As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

He Yue kissed Ning Rushong on the right cheek. There was a very small red mole on his left cheek, which could only be seen when very close, on his fair face.

This red mole is beautifully placed, like a red plum blossom in the snow, adding to the charm. Ever since He Yue discovered it, she has liked to kiss this spot.

She was too intolerant to alcohol, and in just a moment she was already about 60% unconscious.

A dandy boy, yes! She is now a dandy boy, who is in front of her? She began to think about her identity based on what happened recently.

How could such a calm person like her sit in someone's arms so casually? He must have seduced her. Seduced her? She remembered, it was the escort!

He Yue had no strength left, she leaned motionlessly in his arms, but she started to talk without restraint, "No, I have a wife, I rejected you, why don't you give up?"

Wang Po was boasting about herself, and He Yue thought to herself that she was a very decent person. It was Su Ling who misinterpreted Madam Gao's meaning and led both of them into this ditch.

To be an attendant originally meant to accompany and serve closely, and the person to be chosen should be a nice and handsome one.

Ning Rushong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his phoenix pupils became dim. He still didn't know the details of what happened to Yueyue at the literary banquet. He had been waiting here early, but he never thought that the "wild flowers and weeds" he mentioned casually actually happened!

"Yueyue, who am I?" Ning Rushong gently held her waist and asked her coaxingly.

"I don't remember." He Yue was wondering why the attendant's appearance had changed so much all of a sudden. "Tong Yu or Tong Feng?"

There was wind and rain, but nothing about the clouds.

She looked at Ning Rusong's face, suddenly straightened her waist, clapped her hands, and her thoughts flew to an endless place. She muttered, "Pinzhenlou really knows how to do business. They picked someone who looks like my husband!"

"But you are not as good as my husband." She was now particularly harsh and looked at him, but the more she looked, the more depressed she became. "You are at most... at most 80% similar."

Has the restaurant business level reached such a high level?

Ning Rusong smiled dangerously, leaned close to her ear, and whispered to her, "Why did you reject me before?"

At the same time, he began to kiss her again, moving down and gently biting her neck. He Yue tilted her head slightly, her eyelashes trembling, and a hot and numb feeling spread throughout her body.

She still remembered to reply, but it was not very powerful, but rather annoyed, "Didn't I tell you? Because my husband and I are very happy."

Look, His Royal Highness is very easy to coax. The Crown Princess said a few affectionate words, and the storm stopped. Ning Rusong chewed the word "perfect" and was shocked. This should have been the happiest time, but he was shrouded in a great bitterness.

The situation in the previous life where he wanted to get closer but couldn't, and wanted to retreat but couldn't, was not finally broken in Ning Rushong's heart until now, when He Yue said this!

He lingered away, all his worries dissipated. He held He Yue's face in his hands and kissed her on her lips. It turned out that both of them were very soft.

Chun dropped his heart, his Yueyue, Ning Rusong's He Yue.

"Yueyue, look at me carefully. I am Chi Jue, your husband." Ning Rushong called her again and again, his lowered brows seeming to be happy and sad, mixing the love and pain of two lives together.

He Yue's mind was in a daze. As she listened to his words, she realized that he was her husband. That didn't matter. It was natural for husband and wife to perform ethical duties. Once the bed curtain was drawn, no one could blame them!

She struggled to shake her head, kissed him on the lips, and leaned out to close the bed curtain.

Ning Rushong held her waist steady, fearing that she would fall accidentally. He carefully placed her on the innermost side of the bed and turned around to close the bed curtain.

He began to kiss her almost reverently. He Yue hummed vaguely and put her hands on his clothes. "Why are you wearing something different from me? The pattern is so beautiful?"

"It's the same inside." Ning Rusong held her hand and placed it on the jade button. "Yueyue, untie it, and it will be the same."

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Halfway through, He Yue turned her head and rested her head on the pillow. Through the gap in the curtains, she saw the flickering candlelight, and picked up a strand of Chi Jue's hair and held it across her eyes.

Her hair also turned red, and she opened her lips and said something for no reason, "Chijue, look, this is the thread of love that connects us."

Ning Rusong said no, "Love is running in my blood, it will surge and flow through my whole body."

"All my love is with you, but this way, I will have no love left. What if I don't like you anymore?" He Yue teased him after the alcohol had worn off a little.

"I will love you, and love you forever." Ning Rusong replied quickly, as if he had already thought about this answer thousands of times in his mind, and he said it very smoothly, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, as long as Yueyue doesn't get tired of me."

He doesn't need to break through the maze of love, he wants to fall into it, and fall deeper. Yueyue is his only hope of life that he can hold on to.

He Yue smiled and let go of the hand that was pinching his hair. Yan Ting's little face blushed and she let him do what he wanted.

Immersed in such a situation, she couldn't tell the complicated feelings in her heart, and finally she just called him "Chijue" in a low voice.