Dethroned the Crown Princess? Then she became your mother

"Your Majesty..." She called again softly, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice, like the faintest starlight in the night sky.

"Hmm." Murong Shuo's response was low and deep, and then he slowly said: "You finally saw me?"

Zhang Tianai responded softly. Instead of closing her eyes to avoid him, she deliberately opened them wide. Her panic was mixed with a rare determination. "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Her voice was as soft as the night breeze.

"Why? I am also asking myself why I am here. Just because I want to come and see you." Murong Shuo's words were a bit self-deprecating, but also revealed sincerity.

Zhang Tianai wanted to say something but stopped herself. The night became her best cover. She didn't need to pretend to be weak, just a hint of imperceptible weakness and panic in her voice.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, why would you..." There was a hint of confusion and surprise in her words.

"I heard your sleep talk last night. You said you were attracted to me and longed to be with me."

Murong Shuo's words flowed slowly, each word clear and powerful.

Zhang Tianai called out "Your Majesty" again.

Murong Shuo stared at her, his eyes flashing with complex emotions: "Do you want to know what I think? I agree."

"Agreed?" Zhang Tianai repeated softly, with an indescribable wave in his heart.

Feeling her body trembling, Murong Shuo suddenly leaned over, kissed her lips gently but firmly, and held her tightly in his arms.

In between kisses, he whispered, "Since you are loyal to me, I will grant your wish. I—"

Zhang Tianai gradually gave up resistance and allowed herself to immerse herself in this sudden tenderness.

She hugged Murong Shuo tightly, her hands tightening unconsciously, as if she wanted to engrave this moment in her heart forever.

Murong Shuo felt her response and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He said nothing more, but deepened the kiss, which gradually turned from gentle to passionate.

Zhang Tianai finally relaxed completely. She no longer had any reservations and responded to Murong Shuo's kiss wholeheartedly.

She hugged him tightly, as if wanting to merge herself into his world.

At this moment, all words seem redundant, only each other's breathing and heartbeats are intertwined, telling of endless affection and commitment.

He gently raised his hand, his movements filled with tenderness and exploration, his fingertips caressing and lips touching, as if the whole world was swaying gently with this delicate intimacy.

The bed hummed softly and the curtains fell quietly, adding a hazy touch to this private moment.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Zhang Tianai's voice was full of tenderness and joy. She called softly over and over again, lingering in Murong Shuo's heart.

He felt his blood boiling like never before. The woman's voice contained endless temptation and charm, yet also had an indescribable unique charm that made him intoxicated and unwilling to extricate himself.

Outside the window, the moonlight that was originally imprisoned by dark clouds seemed to break free from its restraints, playfully penetrating the clouds, casting mottled light and shadows, and shining through the exquisite diamond-wood stained glass windows, covering the dark room with a layer of soft glow.

Under the moonlight, Zhang Tianai's face became clearer. Murong Shuo's eyes met hers again, and the intimacy between the two escalated again. Even the shy moon quietly hid behind the clouds, unwilling to disturb this deep affection.

On the other side of the capital, in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, when the night was quiet, two hearts could not fall asleep.

The wife of Marquis Weiyuan and the old lady tossed and turned, each filled with doubts and speculations about the visit of His Majesty's envoy.

The sudden decree broke the tranquility of the mansion like thunder, catching everyone off guard.

The lady murmured to herself: Those words seemed to reveal an intention to protect Zhang Tianai, which made her both surprised and dissatisfied.

Although the old lady also did not understand the meaning, she felt an inexplicable sense of relief in her heart and was secretly happy about the turn of Zhang Tianai's fate.

She thought the child was in a desperate situation and beyond redemption, but unexpectedly, a word from His Majesty turned the situation around.

Although she didn't understand the situation, she was happy to see this result. She even began to consider whether she should temporarily put aside her prejudice against Zhang Tianai and give her more tolerance.

The eldest son and others in the mansion were even more concerned about this matter and vowed to find out the truth.

They were puzzled as to why His Majesty had an encounter with Zhang Tianai during the prayer trip, and they even suspected whether there was an unknown secret hidden behind this.

The old lady's prejudice against Zhang Tianai seemed to be deeply rooted, but later she saw through the calculations around her - to exchange Zhang Tianci's safety for Zhang Tianai's danger.

Although she was reluctant in her heart, she still couldn't hide her concern for Zhang Tianai's safety.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep, but Lady Weiyuan Hou's emotions were surging like the tide.

Her disgust for Zhang Tianai was as intense as the summer heat, difficult to dispel.

In her eyes, Zhang Tianai was nothing more than a withered flower, having lost both her chastity and her dignity. How could the world allow her to survive?

She sent several secret letters, hoping to get rid of her as soon as possible, but was repeatedly frustrated. The girl seemed to be immortal, which made her extremely angry.

What puzzled her even more was that His Majesty personally intervened in the matter and sent an envoy. It seemed as if the situation had reversed overnight.

Suspicion filled her heart: When had His Majesty and that girl ever met? Could it be that His Majesty didn't completely dislike her?

Everyone in the mansion was paving the way for Tianci. Although he had entered the house now, he still felt unstable because that girl Zhang was like a ghost that lingered around, repeatedly disrupting the situation and even not hesitating to hurt Tianci.

His Majesty's move was like a bolt from the blue, leaving her feeling uneasy.

When the dawn broke, she acted quickly. She first sent people to the temple to investigate, and then made careful arrangements to monitor her mother-in-law's every move, for fear that something unexpected would happen again.

At the same time, she was secretly thinking about how to discuss with the Marquis and the Prince and his wife to completely cut off this tangled entanglement.

In her mind, only by completely removing the obstacle of Zhang Tianai can she ensure Zhang Tianci's worry-free future.

How could she enter the imperial palace in an instant? Whether she sent an envoy to inform him, or walked through the palace herself, it took time to slowly unfold.

In the ancient temple, Zhang Tianai slowly woke up. Pain was her closest companion at the moment. Every slight movement was accompanied by subtle protest, but she responded with a smile, which was a gentle aftertaste of last night's storm.

The emperor's power was far beyond her imagination. Just as he looked so majestic, it caught her off guard and caused ripples in her heart.

When she opened her eyes again, she instinctively reached to the side, but only felt a cold void. She looked to the side and found that the emperor was gone. She was the only one left to enjoy the morning tranquility and privacy.

Her gaze shifted to herself. The bed was messy yet charming, and her clothes were no longer tidy. Everything was self-explanatory. It was a testimony to last night's passion.

Looking at the door leading to the outside world, I couldn't help but wonder, where is Chunmei? Why haven't I heard her voice or seen her?

Last night, she was secretly worried that Chunmei's waking up would reveal the secret, but fate seemed to be particularly kind to her, allowing everything to proceed quietly.

In fact, all of this was her careful planning.

Her state of mind has quietly changed, from not wanting the affairs of the temple to be revealed to wanting her private time with her former father-in-law to be known.

So she no longer obstructed the emperor from sending someone back to report the news.

Last night, she seized the fleeting opportunity and let everything happen naturally.

After all, the dead of night is the best stage for emotions and desires to intertwine.

Recalling the emperor's expression when he discovered it was her first time, she couldn't help but feel an indescribable sweetness and pride in her heart.