After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

"That's good!" Zhong Ning said, with a hint of fatigue between his brows, and turned to ask Qi Yu, "Why are you here today?"

"Your Majesty was worried about you and sent the Black Dragon Guards to protect you. It happened that this matter was reported to the palace, so I was able to come here..." Qi Yu said this, a hint of apology flashed in his eyes, but more of it was fear. "Sorry, I'm late..."

Zhong Ning shook her head, her voice tinged with sobs, "No, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid this princess's mansion would be a river of blood tonight..."

"The emperor is still waiting for you in the palace. You can go ahead. I'm fine here..." Zhong Ning sniffed and said gently.

Qi Yu held her in his arms and said softly, "It's not your fault... They asked for it... The Black Dragon Guards have captured a few of them alive, and they will definitely give you an explanation..."

Zhong Ning leaned in his arms, tears streaming down her face.

She killed a lot of people today, more than she had killed in the hunting grounds before...

Even though she had been mentally preparing herself, she was not a truly cold-blooded person after all. How could she not react?

If there is no one to support her, this matter will be buried deep in her heart. On some dark nights, she will be alone, burying the fear bit by bit with her own hands.

But now there was someone by her side, comforting her, and these fears slowly disappeared along with her tears.

Wait a little longer, until she develops a cold-blooded heart, then maybe she won't be afraid anymore.

She cried for a long time, and when she realized something was wrong, she was already naked and was carried into the bathtub by Qi Yu.

Zhong Ning finally realized what had happened. He covered his face with his hands and refused to look up, burying his whole body in the bucket of water.

It seemed that only in this way could he forget the social embarrassment he had just experienced… Qi Yu chuckled softly, “Your Highness, are you shy?”

"Go away... Go quickly..." Zhong Ning blushed as he tried to get them to leave, but when they were about to leave, he couldn't help but call out, "Qi Yu..."

Qi Yu froze and turned back, only to see Zhong Ning raise his eyes and suddenly ask, "Are you angry today?"

Zhong Ning recalled Qi Yu's extremely forbearing look when the marriage was arranged in the palace today.

"Well... a little," Qi Yu explained in a low voice, "but it's not that I'm unprepared. I had anticipated what would happen today when I expressed my feelings to His Highness."

"Do you regret it?" Zhong Ning leaned over to the bucket, put his arm on the edge of the bucket, and looked at him with wet eyes.

"Your Highness, do you want me to regret this?" Qi Yu asked firmly.

Zhong Ning lowered his eyes and replied softly, "I am a contradictory person. I hope you will regret it, but I also don't want you to regret it..."

"If you regret it, you can withdraw from this and find a girl of equal status to spend your life with. You don't have to stay with me alone, hiding from the light of day..."

She knew that the emperor would not allow Qi Yu to have anything to do with any royal forces, let alone let her marry the princess. Even now, he just turned a blind eye.

So even if she was reluctant, she would let him go as long as Qi Yu regretted it.

Complex emotions surged in Zhong Ning's eyes.

After hearing this, Qi Yu was silent for a long time. Then he quickly stepped forward, bent down and kissed her...

The cold lips ground Zhong Ning's sanity. She instinctively wanted to push him away, but she eventually succumbed.

The almost trembling kiss seemed to contain endless pain and reluctance, and it was only after a long time that he finally let go.

"Your Highness... From now on, you have a prince consort, a real husband, so do you not plan to have a minister anymore?" Qi Yu asked in a hoarse and trembling voice.

"No," Zhong Ning shook her head slightly, resting her forehead against his, breathing closer to him, "I just don't want you to suffer this kind of injustice... If you want to leave, you can leave at any time..."

"Your Highness, you like me, right?" Qi Yu finally realized something and couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, I like it..."

So I don't want you to get hurt.

So I want you to stay away from me and have your own marriage and lover...

"That's enough..." Qi Yu muttered, "That's enough... Your Highness, don't worry. I'm not a fool. Life is short, and being able to occasionally accompany Your Highness is enough!"

"I still have to go to the palace to report. Your Highness, please have a good rest and don't let your mind wander."

After saying that, Qi Yu smiled, then stood up and left...

At the same time, Gu Mingzhe suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His bodyguard Sanfu was horrified and immediately rushed out to find the imperial physician.

But Gu Mingzhe stopped him: "It's a turmoil outside right now, many doctors are needed, I'm fine, don't make a fuss..."

"But young master..." Sanfu advised worriedly, "If the Prime Minister and his wife knew, they would be so heartbroken..."

Gu Mingzhe shook his head. She was already very tired, and he couldn't cause more trouble at this moment...

After waving his hand to let everyone leave, Gu Mingzhe lay flat on the bed with his clothes on, his eyes blank.

Just now, he finally broke through the encirclement and wanted to go to her, but saw that she was held in Qi Yu's arms, and then directly carried into the bedroom.

Gu Mingzhe couldn't help but think that she must have been scared at that time, after all, so many people died.

But now, they are in the room, what will they do?

Will she cry in Qi Yu's arms out of fear, or will she do the most intimate things like when she was with him?

I can’t think about it, it hurts my heart.

Even though Princess Zhaohua had told him countless times before that she was different from ordinary women and would not stay with just one man.

She will have lovers, many lovers.

But he didn't take it seriously.

Because he was confident that with him, the number one young master in the capital, in front of him, no man could be better than him.

But now, seeing her in the arms of another man... Gu Mingzhe felt as if his heart was being plucked by a pair of huge hands...

He curled up involuntarily due to the pain.

It turns out that there is such a huge gap between knowing and seeing with your own eyes.

It turned out that there were times when he felt unconfident and wanted to doubt himself.

She likes Qi Yu more, right?

It must be, otherwise she wouldn't stay quietly in his arms, eyes full of dependence...

She seemed to have never seen herself like this before.

Gu Mingzhe let his thoughts fly around, turning into one flying thread after another, strangling him tightly, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He kept his eyes open until the early morning, then slowly closed them and fell into a deep sleep.

.......

At this time in the palace, Emperor Yong smashed a whole set of chrysanthemum porcelain tea bowls, his face as gloomy as water.

They forced his daughter in public during the day and sent someone to assassinate her that night.

Do they still take him, the emperor, seriously?

Do they still have any loyalty to one another?

"Investigate! Whoever dares to assassinate the princess will be executed..." Emperor Yong gritted his teeth and shouted this. Then, as if thinking of something, he asked, "Is Zhaohua scared?"

Qi Yu suddenly remembered her slightly trembling body when he held her in his arms, and replied with a cupped hand: "Your Majesty...The princess was indeed frightened."

I cried in his arms for a long time, how could I not be scared?

Emperor Yong was silent for a moment, then glanced at Qi Yu with a troubled look before asking, "Didn't Gu Mingzhe stay by her side?"

(Come on! Today is another day of hard work!)