After being thoroughly violated, he ran away with the enemy emperor's child.

"Okay, stop doing this..."

Feeling awkward under Mo Yan's gaze, Chu Junci straightened his clothes and reassured him again, "I'm really fine."

The reason for taking the heart's blood was not entirely for Mo Yan, but more importantly, to leave Zhao and return to Dayong.

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes guiltily: "I'm sleepy."

Lying down with his back to Mo Yan, Chu Junci closed his eyes, thinking: There are only five days left until the hunt, five days later...

His thoughts were interrupted by Mo Yan, who pressed himself against his back, wrapped his right arm around his waist, and uttered only one sentence: "Aci..."

"..."

They didn't speak again, and simply embraced each other.

Five days later.

The weather was sunny and clear that day, perfect for going out.

The journey from the palace to the hunting grounds by carriage and army was not too far, taking about an hour.

Inside the carriage, Chu Junci was dressed in a white fox fur coat, with half of her black hair held in place by a jade hairpin.

Unlike his usual meticulous style, his hair was slightly messy this time, simply because—

Mo Yan styled his hair today.

At this moment, Mo Yan, dressed in a dark robe, was sitting next to him, playing with his fingertips. "Aci's hands are so soft."

"It smells so good."

"..."

Yesterday, after the imperial physician confirmed that his injuries had healed, Mo Yan reverted to his "lecherous" self.

Although I haven't done anything to him yet, but...

Seeing Mo Yan pull his hand towards a certain spot, Chu Junci could no longer bear it and pulled his hand back: "Mo Yan! You..."

Several guards and eunuchs followed outside the carriage. If they overheard...

His cheeks flushed with anger, and he moved to the side, distancing himself from Mo Yan.

The shameless Mo Yan didn't care at all, chuckled softly, and then pulled him into his arms: "Aci, I've been holding back for a long time."

Counting the days, it's been almost a month since their last time.

Growing increasingly restless, Mo Yan kissed his cheek: "Aci, you can use your hands... too."

"…roll."

Chu Junci ignored him, pushed Mo Yan aside, and lifted the carriage curtain.

The group had arrived outside the city. There was a small river not far away. Chu Junci observed the terrain for a while, then turned around and sat down on the other side.

"Aci".

Mo Yan caught up and sat down beside him: "Are you angry?"

"..."

Chu Junci closed his eyes, preferring to ignore it.

Are you really angry?

Mo Yan looked at his face and said, "I was just teasing you."

"If you don't want to use your hands, then you don't need to. Don't be angry, okay?"

Chu Junci ignored him, so Mo Yan kept calling him, "Aci..."

"Aci?"

"Shut up."

Opening her eyes, Chu Junci was confronted with Mo Yan's face. They were very close, so close that Chu Junci could see her own reflection in Mo Yan's eyes.

"Aci".

Mo Yan looked at him as well, then grasped his palms in his own and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "So, don't you want it, A-Ci?"

Yesterday, I saw…

Mentioning this, Chu Junci's face instantly turned red, and she glared at him: "...Shut up, don't say it."

"Okay, I won't say, I won't say."

Mo Yan smiled and stroked the hair on his forehead. "My Aci is easily embarrassed. I won't say anything."

Although Mo Yan didn't say anything more, Chu Junci's memories drifted back to yesterday—

As dawn broke, Mo Yan got up to attend court, only to find that the person who usually slept with perfect posture looked somewhat different today.

His Aci was slightly hunched over, his cheeks flushed, and a few tears even seeped from his eyelashes.

Mo Yan looked down and suddenly lifted the brocade quilt.

When he saw Chu Junci, he was taken aback at first, then laughed and said, "I didn't expect Aci to be here too..."

His Aci was aloof, and this was the first time Mo Yan had seen him like this in all the time they had lived together. He couldn't help but kiss his cheek: "I'll help you."

He crawled under the covers, but was pushed away just as he was about to touch someone; Aci woke up.

"Mo Yan".

His voice was still a little hoarse from just waking up. Chu Junci clutched his underpants tightly: "Come out."

"oh."

Mo Yan emerged from the brocade quilt, and the two looked at each other. Chu Junci's face grew increasingly red.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to help you," Mo Yan said innocently.

"unnecessary."

Why?

"There's no reason. Go to court and don't worry about me."

"How can that be? I'm your husband, how can I just stand by and watch you suffer?"

"..."

"Okay, Aci, let me help you, okay?"

"don't want."

Chu Junci turned over, facing away from him. In fact, he didn't know what was wrong with him either.

He was aloof and uninterested in that kind of thing, but for some reason, these past few days...

Clutching the quilt, he closed his eyes again, trying to calm the restlessness in his body.

"Aci?"

Behind him, Mo Yan called his name a few more times, but when he didn't speak, he didn't say anything more and silently got out of bed.

After getting dressed, he kissed his cheek and said, "Then I'm going to court. I'll come back to keep you company later."

**

Returning to his senses, Chu Junci looked at Mo Yan in front of him and forced a smile as he explained, "That's just a normal phenomenon."

"Everyone does it."

"Oh," Mo Yan replied, his attitude somewhat perfunctory.

"..."

Chu Junci turned his head away and ignored him.

He lifted the carriage curtain again and looked at the scenery outside the window. Before he knew it, the group had traveled more than half the distance.

"Are you tired, Aci? Do you want to stop and rest?"

Mo Yan put his arm around his waist and looked out the window as well. "At the current pace, it will take another half an hour to reach Ning'an Palace."

Considering that Chu Junci had just recovered from his injuries, the hunting ground was chosen to be Ning'an Palace, which was ten miles away from the capital of Zhao Kingdom and the closest palace to all the hunting grounds.

Even though Mo Yan had already instructed the team to slow down to ensure the carriage wouldn't bounce, he was still worried that his Aci might get tired.

"I'm not tired."

Chu Junci shook his head. "Let's continue driving."

"it is good."

The procession continued its journey, and the closer they got to the palace, the more forested the surrounding area became, with occasional fences visible.

The hunting grounds are managed and maintained by designated personnel to ensure that no accidents occur when the monarch arrives.

After traveling for another half an hour, they finally stopped in front of the palace.

Wu Xu had already been waiting at the door with his men. After the procession stopped, he went straight to the carriage and said, "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged."

"Um."

A faint voice came from inside the car, "You've worked hard."

"It's all the duty of a servant."

He bent slightly and saw the carriage curtain being lifted, revealing Mo Yan's face: "Report to me later which places you inspected."

Since it concerned Aci, Mo Yan had to double-check that nothing had been overlooked.

"Yes."

"Step down."

Wu Xu turned around and stood beside the carriage, where he heard the conversation inside.

His Majesty said gently, "Aci, be good, put on this veil."

His Aci was too dazzling, and he didn't want others to see even a glimpse of her. Therefore, every time they went out, he asked Aci to wear a veil to cover her alluring face.

Chu Junci had no objection and complied with Mo Yan's request to help him put on the veil before they stepped out of the carriage together.

As soon as the two appeared, everyone knelt down, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty! Greetings, Empress!"

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live the Empress!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yan's face suddenly turned cold.