He stretched out his hand, dug Chi Wanyue's little face out of his arms, lowered his head and sealed her lips.

The crying stopped suddenly.

Chi Wanyue's pupils dilated in surprise. In the haze of tears, she could not clearly see Ning Huaizhao's expression, and could only sob between their lips and teeth.

She stopped crying, and the throbbing pain was gone, as if it had never happened.

Ning Huaizhao raised his eyelids and glanced at Chi Wanyue. His little face wet with tears was particularly pitiful. His beautiful eyes were slightly wide open and he forgot to even blink. The teardrops hung on his eyelashes, like

Morning dew on the leaves.

Ning Huaizhao's throat moved, and he pressed his lips downward again, kissing her deeper.

The little girl's lips were soft and sweet, which made him approach her step by step, not knowing how to satisfy her.

Chi Wanyue felt that the air in her chest had been taken away by him, and her mouth was filled with Ning Huaizhao's breath and taste, overwhelming and surrounding her.

She was a little breathless and couldn't help but push Ning Huaizhao's chest, letting out a cry from her mouth.

Only then did Ning Huaizhao let her go and held her in his arms. His chest vibrated and his voice was as hoarse as a broken record player: "Stay well, don't cry anymore."

Chi Wanyue wanted to speak, but what came out was a cry.

Chi Wanyue: "???"

Is there something wrong with this style of painting?

Ning Huaizhao was also stunned by her sudden cry. After he came to his senses, a smile curled up in his eyes, entwined with strands of strange red light.

Chi Wanyue buried herself in his arms in shame, not daring to raise her head, so naturally she didn't see anything strange in his eyes.

Ning Huaizhao picked up Chi Wanyue and walked out of the painting boat, taking her all the way back to Prince Jin's Mansion.

The lights in Prince Jin's palace were brightly lit, and while the guards were patrolling the night in an orderly manner, they saw their master carrying someone back.

Although she was tightly wrapped in a cloak, judging from her stature, she was definitely a woman.

The only woman they had ever seen who dared to get close to their master was Chi Wanyue.

Yesterday, the master was indifferent to me, but tonight I brought him back?

In the shadows where the light could not be seen, someone suddenly asked: "Do you think the master couldn't save face during the day, but at night he couldn't stand the loneliness and kidnapped him?"

Everyone is silent.

According to the master's temperament, this statement makes sense.

Immediately, gossip spread by word of mouth among the guards, and even bets began to bet on whether the two would sleep in the same room tonight.

The two parties involved knew nothing about each other.

Chi Wanyue's mood calmed down a bit, and she nestled in Ning Huaizhao's arms. Her voice was soft and soft, like a newborn kitten: "Zhao, I want to take a bath."

Ning Huaizhao kicked the door open and entered the bedroom. Hearing her words, he responded and then placed her on the couch.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Chi Wanyue. The little girl's eyes were as red as a rabbit.

Thinking back to when she was crying in his arms just now, his heart seemed to be clutched tightly.

He had suffered that kind of pain yesterday. At that time, he felt inexplicable and thought he had some kind of heart disease.

But now that he saw Chi Wanyue, he guessed that the reason for his heartache might be her tears?

With his throat rolling, Ning Huaizhao suddenly reached out and pinched Chi Wanyue's chin, lifting it slightly.

Chi Wanyue's eyes widened, looking at Ning Huaizhao's suppressed face, she thought he was going to kiss her again. She was nervous and looking forward to it, so she couldn't help but close her eyes.

A few seconds later, before Ning Huaizhao could kiss her, she actually heard him say: "Chi Wanyue, cry for me."

Chi Wanyue opened her eyes suddenly, and the depression and crying that had been lingering in her heart were wiped away by his words.

Is there something wrong with Ning Huaizhao?

Chi Wanyue blinked and looked at him in confusion.

Not seeing her cry, Ning Huaizhao spoke again, this time in a much stronger and more serious tone: "Cry!"

Chi Wanyue was startled unexpectedly and burped again.

She deeply suspected that Ning Huaizhao was deliberately making sarcastic remarks. Didn't they say that the more comforted they were, the more they wanted to cry?

He did the opposite and she really couldn't cry anymore.

After burping again, Chi Wanyue quickly covered her lips, opened her eyes wide, and looked straight at Ning Huaizhao.

Suddenly the guard's voice came from outside the door: "Master, the fragrant soup is ready."

Ning Huaizhao frowned, let go of Chi Wanyue, straightened up, and ordered: "Bring it in."

The door opened, the bath bucket was carried in, and someone was carrying the bucket to fill it with water.

Without exception, they are all guards from the palace.

Chi Wanyue blinked and murmured in her heart. She suddenly remembered that she had never seen a woman in the palace. Could it be that all the palaces were men?

Thinking like this, Chi Wanyue asked: "Azhao, don't you have a maid in your house?"

Ning Huaizhao moved his eyes back to look at her and nodded.

He didn't like to see women in the palace.

He had seen enough of the intrigues between the women in the palace, which was annoying. Besides, no woman dared to work in Prince Jin's palace.

Chi Wanyue sniffed: "That's great, it saves me the trouble of catching a peach blossom."

Ning Huaizhao's expression showed a trace of amusement: "Little princess, you are too worried. You are the only one who dares to run to me without knowing your life or death."

Chi Wanyue thought he was praising herself.

"Where's Skylark? Where is she? Is everything okay?"

Qiu Feng, who was standing at the door, heard her words and said, "Don't worry, little princess, Miss Yunque was brought back to the palace together. She was given some sweat medicine and is still sleeping."

"I feel relieved that she is safe."

Chi Wanyue just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Ning Huaizhao's voice: "Have you sent someone to send a message to the king today?"

"No, I felt my hands and feet were weak as soon as I got on the boat. That's when I knew I had fallen into a trap."

Ning Huaizhao lowered his eyes, a fierce look in his eyes flashed away.

The guards in the room all retreated. Ning Huaizhao picked up Chi Wanyue, placed her next to the bathtub behind the screen, and warned: "I will send guards to guard the yard. If anything happens, I will send guards."

Go and tell this king."

Chi Wanyue reached out and grabbed his clothes, looking up at him with a little uneasiness on her face: "Ah Zhao, where are you going?"

Looking at her red eyes, Ning Huaizhao's hand, which he had endured for a while, finally touched the end of her eyes and rubbed them gently.

"I, the king, will go and see the people who were captured."

Chi Wanyue nodded, her cute appearance was very painful.

Ning Huaizhao's throat rolled, he suppressed his desire to block her on the bed and bully her, straightened up, raised his feet and walked out.

After Ning Huaizhao left, Chi Wanyue exhaled, stretched out her hand to test the water temperature, and then slowly took off her clothes.

And Ning Huaizhao left the bedroom, walked a few steps towards the yard, turned his head and glanced at the room, and then said in a deep voice: "Where is the person?"

"In the dungeon."

Ning Huaizhao raised his legs and walked towards the dungeon.

In the dungeon, two men were tied to pillars, and one of them had a broken arm.


Chapter completed!