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

"Thank you for what?" Wan Ning blushed and turned her face away as if to escape.

Ziheng lay on his side on the bed, propping himself up with his right hand to make himself and Wan Ning's eyes level, and pinched Wan Ning's cheek with interest with his other hand. Although he didn't use much force, it was enough to make her look away and then look at him again. He curiously played with her chin and gently touched her dry lips with his thumb.

If she hadn't noticed that his ears were burning red, Wan Ning would have been fooled by his acting. She came up with a plan and gently pushed Ziheng's hand away. She then stepped forward to shorten the distance between them, and used one hand to prop up against the wall to form a wall-dong situation. Wan Ning refused to give up and used her face to get closer to his face, from lips to cheeks and then to ears. The warmth of her breath accompanied her heartbeat, spreading infinitely in the silent night, creating ripples of time.

Wan Ning's other hand was not idle either. She climbed up to his ear without knowing when. Her cold fingertips lightly touched his hot earlobe, and her soft fingertips rubbed his hot earlobe. When he held his breath, she leaned in and whispered provocatively in his ear: "You are not the only one who can play this!"

Seeing that he was exposed, Ziheng put away his expression and got out of bed to tidy up his clothes. At this time, Wan Ning stopped playing around and dragged her aching body, answering very seriously: "Of course, thank you for being here!" In her heart, "here" refers to both this room and this strange era.

Being strong as an adult always makes people forget the weakness of youth, the countless times of feeling uncomfortable and having a fever, and the scene of grandma fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan in front of the bed to drive away mosquitoes in the hot summer. When I was young, I didn't know how long grandma sat there, but I knew that every time I woke up from a dream, I could see her sitting quietly. She kept fanning herself with her hands and muttering something, mostly begging the gods to bless her with good health.

Growing up alone often paralyzes a person, making him forget his experience of illness, his grandmother's piety, and the feeling of being cared for. Now when he wakes up from this strange place late at night, the pain all over his body reminds him that he is alone without his grandmother, and even the butterfly jade pendant that his grandmother left for him is missing.

If Ziheng wasn't here, she didn't know how she would get through this long dark night.

"Thank you for being here. It reminds me of my grandma." Wan Ning was most afraid of sentimentality, so when she said this she laughed out loud as if she was joking.

Ziheng's eyes were full of heartache. He turned and walked to the kettle and poured another glass of water.

"I'm much better now. You should go back and rest. It's getting late, and there are still many things you need to deal with tomorrow."

"No hurry. I'll leave after you fall asleep." As he spoke, he handed the warm cup to Wan Ning. Seeing her drink it in big gulps, he wiped the water droplets on the corner of her mouth with his fingers, then helped her lie down on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Wan Ning lay on her side, looking at him with her dark, round eyes reluctantly, but she also urged him softly, "I'm already asleep, why aren't you leaving?"

Ziheng held her hand and stuffed it back into the warm quilt: "Wait until you fall asleep."

Wan Ning said no more and closed her eyes to pretend to sleep, wanting to watch him leave. However, she fell asleep before Ziheng left. When she opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside. The sun shone through the window, illuminating the entire room. The candle on the table had already burned out.

Thanks to last night's rest, I felt relieved today, and more importantly, my mind became clear. Not wanting to waste any more time, Wan Ning sat up from the bed. Without paying special attention, she could find the kettle and teacup beside the bed. She could reach them with just a stretch of her hand. She knew at a glance that Ziheng had done this on purpose before leaving.

“How wonderful it would be if I could have met him in my own time!”

While she was lost in thought, the door suddenly opened a crack, and a lively and lovely head stuck out from the crack, smiling brightly at her. The person who came was Shuiyue. Seeing that the princess had woken up, she opened the door completely and stood at the door holding the stove.

"Hurry up and go in. It's windy outside and the princess is wearing thin clothes. You must not let the wind blow on her." Wan Tao's voice followed closely. She walked in with a lunch box in her hand and turned around to close the open door.

"It's not that serious. I'm fine now. I'm pretending to be as strong as a calf." Wan Ning pretended to be relaxed and stretched in front of them. Then she took a piece of clothing and put it on. She walked to the table and pointed at the lunch box and asked, "What good stuff is in this?"

Wan Tao opened it silently, and like magic, took out a bowl of red dates and ginger tea and placed it in front of Wan Ning. The sweet aroma of dates and the faint spicy taste of ginger rushed into the nose, with a warm smell; the brown-red color was also much better looking than yesterday's medicine.

"Is this also sent by the Emperor?"

"No, this is sent by Prince Mu Xiu early this morning. He came to visit the princess last night, but you were already asleep so he didn't come to disturb you. He also heard that the princess caught a cold in the rain, so he sent her red dates and ginger tea this morning to dispel the cold."

Shuiyue, who was squatting on the side fiddling with the small stove for heating, couldn't help but interrupt and complain when she heard this: "This Prince Mu Xiu is really weird. It doesn't make sense for him to come to a woman's boudoir to visit a patient in the middle of the night. Fortunately, Sister Wan Tao stopped him, otherwise his intrusion would have ruined the princess's reputation."

Wan Ning, who had just taken a sip of red date ginger tea, couldn't help coughing because of Shuiyue's words. He silently put the bowl back on the table and was caught again.

"Princess, what's wrong with you? Is the ginger tea not tasty? That shouldn't be the case. It smells so good to me."

"No, no, it's too hot, let's put it aside for now. You did the right thing. Prince Mu Xiu is from Tumo after all, so he is a bit careless and doesn't pay attention to these things." Glancing at the charcoal in Shuiyue's hand, he suddenly felt like he had found a savior and asked hurriedly, "Shuiyue, what are you doing?"

"I forgot to tell you, Princess, that the palace is planning to purchase a batch of new charcoal for winter heating, but the new person in charge is not sure whether the masters of the palaces can get used to it, so we first picked a few palaces to try it out. We are so lucky that we got it right away. And you can't help but think that this charcoal smells lightly of fruit, which is obviously a good thing. Hehe, we really got a great bargain this time."

Seeing Shuiyue holding the charcoal in one hand and introducing it with great excitement, Wan Ning also felt happy, thinking that only this silly girl was willing to believe that Xiang Wanxuan was chosen. The charcoal was indeed good, but she was not used to this way of heating and felt it was not safe, so she came up with a plan and asked, "It's a waste to use such good charcoal for heating, but there are still some left? Why not save it and make fruity grilled fish in a few days? What do you think?"

"Grilled fish?" Shuiyue lowered her head and picked up the charcoal from the stove that had not yet been lit, and carefully put it in the bag. "These charcoals are so fragrant, grilled fish must be delicious. I'll put them away now."

The funny look made people laugh. Wan Ning had already sat in front of the dressing table and joked, "You see that you like these charcoals so much, you should thank the guy who drew the lot."

"Of course. Next time I have the chance to see the emperor, I will definitely thank him!"

It was Ziheng again. How many things did he have to do? Not only did he send gifts openly, but he also had to send gifts secretly.