Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

The new emperor ascended the throne without a grand ceremony, but simply held a coronation ceremony to announce to the world Yan Heng's identity as the new emperor.

Gu Ling, the daughter of General Gu, was rewarded with the title of General Anyuan for her contribution in eliminating the rebels. She was ordered by the new emperor to go to the border and lead a powerful army to attack the Northern Territory.

Summer is drawing to a close, and the army will set off as soon as autumn arrives.

……

Shen Nian'an was making new clothes and shoes in the room. Gu Ling was about to go on a long journey, so he had to hurry and make a few more sets of luggage.

He was fully focused, his eyes getting closer and closer to the cloth in his hands, but he still didn't realize that it was getting late.

Until the candlelight was lit in the house, a gentle voice sounded: "The eyes are so close and you don't light the light, are you going to become a little blind, little Nian'an?"

Shen Nian'an blinked and raised his head: "Why are you here?"

Seeing Gu Ling walking towards him, he realized belatedly that he wanted to hide the thing in his hand. He had not yet told Gu Ling that he was actually very good at embroidery.

But there was nothing on the wide table that could be used to cover it, so he leaned forward and used his wide sleeves to hide the little secret, like trying to cover up his ears and steal a bell.

Gu Ling grabbed his hand and tried to lift it up, but he secretly exerted force, and the two of them, one moving up and the other moving down, actually started to compete with each other.

Gu Ling called out his name in a deep voice, his tone sounding displeased: "Shen Nian'an."

Shen Nian'an felt aggrieved. He worked so hard to make clothes for Gu Ling, but now Gu Ling was being mean to him.

Shen Nian'an stopped exerting force, and Gu Ling successfully lifted his hands. However, he did not look at his "little secret" as Shen Nian'an had expected, but instead looked at his hands carefully.

People who practice martial arts generally have broader palms. Coupled with the differences in body shape between men and women in this world, Gu Ling held both of Shen Nian'an's wrists with one hand.

Shen Nian'an's usually clean and pretty fingers were covered with needle holes, which looked shocking against his fair skin.

Gu Ling frowned, looking unhappy, and took out the ointment and applied it on his hands.

Shen Nian'an pulled his hand back in pain. Gu Ling raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently. His hand did not move at all, but his movements were lighter.

The orange-yellow light of the candlelight reflected on Gu Ling's face. She lowered her brows and applied medicine to Shen Nian'an.

Occasionally the candlelight flickered, causing light and shadows to float on her face.

It’s really strange. It’s the candle flame that’s jumping, but why is Shen Nian’an’s heart so uneasy?

No way, really no way.

This is his future wife, the one he misses all the time, and he cannot control his heartbeat.

After applying the medicine, Gu Ling said, "Just let the servants do this kind of thing."

Shen Nian'an curled his lips. He didn't want to leave this kind of thing to others.

Seeing his unconvinced look, Gu Ling reached out and pinched his face: "Did you hear that?"

Shen Nian'an's face changed, and he looked disgusted: "You haven't washed your hands yet."

The ointment was all over his face!

Gu Ling was so angry and amused that she went outside to ask the servants to bring water to wash her hands. She came in after she had washed them clean. When she came in, the pile of things on the table had disappeared.

She raised her eyebrows slightly. Shen Nian'an had become more capable and even used the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

Shen Nian'an pretended to be nothing, sat obediently at the table, and poured a cup of hot water for Gu Ling.

Gu Ling sat down next to him, picked up the cup and took a sip, then put it down, staring at Shen Nian'an without saying a word.

The room suddenly became quiet. Gu Ling's gaze was burning. Shen Nian'an couldn't remain indifferent, so he spoke to break the silence.

"What do you want to see me about today?"

"No."

"Oh."

After a brief conversation, everything fell silent again.

Shen Nian'an was feeling a little conflicted now. Since there was nothing else to do, he wanted to finish making the clothes and shoes for Gu Ling as soon as possible, but he didn't want to do it in front of Gu Ling.

This behavior shows how much he cares about Gu Ling, although... although it is true, but Young Master Shen also has to save face, okay?

On the other hand, if he really asked Gu Ling to leave, he would be reluctant to do so.

Gu Ling is about to go on a long journey, and he doesn’t know when they will meet again, so he wants to stay with his sweetheart for a while longer.

He was reluctant to waste a day, an hour, even a blink of an eye.

But! Are the two of them really going to sit there in silence until dawn? !

Shen Nian'an spoke again: "Are you really okay?"

"Have."

Huh? Why is the answer different this time? Was he fooled?

Shen Nian'an's eyes widened. Gu Ling smiled and touched his head: "The only thing is that I want to see more of you."

A simple love word conceals the meaning of parting.

Shen Nian'an felt a lump in his throat and a sour taste in his nose. He threw himself into Gu Ling's arms, his voice trembling.

"Will you come back?"

"meeting."

"Will you always love me?"

"meeting."

"You want to kiss me?"

"Will... huh?"

Shen Nian'an put his arms around Gu Ling's neck, sat astride her legs, and tilted his head back to offer her a kiss.

Clumsy and passionate, simple and sincere.

Gu Ling just hugged Shen Nian'an and let him rush around, watching him get anxious, angry, and aggrieved, and finally making himself out of breath.

Such a pure and passionate person didn't care about anything. She was all in his eyes and heart. He clumsily infect himself with Gu Ling's aura bit by bit.

As early as the day of the flower-viewing banquet, Gu Ling had thought of such a scene. Now that it has come true, she thought, this is indeed a soothing and pleasant thing.

Gu Ling didn't move. Shen Nian'an stopped, his red lips shining with water. He wanted to accuse Gu Ling of being indifferent, but in the end he just said softly, "I'm tired."

Relying on her height advantage, Gu Ling pressed Shen Nian'an's head against her neck. There was danger in her dark eyes, but her voice was steady and her tone was still gentle.

"I'll carry you to rest."

In this position, Shen Nian'an wrapped his legs around Gu Ling's waist, and Gu Ling held his hips and carried him to the bed.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Shen Nian'an lay there, blinking his eyes: "How can I sleep without taking off my clothes?"

Gu Ling looked into Shen Nian'an's eyes and saw only pure confusion and self-righteousness in them.

At this moment, Gu Ling began to hate this damn purity.

She took a deep breath and began to recall the mantras and Buddhist scriptures she had learned a few days ago, trying to drive out the yellow waste in her mind, and then...

I can't remember a single punctuation mark.

I was careless. I will review it a few more times when I get home today.

Gu Ling supported himself on the bed with his hands, leaning over Shen Nian'an, without answering. Seeing that Gu Ling was distracted, Shen Nian'an began to untie his belt on his own.

Then, he heard Gu Ling's gnashing voice: "Do you really have to undress in front of me? Can't you wait until I'm gone?"