Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

Haha, before we knew it, she'd been out for over twenty days. It's time for her to go back.

"Ning'er, you've grown taller."

Li Yuzhi looked Sang Ning up and down and said with certainty.

When they were exiled last year, Sang Ning was shorter than her, but now they are the same height.

She's grown up, and her figure is now shapely and well-proportioned. Now that she's wearing spring clothes, her curves are especially noticeable, so we need to make her some looser clothes.

Li Yuzhi took off her cloak and draped it over Sang Ning.

Sang Ning chuckled. "My sister-in-law is really wonderful. She always takes care of everyone in the family."

Even though I was in pain for a few days, I quickly cheered myself up.

Subconsciously, she felt that as the eldest sister-in-law, she had to take good care of the family for her brother, and that she couldn't get sick, couldn't be weak, and couldn't let everyone worry.

She swallowed all her pain herself.

Sang Ning truly hoped that her elder brother was still alive so that he could reunite with them soon.

The men sent to Northern Mongolia did not find the poison doctor, and even the place where he was staying was burned to the ground.

I don't know if they got wind of it and ran away or if they were retaliated against.

Now, we can only place our hopes on Master Duxin.

A welcoming procession greeted them, and Li Yuzhi and Sang Ning boarded the carriage.

……

Yangguan.

All was quiet, and the bright moon hung in the sky.

The rapid sound of horses' hooves pierced the night, echoing from one end of the street to the other.

The gates of the Prince of Dingxi's Mansion opened upon hearing the sound.

The next moment, a tall, fine horse had stopped in front of the gate.

With a lithe figure, he dismounted, tossed the reins to the gatekeeper, and strode into the mansion.

In front of the bedroom door, Momoya was waiting with a lantern.

"Aunt Tao, is Ning'er asleep?"

The man was covered in dust, his eyes gleaming in the darkness, and his voice, though low, revealed his excitement and joy.

"What? She's asleep? The young lady remembered something else and is heading back to Liangzhou."

what?

They've left again!

The light in his eyes suddenly went out, and the moonlight sank into the sea.

"Okay, I understand. You can go and get some rest."

Huo Chang'an pushed open the door and went inside.

The room had a familiar, pleasant fragrance, proving that Sang Ning had returned.

Other than that, there is nothing.

He stood stiffly in the center of the room for a long time before wearily taking off his clothes and entering the bathroom connected to the bedroom to take a bath.

After an incense stick had burned, he came out and went to bed, still damp from the heat.

This bed was newly made by him, using sandalwood, which has a sandalwood fragrance that is very calming and soothing.

The carvings depict dragons and phoenixes symbolizing good fortune, and the room is exquisitely large. It is covered with a thick and soft satin quilt and a pair of mandarin duck pillows, making it far superior to the simple bed in the military tent.

But to this day, the lady of the house has never lain down here even once!

Hey.

He turned to the side, placed one hand on the mandarin duck pillow, looked at a certain spot in the sky, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, the blankets beside him gradually bulged up until they took on the shape of a person.

"Shiro..."

"Huo Chang'an?"

"Zi Le?"

"You sleep so soundly, what if someone tries to climb into your bed?"

Sang Ning became even more eager to test him, reaching out to caress the man's body, but he remained unconscious.

Only when her hand moved downwards did he grab the mischievous little hand, flip her over, and pin her down.

"You woke up early?"

"No, I didn't sleep at all. I knew you were here."

His thick eyebrows twitched, a hint of smugness in them.

His gaze scrutinized her inch by inch, as if he were drawing her with his eyes.

Before Sang Ning could ask any more questions, he had already suppressed them.

I miss you so much, Ning'er.

There was resistance in front of him; it was Sang Ning pushing him with a "creaking" sound.

The man dared not resist in the slightest and left, only to be forcefully pushed aside, and then the girl sat on top of him.

He was shocked to discover that she was only wearing a thin undergarment, the belt of which was now loose and had slipped to one shoulder.

A light blue bra...

So beautiful.

He closed his eyes.

A raging fire rose within his body.

"Tell me, how did you know I was here?"

"It feels different there."

"Oh? How are they different?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it, but it feels like the air you once described has stopped moving."

Is the air not moving?

Sang Ning looked around, but couldn't see anything.

I can't figure it out, it's probably just a feeling!

He was the master of this space, so he should be able to see things that others cannot.

"Si Lang, didn't you call me back to get married? When are we getting married?" Sang Ning leaned down and whispered in his ear.

"I thought, tomorrow, but... but Master Duxin didn't speak."

"He's probably too hungry to talk! Never mind him, how about we consummate our marriage first?"

Is this the wedding night?

Huo Chang'an truly treated Sang Ning as someone else.

He wanted to truly marry her.

Cherish her, love her dearly.

I will never again disregard her wishes and try to possess her in such a despicable way.

In his mind, of course, the proper etiquette should be followed, and the wedding should take place before the bridal chamber.

This is the least you can do to show respect to a woman, and it's also the moral principle that a gentleman should uphold.

But now, he and Ning'er are deeply in love.

He was going crazy with thoughts.

Ning'er's offensive was too fierce.

He knew he was absolutely outmatched.

"Ning'er, come down first, okay?"

"No good. I've been wanting to try this for a long time. I have to see what it's like."

Damn it, she's been in the womb for over twenty years, do you know how hard that was for her?!

Even if I don't eat it today, I have to lick it.

"Ning'er!"

Huo Chang'an suddenly grabbed her head, her eyes were hazy, the corners of her eyes were tinged with red, her Adam's apple bobbed rapidly as she swallowed hard.

He didn't want to stay anymore.

What gentleman or not?

The woman he liked also liked him.

This was their wedding night.

"I'll go, I'll go light a pair of wedding candles..."

"Alright."

Sang Ning's face was flushed, like a ripe apple. Her mind was spinning, and she felt a sense of mystery, yet she still wanted to continue.

Huo Chang'an got out of bed, wearing his undergarments, and took out the six wedding candles that had been placed there earlier.

Carefully light the oil lamps in different directions, and then blow them out.

The room was much brighter than before.

His ears burned, and his gaze fell.

Looking at the sheen on his chest, he was once again enraged.

Sang Ning lay on the headboard, watching the man's tall and slender back, licking her lips in satisfaction.

abruptly—

Huo Chang'an's embarrassed expression changed, and he twitched his ears as he looked towards the door.

A short while later, the old lady's anxious voice rang out from outside.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother, get up!"

problem occurs!

Huo Chang'an ran to the bedside as fast as he could.

He and Sang Ning quickly got dressed and rushed over to open the door.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Found him, found him... Your older brother, your older brother has appeared! The master predicted it, he's alive, he's alive!"

The old lady was speaking incoherently, but Huo Chang'an and Sang Ning both knew what she was saying.

The two exchanged a glance and then hurriedly ran towards Master Duxin.

Li Yuzhi was already in Master Duxin's room.

She clutched her clothes to her chest, barely daring to breathe, watching as Du Xin solemnly studied a horoscope.