"This is … the best room in King Qin's Mansion?" Ye Zhen stared at the house in front of her, dumbfounded. Was this the best room he had personally drawn and built? It was so similar to the boudoir of the Ye family!
Mo Rongzhan held her hand and walked into the inner room. "You said that you liked the small hall outside, so I partitioned it here. There's also the washroom. There's a small pool just like you said, and water can be drawn in directly from the outside. These are all built according to what you said."
"The courtyard my father built for me was also like this." Ye Zhen's eyes were a little red. She looked back at Mo Rongzhan. "Do you remember all the words I said in the dry well?"
"How could I forget?" Mo Rongzhan said with a smile. Before he met her, all he thought about was the little girl from back then. There were many things that he slowly remembered later. Because of the poisoning, he lost a lot of memories with her, so he especially cherished everything that he could still remember.
Ye Zhen's heart seemed to flow with a warm current, making her eyes a little hot. She looked up at him. His handsome face was covered with a layer of golden light. His deep dark eyes were burning with single-mindedness, affection, and guilt and uneasiness towards her. Ye Zhen's eyes became more and more sour. She gently buried her face in his arms.
She and he were not destined to be together. Everything turned out to be because of a misunderstanding.
Mo Rongzhan's heart trembled. He was afraid and uneasy, thinking that she would never love him again. He brought her here today, not to ask for her forgiveness, but to tell her that in the past she did not know, he once missed her so much.
He slowly hugged her, but did not dare to ask her not to leave him in the future. What qualifications did he have to ask her to stay with him?
"Yao Yao." Mo Rongzhan whispered her name and bowed his head to kiss her pink lips.
"Awooo …" Suddenly, a wolf howl came from outside. Mo Rongzhan's movements froze.
Mo Rongzhan's voice was cold. "How can there be wolves in King Qin's Mansion?"
Wolf? Ye Zhen's eyes lit up. "Outside? Go out and have a look. "
Before he could stop her, he saw the little girl had run out quickly. Mo Rongzhan shook his head and sighed helplessly. Fortunately, there were dark guards outside. Otherwise, what if she ran out and met a wolf?
However, why would there be wolves in King Qin's Mansion? Mo Rongzhan followed him with a cold gaze.
Outside the door, a white wolf that was half the height of a person hissed at the two secret guards. It let out a low howl, and its sharp wolf eyes sent chills down the spines of the people around it.
Xue Lin held a longsword in his hand and was about to stab forward.
"Stop!" Ye Zhen shouted, looking at the white wolf with bright eyes.
The white wolf howled and leaped up, briskly passing the two dark guards and rushing towards Ye Zhen.
When Mo Rongzhan came out, he saw the white wolf pouncing on Ye Zhen. His heart stopped beating, and his face turned white with fear. "Yao Yao!"
"Little Seven!" Ye Zhen hugged the white wolf, her eyes rolling with tears. "Little Seven, why are you here?"
The white wolf, Little Seven, sniffed Ye Zhen's body, rubbed his head a few times in her arms, and whined in a low voice.
This was the wolf cub that Ye Zhen had raised before. She hadn't seen it for a long time. She didn't expect it to grow so big. Hong Ling was rescued by Little Seven. However, she was afraid that people in the capital would recognize Little Seven as the little white wolf raised by Princess Qin, so she sent it to the deep mountains. She didn't expect to see it here.
Ye Zhen hugged Little Seven and kissed him a few times. Seeing the scars on his body, she was distressed. "Why did you come here? Didn't I tell you to go back to the mountains? You … Are you looking for me? "
Xiao Qi licked her palm, as if answering her.
Mo Rongzhan stiffened in place. Looking at her intimate appearance with the white wolf, his heart that was suspended in mid-air slowly returned to its original position. However, he still couldn't open his mouth to speak. His throat seemed to be blocked by something. He stared straight at Ye Zhen. He had never understood as clearly as at this moment that if he lost her in this life, he would probably … He would live like a walking corpse.
"Princess, this white wolf …" Xue Lin looked at Ye Zhen with a stiff face. Why is the princess so intimate with a white wolf?
"This is Little Seven I used to raise." Ye Zhen said with a smile. "Don't hurt it."
Xue Lin twitched the corner of his mouth. "We … I'm afraid we can't hurt it."
Such a white wolf looked like the wolf king. It was good enough for them to stop it, let alone hurt it.
Ye Zhen looked back at Mo Rongzhan and saw him standing in place with a pale face. His eyes were still staring at Little Seven. She hurriedly bowed her head and said to Little Seven, "Little Seven, you go to the side and play. I'll take you home later."
Little Seven seemed to understand what Ye Zhen was saying. He wagged his tail and walked to the big tree next to him with a king-like pace. His eyes were sharp as he looked at Xue Lin and others.
Ye Zhen walked to Mo Rongzhan and saw that he was still staring at Little Seven vigilantly. She gently pulled his sleeve. "Little Seven was raised by me. He won't hurt me. Maybe he saw the light in Prince Qin's Mansion and came to find me."
Mo Rongzhan looked down at her. His dark eyes seemed to have two turbulent currents. He suddenly hugged her into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed her lips hard. His fear, his uneasiness, his guilt, and his affection were all passed to her through this kiss.
"Awooo …" Little Seven howled, his front paws on the ground. It looked like he was about to pounce on Mo Rongzhan and tear him apart.
Xue Lin and others hurriedly turned their heads. He did not forget to explain to Little Seven in a low voice, "Brother Wolf, the emperor and the princess are … in love. Can you stop howling?"
Mo Rongzhan didn't care about the wolf's howl at all. He just wanted to hold her tightly and feel her warmth and sweetness. He was extremely grateful to God in his heart for letting him be reborn in Lu Yaoyao's body. If Ye Zhen didn't come back to life again, he didn't know if he would have a truly happy moment in his life.
"Ah Zhan …" Ye Zhen's lips were stung by his kiss, and her feet were a little unsteady.
"Mmm." Mo Rongzhan gasped, still not satisfied with her sweetness.
Ye Zhen leaned softly against him until she couldn't stand anymore and was picked up by him.
Mo Rongzhan carried her into the house and put her on the big bed. Before Ye Zhen could protest, he had already pressed her down.
"Don't scare me again in the future." Mo Rongzhan whispered in her ear.
"When did I scare you?" Ye Zhen stared at him innocently. It was clear that he didn't see clearly. If Little Seven could hurt her, he would have bitten her long ago.
Mo Rongzhan dropped a few small kisses on her cheek. His hand skillfully reached into her clothes and face, holding a square of soft jade and gently kneading it. "This was originally the room and the big bed for our bridal chamber."
Ye Zhen's cheeks suddenly burned red.
(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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