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

Wan Ning turned around, fumbled in her pocket, took out the prayer sign, placed it in her palm, turned around and asked.

"So this is what you hung in the yard last night?"

Ziheng nodded, and before he could speak, Wan Ning asked, "I guessed it was you who hung it, but I looked at it from left to right and there was nothing special about it. What's the point of hanging it on a wintersweet branch?"

At this time, Wan Ning hung the prayer card in the air and looked at it carefully in the candlelight. Ziheng, who was standing behind her, couldn't help but smile knowingly, remembering that he was suddenly eager to see her after finishing his work last night, and hurried to Xiang Wanxuan, but the candlelight in her room had been extinguished.

Knowing that the person I miss is sleeping in a room not far away, I stand quietly in the quiet courtyard. At that moment, it seems that meeting or not is not important. The sweet satisfaction has already occupied my whole heart. I can't bear to disturb her, but I don't want her to wake up and miss my expression of love, so I took an ordinary blessing card and hung it on the wintersweet branch.

If she accidentally found this prayer card, would she be surprised? Would she wonder who left it there? Would she think that he was the one who secretly came to see her and would she feel happy because of it? When Ziheng hung up the prayer card, he was still thinking about these questions. Now it seems that his Yanyan is really smart and figured out the whole story in a short time, and he is happy because of this.

Ziheng always had a smile on his face. He took a step forward and got closer to Wan Ning, holding her in his arms at a safe distance. At the same time, he reached out and held the prayer card. His fingers intentionally or unintentionally touched Wan Ning's hand, which was also holding the prayer card.

"This is just an ordinary prayer plaque, nothing special about it." Ziheng whispered softly, and explained gently, "The reason I hung it on the wintersweet branch is because I miss you." Before Wan Ning could react, he kissed her cheek, and then took a step back as if he had succeeded. He looked at Wan Ning with a smirk, and was surprised at first, then turned around and looked at him with a smirk.

"But it's so strange. I always feel that this brand is somewhat familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it." Wan Ning walked to the desk beside her and sat down, unilaterally stopping the childish games between lovers.

Seeing her worried look, Ziheng walked towards her and answered, "This is just a common prayer plate in Nanye City. It's normal that you don't remember it even if you've seen it before. Yanyan, do you know how to turn it from an ordinary plate into a unique one?"

When he asked this, Wan Ning suddenly became interested and asked, "How to do it?"

Ziheng's eyes were still on her, with a half-smile on his lips. Under Wan Ning's gaze, he reached out to take the brush beside him, dipped it in a suitable amount of ink, and explained: "When blessings are written on it, it becomes unique." After that, Ziheng turned back reluctantly, picked up the brush and prepared to write the words of blessing on it.

"You are so good, Ziheng, you actually dare to play tricks on me." Wan Ning stood up with a proud expression, snatched the pen and the sign from Ziheng's hand, and then said proudly: "Since it is given to me, it is natural for me to write it. I am no longer Wuxia A'mon, I can write a lot of words, don't underestimate me."

Although she could write a lot, writing beautifully was another matter, not to mention writing on a small prayer card, so she was a little nervous when she was about to write. She looked up and saw Ziheng's eyes staring at her closely. She didn't know where to start, so she stretched out her hand holding the pen and covered his eyes in anger.

"When a beautiful woman writes, ordinary people are not allowed to watch her casually, lest the secret be revealed."

Ziheng, whose face was half covered, was stunned at first, then smiled faintly with the half face exposed, took the hand covering his eyes and gently moved it away. He said gently: "Then I will turn my back and not read it. Call me when you are done."

Wan Ning looked at him trying to hold back his smile. His handsome and fair face was inadvertently stained with ink from the tip of the pen because of his previous actions, like a black crescent rising on his cheekbone. Before she could remind him, he had already turned away. Wan Ning also wanted to tease him, so she didn't intend to remind him. She lowered her head and wrote the blessing card seriously.

The moment the pen tip touched the blessing card, she seemed to have her Ren and Du meridians opened up, and she wrote very smoothly and fluently. For a moment, she didn't know whether it was she who was writing or the pen itself. Before she thought about what to write, the pen tip was already moving on the blessing card.

"I'm done!" She stopped, took a deep breath, and announced as if the task was accomplished, then put down the pen.

Ziheng turned around expectantly, thinking that no matter how well she wrote, he would praise her and would never hurt her self-confidence. So before he even saw the words on the prayer card, he pretended to praise her, "It's really well written..."

"Really what?" Wan Ning asked with wide eyes.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't say the rest of the sentence smoothly, so he changed it temporarily and added: "It's really a big improvement, and there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"Forget it, forget it. I won't embarrass you. Even though I'm not a good writer, I'll be able to write well sooner or later. Let's just wait and see."

Conquered by her ambition, Ziheng also believed that she would have such a day, so he smiled gently and looked down at what she had just written. He saw that the strokes were all crooked and slanted. Although it was written very carefully, the handwriting was a bit childish. But it was normal for her to be like this since she had just learned to write.

"Together", Ziheng read out the words in a low voice. The moment he spoke, his soul seemed to be hit by something and rippled. The person who wrote such words also lowered his head shyly, but pretended to be calm and "quibbled": "Well, I just wrote it casually. I just learned these two words recently. Don't take it seriously!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ziheng slightly bent over and tilted his head to meet her shyly lowered head, and kissed her lips passionately. Wan Ning was panicked for a moment and stared at the ink stains on Ziheng's cheek with her eyes open, suddenly not knowing how to respond. Until his hand slowly moved up along her back, until he supported the back of her head from behind her neck, and rubbed her ears gently with his thumb.

The moment they touched, she felt as if ants were crawling all over her body and she felt uncomfortable. She took a step back and stood there frozen, at a loss, looking at Ziheng who was also at a loss.

She changed the subject abruptly: "Well, is there anything else I want to talk to you about?"

Ziheng found her like this adorable, so his expression quickly changed from surprise to joy, and he asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"You're not allowed to laugh?"

Ziheng immediately sat up straight, his smile dropped into a serious expression, and asked, "Is this okay? Yanyan, what are you doing here today?"

"I came here today to inform you that I plan to do business in Nanye City. What do you think?"

Her purpose when she came here today was to tell Ziheng that there were countless women like "Mrs. Feng" in Nanye City, who lacked the opportunity to survive and could only rely on others, and suggested that the court could come up with some policies to improve their situation. But she just heard what Fu Yuanlang said, and the Chu State was currently facing internal and external troubles and had more urgent things to do.

So Wan Ning's request changed, she wanted to take action on her own. Seeing Ziheng's gloomy face and no answer, Wan Ning asked: "Ziheng, I want to do some business and develop new industries, do you support it?"