The princess returns strongly, and the divorced regent is busy chasing his wife

Nangong Mingxuan's heart felt as if it was being gnawed by millions of ants, and the reluctance almost swallowed him whole.

However, reason was like a bright light, illuminating his way forward and making him clearly realize that what Ouyang Miaoling said was correct.

To achieve the greatest victory with the smallest sacrifice and solve this difficult problem at hand is indeed the wisest choice at the moment.

Despite this, he was unable to suppress the surging emotions in his heart. He endured the pain and nodded slowly, indicating that he agreed with Ouyang Miaoling's plan.

Then, his face showed deep worry, and he said solemnly: "Although I have approved your plan, you must promise me one thing, that is, you must make sure you return safely no matter what. If anything happens to you, I... I really don't know what to do!"

Ouyang Miaoling took light steps and walked slowly past Nangong Mingxuan.

Just as the two of them passed each other, Nangong Mingxuan suddenly stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms like an iron clamp.

His strength was astonishingly great, as if he wanted to rub Ouyang Miaoling into his body, forever inseparable.

At this moment, the only thing in his eyes was the woman in his arms who made him worried, filled with endless attachment and reluctance.

Ouyang Miaoling also buried her petite body deeply in the man's broad and warm chest, fully enjoying the warmth and peace given by the man from another world.

She listened quietly to the other's strong heartbeat, feeling the love and strength that continued to flow from her, as if the whole world only had the two of them.

The next morning, when the first ray of golden sunlight shone through the window and gently fell on the extremely spacious bed, Ouyang Miaoling gradually woke up from her sleep.

Her consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and she only felt that she was in an extremely comfortable and safe harbor.

When she fully woke up and realized that she was lying in a broad and strong arm, an unprecedented sense of security instantly surged into her heart and filled her heart.

She twisted her body slightly, trying to break free from the man's arms and sit up.

However, as if sensing her movement, the man's originally relaxed arms suddenly tightened, and he pulled Ouyang Miaoling into his arms again.

His embrace became tighter and tighter, as if he was afraid that if he let go he would lose the treasure in front of him.

Ouyang Miaoling leaned close to the man's ear, opened her red lips, and whispered in a voice as soft and graceful as a yellow oriole singing out of a valley: "Ah Xuan...it's getting late, we should get up."

Her seemingly casual whispers carried a hint of subtle teasing and provocation, like a spring breeze blowing across the calm lake, stirring up ripples.

This kind of provocation instantly ignited the long-suppressed desire in the man's heart, causing him to suddenly open his eyes from his sleep, and his two sharp eagle-like gazes shot straight at the ignorant woman in front of him.

Then, he waved his arm, turned over swiftly, and pressed Ouyang Miaoling's petite body firmly under him.

At this moment, the two looked into each other's eyes, and they were so close that they could even clearly feel each other's warm breath.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the air around him became unusually heavy. Nangong Mingxuan felt his breathing suddenly stagnate, a warm current quickly rushed to his cheeks, and his ears uncontrollably flushed with an alluring blush.

His chest heaved violently and he gasped for breath, his heavy breathing sounding particularly clear in the silent room.

However, he was ultimately unable to suppress the desire that was surging in his heart.

He slowly lowered his head, his deep and blazing eyes fixed on Ouyang Miaoling's pretty face, and then without hesitation, he gently covered her pink and sweet cherry lips with his two thin lips as soft as jade.

At the same time, his large and powerful hands began to wander restlessly around Ouyang Miaoling's slender and soft waist, his movements skillful and full of tenderness and affection.

Ouyang Miaoling recalled the passionate scene last night, and she was so frightened that she suddenly came back to her senses from her passionate state.

The marks of her love from last night were still on her body, and she didn't want to do it again so early in the morning.

So she pushed the man hard, trying to make him regain consciousness, but the man was already deeply involved and relived the tenderness of last night with her without saying a word.

Ouyang Miaoling woke up again, and the man was no longer beside her. She touched the edge of the bed where his warmth was still lingering, and shyly buried her head in the quilt.

At this time, Xiaoyun, who had been waiting outside the door, heard the noise in the room and pushed the door open.

She called out softly, "Princess....are you awake?"

Hearing Xiaoyun's voice, Ouyang Miaoling finally poked her head out, looked outside and asked, "What time is it now?"

Xiaoyun briefly recalled, "It's time to reply to the master's words."

When Ouyang Miaoling heard the time, her face changed drastically and she said, "Xiaoyun, why didn't you wake me up? Don't you know that I still have something important to do?"

After saying that, she stood up and put on her cumbersome clothes. Xiaoyun also hurried forward to help, helping to change clothes while explaining: "The prince told me when he got up in the morning that you were tired last night and asked you to rest more. She will arrange the march for you today, so I didn't disturb your rest and let you sleep until you wake up naturally."

After listening to Xiaoyun's explanation, Ouyang Miaoling slowed down her movements. She had just stood up in a hurry and didn't feel anything wrong with her body. But after slowing down, she felt sore all over, and her legs were sore and weak that she stumbled and almost fell.

If Xiaoyun hadn't been quick to support her, she might have made a fool of herself and fell to the ground.

She tried hard to steady herself, and then instructed Xiaoyun, "Since the prince is helping to arrange the march, I am not in a hurry. Go and prepare hot water for me. I want to take a bath."

Xiaoyun looked at her with a smile and replied: "Master, don't worry, the hot water has already been boiled. I will help you to the bathroom right away."

After hearing Xiaoyun's reply, the blush on Ouyang Miaoling's face spread and went all the way to her ears. Then she looked at Xiaoyun and pretended to be angry and said, "You silly girl, when did you learn to tease your princess? Hurry up and lead the way." After that, she stood up and went to take a bath with the help of Xiaoyun.

In the military camp, Nangong Mingxuan had already made all the arrangements. The firearms battalion that Ouyang Miaoling wanted was also ready to go at Nangong Mingxuan's command.