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

After watching Prince Qi leave, Ziheng turned back to his room, closed the door, immediately lowered his head to tidy up his clothes, and then walked briskly back to the bed.

Through the curtain in front of the bed, Ziheng couldn't see Wan Ning inside, and there was no sound at all. If it weren't for the steady breathing sound coming from her, he would have suspected that Wan Ning had taken the opportunity to escape.

"Yanyan?" He called her name softly. There was still no movement inside, and the only answer he got was the sound of calm breathing.

Ziheng tilted his head and smiled dotingly, thinking of the time when he pretended to sleep to tease her. Yanyan was very particular about reciprocity, and I'm afraid she was also preparing to attack him at this moment. Thinking of this, he felt that she was even more adorable, and he could even imagine her cute look behind the curtain with her ears perked up to listen to the noise.

So he wanted to cooperate, so he called out again tentatively: "Yanyan, I'm coming in."

After waiting for a second and hearing no sound from inside, he lowered his head and lifted the curtain on one side and fixed it to the side. Looking back, he saw Wan Ning lying on her side without any response. He thought with a little disappointment, "She really fell asleep." So he covered her with the quilt and stuffed her exposed arms back into the quilt. After doing all this, he stood up and lifted the curtain on the other side and fixed it.

After doing all this, he walked towards the table with his back to the bed. He made sure he could look at her and just watched over her quietly.

"Ziheng!"

Just after taking two or three steps, Wan Ning's energetic voice suddenly came from behind him, calling his name with vitality. Ziheng immediately turned around subconsciously and saw Wan Ning sitting on the bed facing him, leaning against the wall, with the quilt draped over her legs, with a bright smile on her face and eyes curved like two crescent moons. But what surprised him was her posture, she raised her hands above her head, and her hands were against her head, forming an irregular shape to hold her head inside.

Wan Ning was muttering something and changing her gestures. She said, "Heart shape, heart shape...", and put her hands on her chest and made other gestures.

Seeing that Ziheng did not react as expected, Wan Ning was a little disappointed. She put down her heart-shaped hands and gently patted the bed twice to signal him to sit here. Ziheng did not hesitate. With a serious face, he walked to her side quickly and raised the back of his hand to test the temperature of her head.

"The temperature is still normal, he doesn't have a fever," Ziheng said with concern.

Wan Ning finally tried to show off her feelings by using the gestures she learned from a short video, but Ziheng thought she was sick. She pulled Ziheng's hand down awkwardly and explained, "I'm fine, and I'm not possessed by anything strange. The gesture I just made is a way for people in our area to express love. This, this, and this gesture all mean the same thing."

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Ziheng quickly asked, "What do you mean?"

"Yes... I mean you're great." Wan Ning noticed that he was imitating her gesture of making a heart with her hands, but it turned out to be a weird one. She quickly changed the subject: "That's not how you do it. Look at me, my fingers should be bent here."

"Is that so?" Ziheng made a heart shape with his hands to her and asked her very seriously and eagerly if it was standard.

"Hmm, something seems strange." Wan Ning tilted her head and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, that's not true. You are too careless, like a big watermelon, hahaha, a big watermelon."

"That's because you're so awesome." Ziheng didn't feel unhappy at all because of this, he just wanted to learn how to express his love in Wan Ning's way.

Because of his sudden confession, Wan Ning, who was laughing heartily, felt that her heartless laughter was too harsh, and she froze in her place. Then she gestured to a bigger circle, including Ziheng's "big watermelon", tilted her head and smiled, "Then you are even better, like this."

Seeing this, Ziheng immediately made a bigger circle outside. Wan Ning refused to admit defeat and immediately made an even bigger one. The two of them kept going back and forth, and the shape of their hearts could no longer be seen.

Wan Ning came up with a plan. She opened her arms to form a "one", and with the desire to win filling her mind, she asked proudly, "My heart is the biggest now, right? Can you have a bigger one? If not, then I will declare myself the winner of this heart-combination contest..."

Ziheng's eyes were filled with love, and he suddenly hugged her tightly, resting his head gently on her shoulders, like a docile big golden retriever, and he didn't forget to rub her neck with his cheek. Wan Ning, who was still proud a second ago, was now stagnant in place, with her open arms like a raised white flag, and the word "victory" that she hadn't said yet was held back by her.

Faced with such feelings, she was once again at a loss, not knowing how to deal with this purity.

Ziheng was keenly aware of her changes, and he held her tighter with both hands, burying his head deeply in her body, as if he wanted to pass on his strength to her. After a moment, he realized that his love seemed to put invisible pressure on her, so he let go of the strength in his hands and held her at a distance that made her feel comfortable but would not let her escape. He put his face slightly close to her ear, whispered, and asked: "Hold me, okay?"

"Yan Yan."

Wan Ning's heart was like a lake. A small stone was thrown into it, causing ripples. However, she knew that once the stone fell to the bottom of the lake, everything would return to calm again.

She lowered her open arms, gently wrapped them around his waist and put them on his shoulders. Ziheng felt the warmth from her fingertips, tilted his head and gently rubbed his cheek against the back of her hand, but his eyes were always fixed on her cheek.

Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Wan Ning, who was in love for the first time, didn't know how to respond, so she quickly changed the subject and asked, "Ziheng, you haven't told me why you are here?"

"I talked about the past with Prince Qi at Prince Qi's mansion, and he suggested that we revisit the old place and visit the army. On a whim, we decided to stay here since it was late."

"What about this room?" Wan Ning asked.

"I lived in this room when I first came here. Since then, King Qi ordered people to preserve it, so I am the only one who has lived here," Ziheng explained.

"What about Prince Qi?" Wan Ning asked quickly.

"He has his own permanent residence. Yanyan, why are you suddenly interested in this?" Ziheng asked in return: "Yanyan, why are you suddenly here today?"

Wan Ning guiltily let go of his hand and pulled away from his embrace. She leaned against the wall with her head down and whispered, "What a coincidence! I followed Gao Niang from Furong Tower here. I wanted to hide under the bed to see who she was going to meet in private. I didn't expect it to be you."

Ziheng almost vomited blood, looking at her with a face full of resentment and grievance. Wan Ning had to change her words immediately: "I didn't expect the room was yours, and she recognized the wrong person. Alas, it's a pity, I still don't know who she came to see."

"It doesn't matter who she comes to see. Your safety is important." Ziheng said gently while holding her hand, and he didn't seem to be angry because of her risky behavior.

"But aren't you angry when I do this?" Wan Ning asked doubtfully. Ziheng unconsciously increased the strength of his grip.