing’s dark pupils had already faded as Yun Qianyue chanted half of the poem. The color in his eyes was clear like spring rain and fresh water. After she finished chanting, he slowly raised his eyebrows, "Is this really what you are thinking"

“Yes!” Yun Qianyue nodded.

"Heavens unite, only then will I cease to be with you." Rong Jing softly recited the last two lines of the poem, staring into Yun Qianyue’s eyes, "Do you truly think this way"

Yun Qianyue turned her head away from him. The light gauze curtains that had fallen were gently blown by the breeze through the open window, brushing against her face and then slipping away again. After a few times of being brushed and then slipping away, she softly said: "Rong Jing, there was once someone who cared for me more than you ever did!"

Rong Jing’s body suddenly stiffened.

"But I sent him to his death with my own hands!" Yun Qianyue's eyes were slightly wet.

Rong Jing looked at her, but didn't move an inch.

"Do you really want to compare yourselves If I must make a comparison in my heart, all I can tell you is that I could watch him die without flinching, yet I couldn’t bear to see you hurt in the slightest." Yun Qianyue suddenly pulled the blanket over her face and said softly: "I am no longer the person who would give everything up for a belief."

Rong Jing’s stiff body suddenly softened. He looked at Yun Qianyue; the thin blanket covered half of her face, so he couldn’t see her expression but could sense the sorrow in her heart. Slowly, he reached out and pulled the blanket off her face to straighten it. Though there were no tears on her cheeks, every part of her seemed to be weeping. In this moment, as if a layer had been peeled away from his heart, he saw everything inside her; somewhere deep in her heart was just like his former cold poison and stubborn illness, barren wilderness with desolation everywhere. An outer shell cast an extremely thick, hard icy wall over that place, sealing it off tightly. No one could touch it, not even herself. His heart instantly ached sharply, then he slowly lowered his head to press his lips against hers.

Yun Qianyue didn't move and looked at Rong Jing.

Rong Jing gently kissed her lips, her eyebrows, the tip of her ear, and finally her collarbone. After a moment, he looked at her and said softly: "Qianyue, I am not good to you, I like tormenting you. As long as I can torment you, I will be happy. Do you love such a me"

“Love!” Yun Qianyue nodded, except for the ice-bound corner of her heart, she couldn’t resist Rong Jing.

"As long as you love me," Rong Jing suddenly rolled over from atop Yun Qianyue and lay beside her. Looking at the ceiling, he said softly: "I waited ten years to be acknowledged by you. Whether there's anyone else in your heart who matters more than I do, I can endure."

Yun Qianyue turned her head to look at him.

Rong Jing’s pale face was calm as he continued: "In life, one always has no choice but to make certain decisions. Maybe sending him to his death was a decision you had no choice but to make. Yun Qianyue, I don’t want to know about your past or future now; all I hope is that I will never be the person who forces you into an impossible situation."

Yun Qianyue’s heart trembled involuntarily and her hand curled up.

"That day in Yonghuan Palace, when you hadn’t recovered your memory yet, you asked me what if I fell for you I told you that as long as you loved me, you should love me wholeheartedly. Let the Purple Bamboo Grove reside forever in your heart; whether it’s peach blossoms or apricot flowers, crabapple flowers or plum blossoms, orchids, chrysanthemums, osmanthus… all these flowers will never match up to the Purple Bamboo Grove! This sentence is always true." Rong Jing continued.

Yun Qianyue suddenly closed her eyes and thought of the picture of the purple bamboo grove in her sleeves.

"I want some ice cream!" Rong Jing said suddenly.

Yun Qianyue opened her eyes, looking at Rong Jing.

Rong Jing didn't look at her and looked up to the ceiling, "I just said I want some ice cream."

Yun Qianyue was a bit跟不上思路，眨了眨眼，揚眉，“你要吃冰激淩？”

"Yes!" Rong Jing nodded.

Yun Qianyue glanced at the sky outside. It was still early and it wasn't impossible to make ice cream, but how could he not have forgotten after so many days Before she could speak, Ling Lian’s voice came from the door, "Miss, Qing Shang from Prince Rong's Manor has arrived, saying she is delivering medicine for Young Lord Jing."

Cloud Qianyue sat up from her lying position, tidied her messy hair, glanced at Rong Jing, and saw that he still wasn't looking at her but staring at the ceiling. She got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened it. There, Qing Shang was standing by the doorway with a basket over her shoulder; she looked inside the basket and waved at Cloud Qianyue, saying, "Bring it here!"

Qing Shang's worried expression had long since disappeared, walking happily over to hand the basket to Cloud Qianyue. She whispered to her, "Miss Qianyue, Young Master hasn't eaten anything since he returned home yesterday, so you must make him eat more. This herbal decoction was just boiled, and it needs to be taken while hot; once it cools down, it won’t have any medicinal effects!"

"Okay," Cloud Qianyue nodded.

"Then I’ll return to the estate first!" Qing Shang bowed to Cloud Qianyue. Seeing her nod, she turned and left Qianyue Hall.

Cloud Qianyue pulled back the cloth covering the basket, revealing two bowls inside with herbal medicine in them. It was rare that Qing Shang’s skills were so good; from the Glory王府 to the Cloud王府, not a drop of liquid had spilled, and it was still warm. She picked up the basket and returned to her room, closing the door behind her before placing the two bowls on the table for Rong Jing who was still lying in bed, telling him, "Get up and take your medicine!"

"I won’t," replied Rong Jing’s sulky voice.

"If you take your medicine, I’ll make ice cream for you!" Cloud Qianyue found it somewhat amusing to see the man lying in bed unwilling to get up. If she could remove that part of her memory which no longer pertained to herself and was buried deeply within, she would do anything to achieve it. Sometimes, memories buried too long ceased being hers and became a heavy burden.

"Okay," Rong Jing sat up and told Cloud Qianyue, "bring the medicine here!"

Cloud Qianyue brought the bowl of medicine to his bedside and handed it over. Seeing that he wasn’t reaching out for it, she lifted the bowl higher and placed it at his lips. He opened his mouth, finishing a whole bowl of medicine in one go; then she raised her hand gently to place the empty bowl on the table and reached for another full bowl, placing it before Rong Jing again.

Rong Jing glanced at her, obediently continuing to take his medicine.

Another bowl finished, Cloud Qianyue noticed that he hadn’t frowned or complained about its bitterness today. Thinking he was doing well, she turned around, but Rong Jing caught hold of her wrist. She arched an eyebrow and looked at him; Rong Jing tugged gently, pulling her into his embrace and pressing his lips onto hers.

The bitterness filled their mouths instantly; as Cloud Qianyue had expected!

Only when she was no longer tasting the bitter medicine did Rong Jing let go of her. His mouth curved slightly in a smile, saying, "I want to eat ice cream!"

Cloud Qianyue rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Don’t you release me, then how could the ice cream fly into your mouth"

Rong Jing chuckled softly upon hearing this and released her.

Cloud Qianyue turned around and walked to the table where she spread out a proclamation paper and wrote on it with a brush. Soon after, she looked back at Rong Jing and asked, "Strawberry or grape Which one would you like"

"Both," replied Rong Jing as he came over to her side and bent down to look at what she was writing; his voice was warm.

Cloud Qianyue finished writing, then blew lightly on the ink marks before calling out, "Linglian, come in!"

Linglian gently opened the door and entered.

Cloud Qianyue handed her the proclamation paper, saying, "Prepare all my things according to what is written here and put them in the little kitchen. Let me know when you’re done."

"Yes!" Linglian took it with both hands without looking at its contents and respectfully left.

After closing the door, Rong Jing smiled faintly, "From yesterday to today, only a night has passed, yet you already have two assistants by your side. If I hadn’t come, would there be no room for me tomorrow"

Cloud Qianyue looked at him and suddenly took his hand, placing it over her heart while stretching out the words, "Mr Rong, you are here. Don’t underestimate your position; could anyone else squeeze you out If they do, I won’t even know who I am anymore!"

Rong Jing chuckled lightly as he wrapped Cloud Qianyue’s slender body in his arms and rested his head on her shoulder, sighing softly, "After returning home yesterday, I thought about it all night. These years, I couldn’t understand why you were so good to Night Tianyi, but after hearing what you told Night Qingran, everything became clear to me. In the past, I always felt that there was someone occupying a very important position in your heart, and I believed it had been him; hence, I was anxious before he returned. When Tianyi returned, however, I feared you might regain your memories but also hoped that if you did, you would remember me too. After regaining them, the way you treated Night Tianyi remained unchanged, making me realize that he wasn’t the person in your heart."

Cloud Qianyue listened quietly as she leaned against Rong Jing.

"I thought it was Feng Jin, but even after his departure, there is still someone else." When Rong Jing said this, his voice suddenly became very soft, "You told me about your past lives; although I don’t know if such things exist in the world, I genuinely believe and feel them. Because I’ve been experiencing these years with you. I’m not angry but afraid."

Cloud Qianyue pressed her lips together.

"If there’s a feeling that even you don’t want to touch, how can I erase it from your heart Can the living compete with the dead" Rong Jing’s voice suddenly turned mournful. "Qianyue, my heart is full of you; therefore, I cannot stop being envious or afraid. Could you give me some confidence so that I feel he is insignificant"

Yun Qianyue suddenly smiled and pushed Rong Jing away, looking at him with a deep gaze: "It's said that who is with whom depends on fate. Five hundred glances in the previous life can only earn you a passing glance in this one. Think about it, how many times have we glanced at each other to be so close now More than just countless times, right Although I don't believe in Buddhism or destiny, I do believe in fate. Since the day the Phoenix Tribulation began, I've believed that if heaven brought me here for someone, that person must be you."

"Is it like this Why isn't it Ye Tianyi" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows.

"Do you hope that I'm here for him" Yun Qianyue smiled at Rong Jing.

Rong Jing remained silent.

"Ye Tianyi would be who he is whether or not there's me. He would still be the seventh prince of the Heavenly Saint Empire, chosen by the old emperor as his successor, and destined to become the next ruler of the Heavenly Saint江山. I'm merely a點綴 in his life." Yun Qianyue looked out of the window; the curtains fluttered gently. Her eyes were clear, her voice distinct, "But you are different. You're the one whose life I saved personally from the gates of death ten years ago. From that rescue to curing your chronic cold disease and reviving your life in the underground temple even when you had lost your memory, my fate is intertwined with yours. Perhaps it will always be so. Can I not be here for you"

Rong Jing suddenly smiled; his laughter was as delicate as a blooming snow lotus, soft and graceful, "You're right, you came here because of me. Therefore, Yun Qianyue, you must remember at all times: don't lose sight of your original intention and let me become your second regret."

"It won't happen!" Yun Qianyue shook her head. A single forced decision is enough! Rong Jing isn't Little Seven; she wouldn't let him be the person she must reluctantly hand over to certain death.

Rong Jing lowered his head, gazing at Yun Qianyue with a tender expression like flowing water. After a moment, he kissed her again gently and softly murmured: "Why does time seem so slow"

Yun Qianyue turned her head to avoid him; her voice involuntarily lowered along with his, "Why say that"

"It's not yet dark!" Rong Jing said four words.

Yun Qianyue blushed and pushed him away. Her face flushed as she stepped out of the room; Rong Jing reached out to grab her arm, and she gave him a reproachful look: "Didn't you want some ice cream Ling Lian was carrying something to the small kitchen."

"Alright then, let's go take a look!" Rong Jing smiled and followed Yun Qianyue as they stepped out.

The two of them left their room; Ling Lian was just coming out from the small kitchen. She said to Yun Qianyue: "Miss, do you want me to put your things in the small kitchen Aunt Zhao is getting ready for lunch inside! She's too busy on her own, and Xingshu and Xingyu are helping her. Do you need my help or Yixue’s"

"No need! He'll help!" Yun Qianyue pointed at Rong Jing.

Ling Lian nodded; Rong Jing smiled as he shook his head, the dark hue on his jade-like complexion fading away. A gentle breeze brushed past his face, making it look even more fair and delicate.

The two of them entered the small kitchen; Aunt Zhao and Xingshu, Xingyu all stopped to greet Yun Qianyue and Rong Jing. Yun Qianyue waved her hand at the three of them: "Continue with your work, don't bother about us." Finished speaking, she called out to Rong Jing, "Come wash your hands!"

"Last time when you cooked steak for Feng Jin, you didn't need his help!" Rong Jing stood still, reminding Yun Qianyue.

"Feng Jin is Feng Jin; can you be like him" Yun Qianyue raised an eyebrow.

Rong Jing smiled and walked over. The two of them squeezed their four hands into a basin of clean water. Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing, who also looked back at her. Yun Qianyue smiled slightly and pulled out a handkerchief to first wipe his hands then hers. After washing both their hands, Yun Qianyue assigned him tasks: "Wash the strawberries and grapes."

"Okay!" Rong Jing nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and started following her instructions.

Yun Qianyue went to the stove and picked up a medium-sized pot, heating milk in it. She then mashed the washed strawberries and grapes into strawberry paste and grape paste respectively. After dividing the cooked milk into two parts, she added the strawberry paste and grape paste to them separately. Then, she followed her memory of making ice cream step by step.

In the small kitchen, there was silence as no one spoke; Aunt Zhao and Xingshu, Xingyu were busy working but occasionally looked curiously at Yun Qianyue, thinking that their miss knew so many things.

After Rong Jing finished what Yun Qianyue assigned him to do, he stood behind her watching. His eyes were like clear springs, reflecting a subtle emotion. After a moment, he murmured softly: "How did you learn this"

Yun Qianyue paused for a moment and said with pursed lips, "I once had a mission in an ice cream shop where I learned it! But here we have nothing to help us; the taste might not be as good as expected."

"Did you learn how to make steak that way too" Rong Jing asked.

"Yes!" Yun Qianyue nodded.

Rong Jing remained silent thereafter.

When Yun Qianyue was done with everything, she inquired Aunt Zhao: "How many people are there in our courtyard

"Miss Hui, including the Prince Shi Jing and the two servant boys at the door, there are twelve people in total!" Zhao Mama immediately replied.

"Alright, one portion for each person!" Yun Qianyue nodded and turned to Rong Jing, saying, "Go get some plates."

Rong Jing stood still, reminding Yun Qianyue, "You made this for me! Not one portion for each."

"This kind of thing is cold; your constitution tends towards the cold and you shouldn’t eat too much," Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing with amusement as she nudged him. "Quickly go get them, we have to treat everyone equally!"

Rong Jing turned around and walked back, taking out twelve small plates and setting them in a row.

Yun Qianyue filled each plate with an even portion. Then, under the curious gazes of several people, she activated her true qi, causing cold vapor to spread from her palm. In no time, the contents on all twelve plates solidified. She let go of her hand and met Zhao Mama’s widened eyes and Rong Jing's raised eyebrow. Patting her hands together, she said, "It’s ready to eat now!"

Seeing what was inside the dozen dishes, Zhao Mama and others thought them very pretty but didn’t move forward. Instead they looked at Rong Jing.

Rong Jing smiled and turned around to leave the small kitchen. Yun Qianyue was surprised and said, "You don't like it Are you leaving without eating"

"Are you telling me to eat here Take them back to our room!" Rong Jing didn’t turn his head but replied to Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue smiled and picked up two forks, along with a plate of strawberries and grapes. She instructed Zhao Mama, "Divide these among everyone."

"Miss is so kind!" Zhao Mama happily responded.

As Yun Qianyue walked out of the small kitchen, she heard from inside the excited cheering of Tingshuai and Tingyu. Shaking her head with a smile, she carried the dishes back to their room where Rong Jing was already seated at the table. She placed both servings in front of him before sitting down next to him and looking at him with a grin.

"It looks good!" Rong Jing picked up his fork and tasted it by putting a piece into his mouth.

Yun Qianyue watched as he delicately savored the taste, then handed her another bite using the same fork. She took the bite with a blush on her face; the flavor was cool and refreshing, even better than what she had imagined. Just as she prepared to speak, Rong Jing laughed, saying, "I didn’t know you had the potential of being such an excellent wife."

Yun Qianyue paused for a moment on hearing this before looking at his smiling face and couldn’t help reminding him, "All I can make are random dishes. I don’t cook meals or prepare side dishes; how do I have the potential to be an excellent wife"

"You would if you learned," Rong Jing added another bite for himself before scooping a piece for Yun Qianyue and watching her swallow it with a smile.

“I don’t want to learn,” Yun Qianyue shook her head. She definitely didn't want to spend all day in the kitchen cooking.

"Do you know where a woman is most beautiful" Rong Jing turned his head and asked with a smile.

“Don’t tell me it’s in the kitchen!” Yun Qianyue shot him a sideways glance before asking, “Did you think Zhao Mama was beautiful”

This time it was Rong Jing who paused as he shook his head strangely and his fork trembled slightly.

“A woman is like a flower; she needs to be at the top of a branch to bloom brightly,” Yun Qianyue felt that it was necessary to brainwash Rong Jing so he wouldn’t think about dragging her into the kitchen every day.

"Empress Dowager now resides at the top," Rong Jing reminded Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue fell silent again. After a moment, she said, "Well then, women who spend their days in the kitchen won't be beautiful!"

Rong Jing suddenly chuckled lightly and said, “Miss Yun, do you think our household is short on cooks It’s not as though I need you to cook."

“That's good!” Yun Qianyue was relieved. Looking at Rong Jing she asked, "What exactly are your intentions"

Rong Jing scooped another bite of ice cream and put it in Yun Qianyue’s mouth before looking into her eyes and saying softly, “I mean, I want to have our wedding night."

Yun Qianyue accidentally swallowed a big spoonful of ice cream upon hearing this. Instantly she felt both cool and warm at the same time, cool inside her heart as well as hot inside her heart; it was sour yet sweet. She turned her head away with a red face and scolded him, "Your mouth just won’t be quiet even when you’re eating!"

Rong Jing smiled but said nothing. He ate the ice cream calmly like an innocent person, remembering to feed Yun Qianyue while he ate himself. In places where she couldn't see, a slight smile curved his lips.

The room was quiet, and the two of them stopped talking. The air filled with a warm atmosphere.

A short while later, Ling Lian and Yi Xue entered the room carrying lunch, quietly placing it down before leaving. Yun Qianyue handed chopsticks to Rong Jing, but he didn't reach out to take them; instead, he said, "Feed me!"

Yun Qianyue rolled her eyes and asked, "Mr. Rong, are you a child"

"I've been feeding you for half the day now!" Rong Jing moved the fork in his hand.

Yun Qianyue was speechless and could only pick up some food to feed him; Rong Jing opened his mouth to swallow it. The room fell silent once again.

Aftr lunch, Yun Qianyue lazily leaned against the chair, thinking of Yun Muhuan and asked Rong Jing, "Has Ye Qian found you"

"No!" Rong Jing shook his head.

"Did she take Yun Muhuan out of the capital city" Yun Qianyue asked again. She hadn't sent people to look for Yun Muhuan's whereabouts extensively. After Lin'er said that Ye Qian’s mother and Southern Liang's empress were twin sisters, she felt that Ye Qian wouldn’t harm Yun Muhuan. She frowned and said, "The King of Southern Yi is seriously ill; could Ye Qian be taking this opportunity to return to Southern Yi"

"No!" Rong Jing shook his head again. "If Southern Yi doesn't have the Master of Ten Thousand Curses, it's like a tree without roots."

Yun Qianyue squinted her eyes and said, "So Ye Qian is definitely going to find us"

"Yes!" Rong Jing nodded.

"Apart from the Master of Ten Thousand Curses, what else does Ye Qian want" Yun Qianyue was confused about what Ye Qian was planning. She felt that besides the Master of Ten Thousand Curses, Ye Qian must be plotting for something else. This was a woman's intuition.

"Regardless of what it is, there will be results on the day of the emperor’s birthday because the King of Southern Yi can’t wait any longer, and Ye Qian has to return to Southern Yi as soon as possible," Rong Jing placed his hand on Yun Qianyue's head and gently covered her. "In this world, everything doesn't follow a set rule; no one must do things in a certain way. Whether it’s Ye Qian, Night Tianyi, Night Qingran, Night Tianyu, Night Tianqin, the emperor, Southern Lingrui, or even you and me, every action we take is guided by an invisible thread in our hearts. As long as we follow this thread to investigate, everything will become clear."

Yun Qianyue nodded.

"Therefore, no matter what Ye Qian or anyone else wants, we don’t need to worry about it. Others may be confused on the surface, but as long as we remain true to ourselves, we will eventually see through everything," Rong Jing gently picked up a strand of Yun Qianyue’s hair and spoke softly, "For instance, remember that our goal is for you to marry me and for me to marry you. That's all."

Yun Qianyue smiled and nodded; suddenly she felt like the child who needed Rong Jing to guide her.

"Be good!" Rong Jing put down his hand, stood up, and walked towards the bed with her hand in his. He shook his head, looking somewhat tiredly, and said, "No, let’s sleep."

Yun Qianyue looked out of the window and saw that it was noon; it didn’t seem right for them to be lying on the bed during daylight hours. She shook her head and replied, “I’m not sleepy, you can sleep alone.”

"Since you moved back to my residence after we got married, I’ve been unable to sleep well these days. Last night I didn’t sleep at all; you have to accompany me," Rong Jing said while walking towards the bed and climbed onto it himself. He gently tugged Yun Qianyue up on the bed with his arm around her waist and pulled the quilt over both of them in one smooth motion. Closing his eyes, he said tiredly, "Go to sleep now! We still have to play 'Ten-Faced Ambush' tonight; you won’t be able to get enough rest otherwise."

"Play again" Yun Qianyue frowned at him.

Rong Jing opened his eyes and glanced at her, seeing her cover her forehead as if she had a headache. He suddenly smiled and whispered in her ear, "We don’t have to play; we can let him accompany us tonight and then hold our wedding."

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Rong Jing is only thinking about their wedding night… O（∩_∩）O~

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