Mu Qingcheng didn't know if she had slept at all last night, and when she opened her eyes again, she didn't know what year it was!

And so I remained adrift, in a hazy, half-awake state.

A ray of bright sunlight peeked through the gap in the vermilion bed curtains, casting a bright streak of light on the wall.

When she woke up, she was somewhat dazed. Before her were vast expanses of red silk bed curtains and dark red brocade quilts woven with intricate gold thread patterns, so luxurious that it seemed unreal.

The air was filled with the familiar scent of gardenias, a light and delicate fragrance that was her favorite incense.

But... her chest felt heavy, making it hard for her to breathe. Her legs were also restrained by some weight, making it impossible for her to move.

In a daze, she seemed to have a dream in which she was suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain by the Buddha.

Feeling unbearably stuffy, she finally woke up completely, wanting to see what was so heavy. What she saw nearly made her jump (if she could).

Under the quilt, it seemed she wasn't wearing anything at all, just lying naked...in...mmm...in his arms!

Yun Qing's arm was across her chest, and his leg was pressed against hers, holding her tightly in his embrace. Her back was pressed against his chest, and she could even clearly feel his even breathing.

She looked down and saw his smooth and strong arms. A thought suddenly popped into her mind: Yun Qing... was he also not wearing any clothes?

Oh my god! How embarrassing! The absurd and passionate scenes from last night suddenly resurfaced, making her ears burn and her breathing rapid.

She turned her head slightly and saw Yun Qing's peaceful sleeping face. He was sleeping so soundly, his brows relaxed, without any of his usual sharpness.

Thankfully he didn't wake up... otherwise, it would have been so embarrassing.

Mu Qingcheng held her breath and tried to gently pry his arms off her chest with both hands, moving her body away little by little. She had only moved an inch when the force around her waist tightened unconsciously, pulling her back to where she was.

"Where to?" His voice was hoarse from just waking up, but his eyes were still closed—it turned out that he had already woken up before she opened her eyes.

"You, you're so heavy... you're making it hard for me to breathe." As soon as she said this, Mu Qingcheng was stunned—was that her voice? Why was it so hoarse?

"Oh, is it so."

Yun Qing finally moved his arm away, but did not let go of her. He lay down, wrapped his arms around her waist, and gently lifted her up, bringing her onto his body.

"Then you can press down on me!" A smile appeared in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of being heavy."

Mu Qingcheng was instantly at a loss, not knowing where to put her hands: "I... my legs are numb... I need to get up and move around... I should get up!"

She was like a slippery fish, wriggling and trying to slide off him, but he easily caught her in his arms with one arm.

"What's the rush?" He buried his face in her long, flowing hair, a muffled laugh echoing in his chest. "Looks like last night wasn't enough... Nuannuan even has the energy to get up. How about we..."

"No! You can't!" Mu Qingcheng hurriedly turned around and covered his mouth with her hand. "Stop fooling around!"

Yun Qing chuckled softly, but used a little force to press her head back against her chest: "Then lie down for a while longer."

How could she possibly fall asleep like this? Mu Qingcheng was held tightly in his arms, and she mumbled in a low voice, looking aggrieved, "Yun Qing... I'm so hungry."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qing chuckled softly and finally released his arms: "It's time to eat, I'm hungry too! Let's go eat!" His words still carried a hint of languor, but he had already turned over and sat up, the brocade quilt slipping down to reveal his smooth shoulders and back.

Mu Qingcheng hurriedly covered her burning cheeks with the blanket, but she couldn't bear to cover her eyes.

Yun Qing quickly put on his inner garment and called out to the outside, "Someone come here!" His voice had returned to its usual clear and melodious tone.

Zijing and Zipei, who had been waiting outside the door, quickly summoned several maids. The maids tiptoed in, carrying warm water, clothes, and toiletries, all with their heads down, not daring to look around. Only Zijing and Zipei had smiles they couldn't hide on their lips; they were happy for their mistress.

Mu Qingcheng was so embarrassed that she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, leaving only her eyes showing.

Yun Qing did not ask them to stay and serve her, and waved for them to leave! Zi Jin and Zi Pei understood and put down their things, then quietly withdrew, considerately closing the door behind them.

When Yun Qing turned around and saw her like this, her smile deepened.

"They're gone." He sat back down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to pull her, blanket and all, close. "Would the Crown Princess like to wash up first, or should breakfast be served first?"

"I want them all..." Her voice was muffled under the covers.

"Then, should I help the Crown Princess change her clothes?"

Mu Qingcheng said in a muffled voice from under the covers, "I don't need you to serve me. Get out of here, get out of here..."

Yun Qing stopped teasing her, got up, took her clothes and placed them by her pillow, then went behind the screen to change. The rustling sound of fabric came, and Mu Qingcheng quickly crawled out of bed, hurriedly putting on the brand-new imperial-colored casual clothes.

After the two had washed and dressed, breakfast was already laid out on the table in the outer room. It was still just congee and side dishes, but each dish was exquisite, with a plate of crystal shrimp dumplings that were delicate and translucent, and particularly tempting.

As soon as Mu Qingcheng sat down, Yun Qing naturally placed a shrimp dumpling on her plate.

This was a very ordinary gesture, just like before. She buried her head in her food while he attentively served her dishes. She ate the shrimp dumplings in small bites, the sweet and fresh taste melting in her mouth.

"This is delicious, Yunqing, you should try some too!"

Yun Qing took a bite with her chopsticks, and it was indeed fresh, fragrant and juicy. This dish was served every day, but from today onwards, these dishes tasted different!

After breakfast, Yun Qing did not go to the study immediately as usual. He took her hand and gently stroked her fingertips with his fingertips.

"I have nothing to do today, so I'll keep you company," he said. "Would you like to take a walk in the garden, or would you like to stay inside and read?"

Before Mu Qingcheng could answer, there was a soft knock on the door. A maid announced that Su Qingyan and Mu Yao had come to pay their respects.

Yun Qing frowned almost imperceptibly, clearly displeased that his time alone had been disturbed. Mu Qingcheng, however, smiled and shook his hand: "Let them in. I was very grateful to them for keeping me company yesterday."

As soon as Mu Yao entered the room, her eyes sparkled as she looked at the two of them, and she smiled and said, "Sister Mu, you look so radiant today, like a flower that has drunk dew."

Su Qingyan bowed respectfully before raising her eyes and jokingly saying with a smile, "It seems we've come at an inopportune time, disturbing Your Highness and Her Majesty's peace and quiet."

"You still came knowingly," Yun Qing replied calmly, but her hands carefully poured Mu Qingcheng a cup of hot tea, the care she showed in her actions was self-evident.

Mu Qingcheng felt a little embarrassed by their stares and quickly changed the subject.

"Sister Su must have come for something, right?"

Su Qingyan smiled and said, "Of course, do you think I'm that kind of person who doesn't know what's good for me?"

Yun Qing's face darkened: "Speak quickly, what is it!"

"We came to ask Your Highness whether the homecoming banquet tomorrow should be held at the Ning residence or at Lord Fang's house?"

As Mu Qingcheng was pondering, Yun Qing directly refused: "No need, Nuan Nuan has her own home, why should she wrong herself!"

"What do you mean?" Mu Qingcheng was completely bewildered. Her home wasn't here, and she wanted to go home to tell her parents and brother that she was married, but unfortunately...

Just as Mu Qingcheng was pondering, Yun Qing spoke again: "Nuan Nuan, have you forgotten the Mu family mansion in the bamboo forest?"

Mu Qingcheng immediately understood: "You mean..."

Yun Qing smiled and took her hand: "That's your home. Let's go back and visit tomorrow!"

"it is good!"

Su Qingyan and Mu Yao also missed that place very much, so the three sisters agreed to go back and visit together.

Yun Qing was unhappy again. What did this have to do with them? They were always trying to steal his wife. Humph!

After chatting and laughing for a while, they talked about recent interesting events. Yun Qing mostly listened quietly, but her gaze was always fixed on the smiling profile of the person beside her.

May the years be peaceful and the happiness last forever. May time remain this beautiful forever.

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