Dethroned the Crown Princess? Then she became your mother

The stubbornness hidden in the fragility is as moving as the plum blossoms blooming tenaciously in winter.

Chunmei tried to stop it, but seemed powerless.

"Girl, girl..." Her call echoed in the rain, and her eyes followed the towering figure - Murong Shuo.

He slowly approached, leaned over and gazed at her. A fresh and unworldly fragrance inadvertently spread out. Even the rain could not conceal her uniqueness.

"You did nothing wrong." His voice was low and firm, like a spring breeze, warming Zhang Tianai's clammy heart.

"Get up." He stretched out his hand, trying to give her strength.

When their fingertips lightly touched, it was as if an electric current was jumping in the air and instantly spread throughout the body. It was a heart-pounding shock. The heartbeat seemed to stop at this moment, and then suddenly accelerated, stronger and clearer than any previous time.

"Your Majesty, am I really not wrong? Why have you been avoiding me? I long to atone my sins..." There was a hint of trembling in Zhang Tianai's voice. She held that hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

This sudden close contact caused both of them to lose consciousness for a short time.

It was an unprecedented experience, so intense that it was unbelievable, as if the whole world had stopped.

"You are right. Go up and rest first. You just fainted." Murong Shuo's voice sounded again. He tried to pull back his hand, but he was struggling in his heart.

He knew that this action was inappropriate, but he could not resist the wonderful feeling at that moment.

He stepped back gently, motioning Chunmei and Eunuch An to come forward and help Zhang Tianai back to the bed.

However, Zhang Tianai didn't seem willing to give up. Half of her body was still leaning towards him, her hands still tightly holding him, and she even wanted to get closer.

Murong Shuo felt mixed emotions, and he was surprised why he let go of his hand so easily.

Was it because he didn't like the tingling sensation? No, it was clearly a throbbing sensation he had never experienced before, a wave of emotions he had never experienced before.

Zhang Tianai's heart was even more turbulent. She had never thought that she would have such strong feelings for a former "father-in-law".

The feeling was so real, so strong.

At this moment, both of them fell into deep aftertaste, recalling the electric shock feeling at that moment, which was a double shock to the mind and body.

This was an unprecedented experience for them.

Suddenly, he felt the woman in his arms approaching him in an indescribable subtle gesture, as if unintentionally yet deliberately, and his heartstrings were gently plucked again.

He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, with a barely perceptible gentleness in his voice: "Rest well first, we'll talk later."

He gently took her hand and guided her back to the soft bed, settling her down with Chunmei and the others.

However, during this subtle movement, there seemed to be an irresistible force that caused the corner of her quilt to slip off inadvertently, revealing a shoulder as pure as snow.

That skin is so white that it can almost illuminate everything around it, as if it has never been touched by the world, making people involuntarily imagine endlessly - is there an even more attractive scenery underneath?

At this thought, ripples appeared in his heart, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the white color, and he was reluctant to look away for a long time.

Those shoulders were slender and delicate, like newly opened petals, so beautiful that they made people feel pity and want to take good care of them.

Its charm is beyond the scope of what words can describe, and is even more charming than her appearance.

His fingers unconsciously brushed across that skin, which felt as delicate as silk and had a fragrant aroma that intoxicated him.

Fragments of memory flashed back in my mind. It was the moment she fell down. The rain slid down her wet body, outlining a suffocating curve. The temptation was more direct and intense than at any other moment.

Although he tried to hide it at the time, the shock was deeply engraved in his heart.

At this moment, he was more aware that this hidden beauty should not be peeped at, especially not by others.

He turned his gaze to Eunuch An beside him, his eyes revealing unquestionable majesty: "You, step back a few steps."

The implication is that even if she was once the Crown Princess, her dignity and privacy cannot be violated.

Zhang Tianai raised her head slightly, exchanged a knowing look with him, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks.

She naturally knew that her little trick had been seen through, but she felt an inexplicable joy and shyness in her heart.

Former father-in-law? No, now he is her emperor, and the pure love in her heart is quietly growing.

Chunmei witnessed all this from the side, her expression complicated and changing.

She wanted to cover up for her daughter, but was also worried that the emperor had seen everything. She was extremely anxious, but did not dare to speak easily.

In the end, she could only pray silently, while secretly thinking about how to prepare the necessary items for the girl. After all, the sudden rain made it impossible for them to leave this place for the time being.

In the gentle yet slightly tense atmosphere, Murong Shuo witnessed the scene before him, and secretly decided in his heart, first whispering instructions to the women in the room.

Zhang Tianai instantly understood the emperor's intention. She clenched the edge of the quilt with both hands and glanced at Chunmei with a flash of her eyes, her eyes full of complex emotions.

Chunmei also looked hesitant, and they both tacitly worried about each other's situation.

"What are you still hesitating about?" Murong Shuo's voice was gentle but carried unquestionable power, breaking the delicate silence.

Zhang Tianai finally plucked up the courage, gently pushed Chunmei, and signaled her to leave first.

The atmosphere is more subtle.

Murong Shuo's eyes were like torches, and he turned directly to Eunuch An beside him. He ordered briefly and forcefully, "You also step back."

Eunuch An understood what he meant, but he couldn't help but wonder what His Majesty meant by this move.

In his quick glance, he seemed to have seen a secret that he should not have seen. He could only bow and retreat, secretly guessing the emperor's intentions in his heart.

As the door closed, only Murong Shuo and Zhang Tianai were left in the room.

Zhang Tianai's heart was in turmoil. She frantically tugged at the quilt, trying to hide her naked embarrassment. Her voice trembled slightly, "Your Majesty, please return. I'm fine. I'll return to the palace to serve you once I've recovered."

There was both persistence and pleading in her words, but her physical disability made it difficult for her to complete a complete salute. She could only stand there awkwardly, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Seeing this, Murong Shuo did not retreat, but slowly approached.

"What are you afraid of? I just want to help you." He spoke softly, and then reached out his hand, carefully pulled up the slightly thin quilt, and carefully covered her.

Zhang Tianai was touched by this sudden tenderness. She widened her eyes and looked at the almighty emperor in front of her, with unprecedented emotions surging in her heart.

Her cheeks were as red as the morning glow, which was a natural expression of shyness and a true reflection of her inner feelings.

"Forget it, everything is fine." Murong Shuo's voice was gentle and firm. He patted her shoulder lightly, then carefully brushed the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears. His actions were full of unquestionable care and protectiveness.

He spoke softly, but with undeniable strength: "Cover yourself with the quilt."

"Your Majesty..." Zhang Tianai finally spoke, her voice as thin as a mosquito, a mixture of shyness and awe, making her almost sink in this heavy emotion.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at the pair of eyes as deep as the sea beneath the lofty dragon robe.

Upon hearing this, Murong Shuo's eyes fell on her softly.

He reached out his hand again and gently touched her forehead.

Zhang Tianai wanted to dodge, but she seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and could not move. She felt her heart beating like a drum and her whole body was tense.

"It's not hot." Murong Shuo confirmed softly, with a barely perceptible hint of relief in his tone.

He slowly withdrew his hand, his demeanor showing the demeanor of an emperor, yet also delicate and tender.

Zhang Tianai couldn't help but grab the hand that had just left her forehead.

When she realized her loss of composure, she looked up suddenly and met Murong Shuo's deep and complex eyes.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and all words seemed redundant.

She hurriedly let go of her hand and stared blankly at the emperor in front of her.

Murong Shuo's gaze lingered on her for a moment, finally landing on her slightly pale hand.

He thought to himself that what the imperial physician said was true. There was indeed something wrong with the medicine she took, and it seemed like she was a little poisoned.

Who is it? How dare you be so bold!

He was burning with anger, but his face remained calm and composed like an emperor.