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

The instinct for survival made her thirst for water at this moment, so she forced herself to get up.

But as soon as she lifted her head a little, the cold air from the outside rushed into the quilt and pricked her like needles. Her whole body twitched, forcing her to give up and lie back down in embarrassment.

In a daze, he seemed to hear soft footsteps, and realized that there might be someone beside his bed, so he squeezed out all his strength to beg: "Water, please give me some water?"

After the begging sound, she heard the clear sound of pouring water, and then the footsteps came to the bed. A warm hand gently reached under the quilt and gently lifted her up through the thick quilt. She half leaned on the bed, supporting the weak Wan Ning with half of her shoulder, and did not forget to wrap the raised edge of the quilt.

Perhaps it was because she smelled the tea, Wan Ning still closed her eyes and instinctively explored. The man no longer dodged, and with his other hand he carefully brought the water to her mouth with the cup. Noticing the coolness of the water, Wan Ning greedily drank it all up. The cool water went into her intestines, and most of the heat disappeared, and her mind became clearer.

Afterwards, he realized that the chest and shoulders supporting him were not as strong as those of Xiang Wanxuan. He opened his eyes a little and looked down at the hand holding the cup to feed him water: it was white and strong, with clear blood vessels, and there was an obvious scar at the base of the thumb, as if it was left after being cut by a sharp weapon and healed. This scar looked like an old wound. Although the scar was large now, it had healed well and her skin was fair, so it would not be so easy to see if it was not observed from a distance.

Having said so much, the most important thing is that this is a pair of men's hands! Realizing this, Wan Ning immediately turned around and looked over, just in time to meet this man's deep and affectionate eyes. The fiery eyes made her at a loss for a moment, and she couldn't say a word.

"Would you like some more water?" Ziheng acted as if nothing had happened and did not intend to explain anything. He just held the cup and asked gently.

Wan Ning stared at him with eyes wide open, and shook her head because her throat was not making any sound. Seeing this, Ziheng put the cup in his hand aside, touched her forehead and found that it was not so hot, then he stood up and carefully helped her lie down.

"You should lie down and rest first. You can't catch a cold now."

Wan Ning realized that she had been staring at his eyes, so she looked away, but she found a few wet towels on the coffee table beside the bed, and immediately understood what happened. She subconsciously reached out to touch her forehead, and then moved back to the edge of the bed to ensure more convenient communication, and then she said weakly: "I'm fine, I want to sit like this and let you talk to me, thank you for your hard work. Did you just come back from outside the palace?"

Ziheng looked down at the clothes on his body. He only wore this outfit when he left the palace, so he nodded and said, "It's been a while since I came back. I haven't had time to change my clothes yet."

Wan Ning looked at him gratefully, then quickly lowered her head and burst out laughing.

"Yanyan, what are you laughing at?" Ziheng looked back at her bewilderedly. Before he could see the expression on her face clearly, the burned-out candle went out at this moment. Although they were not far apart, they could not see each other clearly.

"I laugh at you, the emperor, for actually caring for others like this. I never thought you would have this side of you." Wan Ning, still looking at him in the dark, said to herself, "I have seen many sides of you. I wonder how many more sides you have."

"There are still many things you don't know," Ziheng's voice rang right beside Wan Ning's ears, so close that she could almost feel his breathing and heartbeat. In the darkness, Wan Ning held her breath nervously and clenched the quilt with both hands. At this moment, Ziheng seemed to have succeeded and gently patted her back, wanting to return to the original distance.

The moment she felt Ziheng moving away, Wan Ning didn't know where she got the courage and impulse from, and subconsciously grabbed his hand. Ziheng froze there as if he hadn't expected it, and asked tentatively in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Wan Ning, who was surrounded by darkness, could not see his expression clearly, nor could she recognize her own attitude. She only realized her own loss of composure and hurriedly pulled her hand back. She clumsily made an excuse: "It's too dark here. I, I'm not used to it."

"Don't be afraid, I'll go light a lamp and the room will be bright soon."

Wan Ning was a little afraid of the feelings that were growing in the dark, so she took this opportunity to change the subject: "Is the investigation of Liu Xueyu's case going smoothly?"

"Smoothly," he answered without hesitation, "Everything is going well. The public trial will be held soon."

Wan Ning knew that it was not difficult to investigate this case, but the difficulty lay in the trial and subsequent handling. It was obvious that this matter would involve the emperor's party, who had a vested interest in each other and protected each other. Moreover, the emperor had not said a word up to this point, fearing that a few small figures would be pushed out to take the blame. However, since Ziheng wanted to investigate this case thoroughly, he also wanted to use this case to tear a hole in the inseparable iron barrel of power, and it would be extremely difficult for him, a puppet emperor, to do so.

As they were talking, the candles were lit, and the room was bright again. Wan Ning wanted to say something, but when she saw the calm expression on his handsome face under the candlelight, she believed that he really had it all figured out, so she stopped worrying about it and quietly watched him relight the candles in the room.

Ziheng put the lampshade away and walked towards the bed holding the candle, wanting the light to be closer to Wan Ning. Looking at his serious look, Wan Ning couldn't help but blurt out: "Ziheng, thank you."

Ziheng was in a trance, and saw her grateful smile lying on the bed. Before he could say anything, he heard Wantao's confused voice coming from outside the room. She remembered that the princess had a headache before going to bed, and was worried that something had happened, so she came to check, but she saw a light in the room.

"Princess, how are you?"

The two people in the room panicked instantly. Fortunately, Wan Ning quickly lifted a corner of the quilt and signaled him to hide in. Ziheng was stunned for a moment, but there seemed to be no better way to do it. So he put the candle aside and hid in the inner side of the bed. Wan Ning did not forget to cover him completely with the quilt.

"I'm fine. I'm okay now. I'm sorry for making you worry." Wan Ning nervously pulled the quilt and loudly responded to Wan Tao outside.

"I see that the light in the princess' room is on, but if you need anything, let me help you?" Wan Tao said as she was about to open the door of the room.

Wan Ning was even more anxious now. With Wan Tao's carefulness, she would definitely find out that there was more than one person in the room. She would be unable to explain herself. Wan Ning held Zi Heng under the quilt for fear that he would make a sound. She said anxiously to the outside of the door, "No need. Go back to your room and rest. I'm almost well now. If you open the door and let in the cold wind, I'm afraid it will get worse."

After hearing this, Wan Tao no longer insisted and left after giving a few instructions.

As the footsteps outside the house became farther and farther away, Wan Ning lifted a corner of the quilt and Zi Heng showed his head. He sat up straight and casually tidied his messy hair. When he was about to turn over and get out of bed, he suddenly remembered Wan Ning's casual "thank you" just now, so he also supported the bed with one hand, bent over and got closer to her, teasing her with a playful expression.

"Why did you want to thank me just now?"