Dethroned the Crown Princess? Then she became your mother

Quietly walking behind him, her eyes could not help but linger on his tall figure - broad shoulders, as if they could bear all the winds and rains in the world;

The waistline is tight and powerful, as solid as a mountain and as flexible as flowing water, exuding an indescribable masculine charm.

He was dressed in a dark casual suit, which revealed a bit of Zen and masculine calmness in his clean and neat appearance. The air was faintly mixed with the light fragrance of Buddha and his unique masculine scent.

An impulse quietly arose in her, and she longed to embrace this power and warmth, not only because he was the emperor above all others, but also because he himself was just like the perfect image she had imagined countless times in her dreams.

This waist and this back view all speak of persistence and self-discipline, making people involuntarily imagine how safe and intoxicated it would be if they could snuggle up to them.

Her thoughts drifted away, and she even had some naughty thoughts in her mind: Is there something enviable hidden under this belly?

This thought flashed through his mind, and then turned into a trembling desire at his fingertips, wanting to explore the hidden secret himself.

However, reality is always more direct than fantasy.

Just as she was immersed in her own world, Murong Shuo had finished washing his hands, raised his slender fingers slightly, and was about to turn around.

She quickly came to her senses and almost instinctively took the clean handkerchief beside her, gently covered the back of his hand and wiped it carefully. Her action showed both the respect of serving and the subtle intimacy.

His palm was broad and warm, easily wrapping her small hand in it, conveying a reassuring strength.

Her heart beat faster involuntarily, her cheeks felt slightly hot, and she secretly observed his reaction, expecting something and fearing something.

Suddenly, he gently exerted force and held her hand tighter. She was startled and looked up at him, her eyes flashing with panic and shyness. She quickly saluted with a weak gesture: "Your Majesty, I have come to serve you."

After saying this, she tried to carefully withdraw her hand, but her heart was filled with anxiety and anticipation.

Murong Shuo looked at her quietly, seeming to be both surprised and amused by her sudden appearance.

He had never expected that she would approach him so boldly and even take the initiative to hold his hand.

Her palms were soft and delicate, like the gentlest spring breeze, which made him a little dazed.

He slowly loosened his grip, noticing her rapid breathing and the slight trembling of her shoulders. He wondered: Why is she so nervous? Is she afraid? Or... anticipating?

Zhang Tianai withdrew her hand and took a few steps back. Their eyes met again, and the air was filled with an indescribable ambiguity and tension.

Her breathing became more and more rapid, as if even the air around her became heavy and sticky.

The distance between the two people was unknowingly shortened, as if the whole world had stopped, with only each other's heartbeats echoing in this quiet space.

Their bodies gradually moved closer, as if merging into one, their breaths filled with intertwined meanings.

A subtle ripple arose in her heart, a mixture of anticipation and hesitation. She even began to wonder whether she should pretend to cough weakly and use this as an opportunity to throw herself into his arms.

Just when they were close enough to touch, Murong Shuo suddenly turned his head away, as if intentionally keeping his distance, making her little plan fall through in an instant.

She looked at Murong Shuo's reaction and couldn't help but laugh in her heart, but at the same time she also had some doubts: Could it be that the emperor is attracted to me? This thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately covered it up with a smile.

Then, she stretched out her hand, her tone gentle and respectful: "Your Majesty, I will wipe it clean for you."

However, Murong Shuo did not accept her service as she wished. Instead, he took a handkerchief and gently wiped his hands, his movements seeming a little distant.

After completing this action, he spoke lightly, with a barely perceptible indifference in his voice: "Why are you here?"

She did not answer his question immediately, but said seriously: "I said I would come to serve the emperor, so I got up early in the morning. I learned that the emperor had just woken up, so I rushed here immediately. I guess Eunuch An will be here soon."

When she mentioned "Eunuch An", she secretly glanced at the door, only to find that Murong Shuo was looking in the same direction, as if confirming her words.

However, Murong Shuo quickly retracted his gaze, his face still maintaining an indifferent expression: "It's just a small matter, no need."

Although she was a little disappointed, she didn't intend to give up.

"The emperor didn't bring any palace maids with him?" Zhang Tianai asked.

He simply replied, "Why bring palace servants to the temple?"

This seemingly accusatory sentence actually contained his answer - he did not need her service.

She spoke again, her tone filled with a firm request: "Your Majesty, why don't you use me to serve you? I have made mistakes before, and I hope to use this opportunity to atone for them. And don't you like light food, Your Majesty? I have specially prepared some vegetarian dishes for you, I hope you like them."

As she spoke, there was a glint of anticipation in her eyes, as if she was waiting for his response.

However, Murong Shuo just glanced at her indifferently and did not show any special joy or emotion for her efforts.

She was slightly stunned, and the feeling of loss in her heart spread instantly, but she tried to remain calm: "Originally, when the people in my yard heard that I was going to cook the dishes myself, they didn't believe it. They insisted on seeing it with their own eyes before giving them fresh ingredients." She tried to use jokes to cover up her inner loss.

When Murong Shuo heard her words, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he hid it immediately.

"understood!"

Murong Shuo said he knew, and suddenly asked her: "What's the fragrance on you?"

Zhang Tianai didn’t understand at first, but then she knew and felt a little itchy.

It was her unique body fragrance, light and subtle, and one could only detect its trace when one was not paying attention.

However, has he quietly noticed it?

She did not deliberately put on any makeup, and her natural beauty was enough to make everything else pale in comparison.

Her fingertips gently circled the scattered hair around her ears, and as she slightly tilted her head back, her waist swayed inadvertently, like a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze, both subtle and full of temptation.

Murong Shuo's gaze shifted quietly at this moment, as if he didn't want this sudden emotion to disturb his heart.

Just as Zhang Tianai was about to open her red lips, the respectful voice of Eunuch An came from outside the door, interrupting the delicate atmosphere.

"Your Majesty, I have come here for breakfast. It is a gift from the former Crown Princess. I have carefully checked it. Please make your decision, Your Majesty." Eunuch An stepped in, his eyes moving between the two people, and finally fixed on the food box.

Murong Shuo responded calmly, seemingly not having much interest in this sudden "gift".

However, his eyes inadvertently revealed a hint of inquiry towards Zhang Tianai.

"This... is it really made by you?" He gently turned the Buddhist beads on his wrist.

Zhang Tianai heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Yes, Your Majesty, Eunuch An, please let me serve Your Majesty."

She took light steps forward to take the food box, her gentleness and tenacity intertwined into a touching picture.

Eunuch An seemed to be hesitant to speak, and looked at Murong Shuo from time to time, as if waiting for his instructions.

Murong Shuo, on the other hand, looked at his former daughter-in-law carefully with an almost scrutinizing attitude.

Her face remains the same, and her fragrance is even more alluring. Her black hair hangs down to her ears, her neck is as slender as jade, her waist is slim, and her hips are round. Every part of her exudes an irresistible charm.

He took a sip of tea, his eyes wandering on Zhang Tianai for a moment, and finally nodded slightly, signaling Eunuch An to leave.

Zhang Tianai continued to serve carefully and attentively.

Murong Shuo inadvertently noticed Zhang Tianai's thoughtfulness and meticulousness, and was about to nod to express his approval, but her fingertips happened to touch his lightly.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped. His fingers moved slightly, as if he was hesitating whether to withdraw quietly. Even his Adam's apple slid slightly unconsciously, revealing a trace of ripples in his heart.

However, this warm scene seemed a little awkward because of the presence of Eunuch An.

He turned his gaze to her again, with a hint of inquiry and depth in his eyes.

Zhang Tianai seemed to be disturbed by this unintentional touch. She hurriedly clenched her hand and quickly withdrew it. A blush quietly appeared on her cheeks, adding a bit of shyness and panic.

"Okay." Finally, Murong Shuo broke the delicate atmosphere and slowly stood up.