After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

The door was ajar, and several lights were flickering inside. Wan Ning hid behind a rock and watched secretly until she saw someone leaving the room. She tiptoed to the door. She looked inside through the crack of the half-open door. The room was very quiet, and a large screen blocked her view inside.

Fortunately, the shadow projected from the screen was very clear, with a tall nose, a floating Adam's apple, and an upright posture. Wan Ning couldn't help but take a few more glances, and remembered that she had come to this place last time to find Ziheng because of the autumn hunting quota and was hiding behind this screen. Only then did she realize that hiding behind this screen could actually see so clearly, and she was afraid that Ziheng had seen her early that night.

"No wonder Ziheng dismissed all the people at that time. He found out so early but pretended not to see it. He was playing tricks on me, right?" Wan Ning thought to herself. However, she didn't feel embarrassed because of the change in their identities over time. Instead, she felt more sweet as a couple. But she didn't want to give up so easily, so she planned to keep quiet and scare him later to get back on track.

So Wan Ning leaned sideways and carefully squeezed into the house through the half-open door, holding her breath and not daring to breathe loudly. She kept her eyes on the shadow on the screen and paid attention to Ziheng's every move. Seeing that the shadow on the candlelight was still, she dared to tiptoe and take a half step. The foot behind did not dare to follow immediately, pursed her lips and dared not breathe. She raised her eyes to confirm the shadow on the screen, and then she dared to gently lift the foot behind and move over holding her breath, for fear of making any sound.

Step forward, hold your breath, look up, confirm, follow up, repeat this carefully and repetitively, as if time has stopped. Seeing that she was about to win, Wan Ning seemed to have seen herself suddenly appearing in front of Ziheng, and his expression of surprise and then joy. Thinking of this, she was a little dazed, and when she came to her senses, she immediately widened her eyes: the shadow that was just above the screen disappeared out of thin air. Wan Ning was a little surprised and hurried forward to check.

Suddenly someone grabbed her wrist from behind, and before she knew what was going on, she turned around with a little force. Before she could see who was coming, she lost her balance and fell into his warm embrace. He put one hand around her waist, and the other hand climbed up to her shoulders, holding her in his arms. At that moment, Wan Ning felt that she was completely surrounded and had no power to resist, and all her strength depended on him.

"Ziheng," Wan Ning said with difficulty. Before she could finish the rest of the sentence, Ziheng leaned his head gently against Wan Ning's shoulder, and kissed her neck effortlessly with his face turned toward her. The kiss was as light as a dragonfly touching the water, and the sudden skin contact made Wan Ning shiver involuntarily, and her face turned red. She stood there shyly, not daring to move.

"Yanyan, I miss you so much!", with this straightforward confession, Ziheng hugged her tightly.

"You are so bad." Wan Ning said coquettishly, but her heart was filled with the collapse of her first love defenses. She felt inexplicably more afraid and her eyes were red.

"What's wrong with me?" Ziheng was always keen to sense what was wrong with her. As he asked, he immediately let go of her, took a half step back, and looked down at Wan Ning's face. He was relieved to see that everything was normal.

"When did you discover me? I wanted to scare you, but you got there first." Wan Ning had calmed down her little fluctuations and returned to normal, and asked with a smile.

"I noticed it before you even entered the door." Ziheng said as he held Wan Ning's hand and led her to the desk.

Wan Ning realized that the man in front of her was not only the emperor but also a young general. He had practiced martial arts since childhood and his hearing was naturally better than that of ordinary people. So he had discovered her when she was hiding outside. It was also his idea for Fang Xiong to leave the room, so he saw all her cautiousness.

"Snapped--"

When Wan Ning thought of Ziheng sitting there seriously reading the memorials, but his mind had already flown away, she found it funny, and she didn't feel so embarrassed at this moment. But she always wanted revenge, so she clenched her fist and gently hit Ziheng's chest, pretending to be angry: "Humph, you knew I was coming and not only didn't pick me up, but also teased me, I wouldn't have come if I had known this!" Then she turned her face away, deliberately not looking at him but couldn't help but sneak a peek at his expression.

I like to see her angry and I think she is cute. I can't help but look at her a few more times. I feel happy and my eyes light up. I can't help but smile. Wan Ning happened to see this scene and pointed at him and said, "Okay, okay, you are still smiling! It seems that you don't know what's wrong. I'm leaving and I won't come again."

After saying that, she pretended to leave, but Ziheng was not willing to let her go and immediately hugged her from behind. She begged in a very polite manner: "Yanyan, I was wrong, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have teased you and shouldn't have laughed. Please forgive me." Although she said sorry, Ziheng held Wan Ning's hand and fiddled with her fingers, which made her laugh.

"Yanyan, now that you're smiling, you can't be angry."

Wan Ning walked to the desk and found a comfortable position to sit down. She looked at Ziheng with a triumphant expression and said with a smile, "You are sweating all over. You won just now, but I won a round with my acting skills, so we are even. I don't get angry that easily, but it's fun to see you anxious."

Ziheng showed a happy expression and sat down next to Wan Ning, confessing: "As long as you are happy, Yanyan, I promise that you will win in the future. Is that okay?"

Wan Ning looked at Ziheng proudly and took the tea he handed over. Ziheng suddenly asked: "But Yanyan, you came here today, did you miss me too?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Ning, who was drinking water, suddenly had an idea and immediately put down the cup and replied, "Of course - I came to discuss the talent show with you." Seeing Ziheng's eyes dim, she paused for a moment and then shyly said, "Of course I miss you too."

Ziheng's eyes lit up instantly, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch her cheek, but shyly took it back and changed the topic to the talent show: "Yanyan, are you really going to hold a talent show? Have you thought it through?"

Wan Ning nodded.

"I know I can't persuade you, but if you want to do it, just do it. I only ask you to promise me one thing."

"what's up?"

"You can't handle anything alone. This isn't just your problem, so be sure to let me know when you need anything. I'll be by your side no matter what happens."

"Ziheng," she called his name softly, and Ziheng also touched her hair lovingly. Wan Ning continued, "Regarding this talent show, I do need your help. I plan to hold a unique talent show ceremony. In the past, only young ladies from various families participated in the talent show, but this time I plan to let young men of the right age participate as well. These girls are not commodities that can be chosen by everyone, so naturally there must be a two-way selection."

Then Wan Ning told Ziheng everything about her initial idea. Ziheng looked unhappy after hearing it. After all, it was more appropriate to describe it as unconventional than original. Perhaps for people of Ziheng's generation, it was really hard to accept.

Wan Ning was a little nervous. If Ziheng couldn't accept it, no one would participate. So she asked tentatively: "Is my idea bad?"

Ziheng replied: "I'm wondering which son of the ministers in the court meets the requirements. General Su's son is not bad, but he went to the battlefield with his father. Lord Hu's youngest son is also okay, but Lord Liu's child is still in swaddling clothes, so he won't be suitable..."

Looking at his serious thinking, she instantly felt the touch of being supported unconditionally, and this feeling quickly took over her body. So under this impulse, she took the initiative to hug Ziheng and whispered in his ear: "Ziheng, thank you!"

Although Ziheng was surprised, he immediately responded with a hug and a light kiss on her forehead.