Quick Wear Peace

An Ning had just laid down on her bed and covered herself with the quilt when she felt something slippery next to her.

He shouted reflexively, gathered his magic power in his hands, and hit down hard.

But he didn't expect that the man would stop it with just his hand.

An Ning knew she couldn't win, so she turned around and tried to escape, but a pair of arms appeared around her waist and pulled her back.

She was so angry that she was about to call out the four ferocious beasts.

At this time, the candle lit up, and the person behind her turned her body around. An Ning reflexively raised her fist and wanted to hit him in the face.

"Do you want to ruin your husband's handsome face?"

A familiar voice sounded, and An Ning quickly pulled her fist back. She saw a familiar face looking at her with a smile.

It seemed as if he didn't see the fist that was about to touch his face.

"You're almost scaring me to death." An Ning's fist instantly turned into a soft little palm and gently patted Donghua's chest. There was still fear in her tone, and tears were already in her eyes.

Donghua's smiling face disappeared instantly when he saw An Ning crying.

The hand around An Ning's waist was slightly clenched, and he comforted An Ning clumsily: "Don't cry, I was wrong."

It would have been fine if there was no comfort, but when someone comforted her, she felt even more wronged. An Ning buried her head in Donghua's chest, and her tears flowed down as if they had their own consciousness.

When Donghua heard An Ning's crying, he patted his back even more helplessly and comforted him softly.

Gradually the crying became quieter and quieter, and eventually there was no sound or movement.

Donghua moved back gently and looked at the person in his arms, who had fallen asleep with tears on his face.

He picked up his handkerchief and wiped away his tears.

I fell asleep unknowingly.

"Mother—"

The childish voice was carried into the room with magic.

"Hmm..." An Ning seemed to hear a sound and struggled to open her eyes.

Donghua opened his eyes impatiently, and patted An Ning's back gently like coaxing a child, saying softly, "It's okay, go to sleep, go to sleep."

Hearing the familiar voice, An Ning fell asleep again, but murmured, "It seems to be...Xiaobao."

I slept too late last night and cried a lot, which consumed a lot of energy.

"Go to sleep, I'll go check it out."

Seeing An Ning close her eyes again with relief, he looked towards the door sharply.

After waiting at the door for a long time, An Xiaobao, who was worried about his mother, ran to An Ning's door, but found that the whole room was set up with a barrier and he could only use magic to transmit sound to the room. For some reason, he felt a chill on his back.

There was no sound in the room. Just as he was about to knock on the door again, the door suddenly opened. An Xiaobao raised his head and stared blankly at the tall figure.

"Father."

"Ah."

Donghua walked out, and An Xiaobao lowered his head, like a wilted flower, following Donghua with a lost look.

An Ning opened her eyes and stretched, feeling really comfortable.

"System, I have decided to confront Emperor Donghua with me today. After what happened last night, I found that I am not strong enough. When you meet a powerful person, you are powerless to resist."

An Ning thought about what happened last night. Fortunately, it was Donghua last night. If not, what would have happened? This world still has four ferocious beasts to protect itself. What about the next world? And the world after that?

What if they don't have the ability themselves?