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

"I'm not an alcoholic. I just drank a few more glasses of sweet water because I was thirsty."

As she spoke, Wan Ning put her hands around his neck, played with the hairband behind her back with her fingers, and squinted her eyes to look at the person in front of her.

"Why, you don't recognize me?" Ziheng looked at her with a smirk, and when he accidentally lowered his eyes to see her unruly outfit tonight, he was a little flustered and didn't know where to put his hands. Fortunately, he was strong and could easily free up one hand to tear off his coat and cover her, blushing and stammering, "Cover yourself up, be careful not to catch a cold."

It was already hot, so Wan Ning stretched out her snow-white arms from her coat, held Ziheng's face from her chin, and tried to bend it towards her. Ziheng couldn't bear to see her exerting any effort, so he took the initiative to follow her instructions and moved closer when she provoked him. Wan Ning gently touched his eyebrows with her fingers, slid along his tall nose to the tip of his nose, then held his cheek and gently stroked his lips with her thumb.

"I recognize you, hey, you are Ziheng." She tried her best to straighten her back, holding her cheeks with both hands, and confided in a drunken voice: "Ziheng, why is it so hot tonight?"

Ziheng turned his head to feel the cool spring breeze, which was still a little chilly, but not hot at all. He gently patted Wan Ning's shoulder and whispered to comfort her: "It's still a long way from the summer heat. You're drunk, Yanyan, I'll take you back to your room to rest."

The drunk Wan Ning was more energetic than usual. She wanted to run away when she heard that she had to go back to her room. She leaned on Ziheng's shoulder, squinted her eyes and looked around, muttering, "I won't go back. I dare not disappoint the moon tonight. I have an appointment with the moon."

She had already unbuttoned her coat to dissipate heat, and after this, her shoulders and chest were no longer covered by her tube top. Ziheng blushed at the skin contact, and carefully separated himself from her. This resistance made Wan Ning feel that he was teasing her, which made her even more excited.

In the chaos, the hairband in her hand fell off. The drunken mind was very simple. If something was lost, it would be searched. She looked around and saw that it was easy to find. Ziheng also had something similar tied around his waist. She excitedly thought that it was the thing she had lost. She pulled one end very quickly. Just when Ziheng was about to stop her, she had already untied it and played with it in her hand, and then tied it on her head as if it was a lost hairband.

"I found my headband, but it's so thick... I can't wear it..."

She also wanted to use it as a blindfold, pulling it over her eyes with both hands, like a leaf blocking her vision, using the small hairband to cover the sky and the earth, she smiled foolishly.

Ziheng's face flushed, and he was eager to put an end to this chaotic scene. He leaned close to Wan Ning's ear and whispered, "Yanyan, if you don't behave yourself,..."

Provocation? The drunk Wan Ning heard these words and felt that they were a provocation. She was so stubborn that she had to do it even if she was not allowed to. So Wan Ning suddenly lifted the belt covering her eyes, put one arm around Ziheng's neck, and kissed him without hesitation.

It was more passionate and intense than ever before. The drunkenness made her completely obey her body's instincts.

Ziheng finally "escaped" from her passionate attack and advised rationally: "Yanyan, don't be like this, wake up."

The belt around her hand fell to the ground. Wan Ning loosened her arms and looked up at Ziheng with a smile. Her unruly look made people indulge. She smiled playfully and muttered, "It's not as sweet as wine, which makes people addicted."

After that, she raised the wine gourd, opened her mouth and took another gulp. Before she could swallow, Ziheng took the initiative to help her take the wine. The rich fruity aroma spread between their lips and teeth. He sucked greedily and snatched it. Soon Wan Ning was defeated in this battle and gasped heavily.

As the "winner", Ziheng also realized that something was wrong. He lowered his head to glance at the wine gourd in Wan Ning's hand and sniffed it carefully. He frowned and instantly regained his senses. He realized that what happened tonight was not simple, and realized that the enthusiasm just now was not Wan Ning's original intention. He looked around vigilantly and found nothing unusual or wrong.

There was no time to do anything else. Ziheng carried Wan Ning into the room, closed all the doors and windows, turned off all the lights, and gently put her on the bed. Because of the heat and the lack of cool breeze, she tossed back and forth on the bed like a little loach, mumbling: "It's so hot... so uncomfortable... I feel like I'm going to explode..."

Ziheng held her hand and comforted her softly, "Yanyan, you took too much Chunlu Powder, which is why you feel so hot and dry. Take a rest, and you will be fine tomorrow, okay?"

She sleepily opened one eye with difficulty, squinting to see his worried expression, but she also understood what he said and accepted the reality, but she also suggested: "Open the window... It's so hot... I want some fresh air."

Ziheng grabbed her arms that were flying around, squatted down and put his head close to her ears, and said distressedly: "Yanyan, you can't blow the wind. The more you blow the Spring Dew Powder, the stronger its power will be. Let's just bear with it, okay?"

Wan Ning held his arm, leaned forward slightly, and kissed his lips easily, murmuring: "Can you help me, Ziheng, please help me... please help me."

"Yanyan..."

Unable to bear watching her suffer any longer, Ziheng helped her lie on the bed and patted her on the back. She immediately vomited, vomiting everything in her stomach. Her esophagus and throat were burned so much that she couldn't speak.

Ziheng helped her lie down, took off all her clothes in the dark, picked up the water on the table and soaked the towel to wipe every inch of her skin. As the water vapor evaporated and took away the excess heat from her body, Wan Ning felt better and fell into a drowsy sleep.

After finishing all this, Ziheng sat beside the bed and gently covered her with a quilt. He held her hand and sat quietly in the dark, praying that she would have a smooth life, hoping that the upcoming storms would not affect her, and wishing that he could handle everything and protect her.

The sky was about to break for dawn, and it was time for a deep sleep. Ziheng was about to leave when he remembered that his belt had been untied by her, so he took two steps back to take off the belt on her clothes. He leaned over and kissed Wan Ning's forehead, and said in a very small voice: "Yan Yan, in case you deny it in the future, I will take this as a proof. If you don't say anything, it means you agree."

She was sleeping soundly, how could she be talking?

It was not appropriate to stay any longer, so Ziheng took the wine gourd with him when he left. As for his inner belt, he looked for it, but it was gone. It might have been blown away by the wind. Fortunately, this belt did not have the emperor's mark. Xiang Wanxuan was located in a remote place and would not go to other palaces, so he left first.

But he is the emperor, so naturally there are people who are watching him in every possible way, and naturally there are people who are anxious. Wan Ning doesn't know what she is about to face now. Maybe she expects that this day will come sooner or later. She will leave in just a few months, so what is there to be afraid of?