“Chenhan Mountain”.

Zhao Zhi took a deep breath. "I just promised my brother that I would return after my confinement period, but actually, it's a roundabout plan. I still have some things to take care of in Yun Dynasty. I..."

Her hesitation, in Shen Hanshan's eyes, was a sign of certainty; she had made up her mind not to return to Da Xuan.

He thought to himself: What Zhao Yi said is true.

Shen Hanshan stood up helplessly and paced slowly around the room, his anxiety evident on his face. Suddenly, he walked to Zhao Zhi's bed, cupped her head in his hands, and forcefully covered her lips with his.

"Ugh—ugh—"

Zhao Zhi pushed hard against his chest, cursing inwardly, "Shen Hanshan, you beast! I'm still in my postpartum period! How can you be so alluring?"

Nan Ying brought in freshly cooked red date and millet porridge and happened to see this erotic scene. She quickly lowered her head and quietly retreated.

When Asagao saw Nan Ying come out again with millet porridge, she asked her what was going on.

Nan Ying stammered, her face as red as a ripe persimmon, then made a pouting gesture. Asagao, with a sudden flash of insight, realized that the young master and young lady must have been kissing, and Nan Ying had caught them.

She whispered to Nan Ying to go in a few minutes later, since the porridge had just been taken out of the kitchen and was still warm!

Inside the room, Zhao Zhi was breathless from Shen Hanshan's kisses. Her nails dug hard into Shen Hanshan's neck, and although Shen Hanshan felt the pain, he refused to let go.

The way they were behaving was like a hunting dog that had just bitten into a delicious piece of meat and couldn't get enough of it.

After a long while, Shen Hanshan finally released Zhao Zhi with satisfaction. Looking at her swollen lips and bloodshot eyes, he said, "Zhao Zhi, in this life, you can only have one man—me!"

"Shen Hanshan, what's wrong with you?!" Zhao Zhi said angrily. "I feel like you're the one who should be in postpartum confinement! Look at you now, so emotionally unstable, you don't look like a father at all!"

Nan Ying, who was listening outside, sensed that something was wrong with the conversation inside and quickly called out, "Miss, the red date and millet porridge that was just cooked in the kitchen, let me bring it in for you!"

Zhao Zhi then nudged Shen Hanshan, quickly straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, and ordered Nan Ying to come in.

Shen Hanshan took the jujube and millet porridge from Nan Ying and gestured for her to leave, saying that he would be fine here.

Seeing Nan Ying leave, Zhao Zhi reached out to take the bowl of porridge from Shen Hanshan's hand. Shen Hanshan moved aside, dodging her hand, and instead scooped up a spoonful, carefully bringing it to her lips, and said gently, "Ah, open your mouth."

Zhao Zhi opened her mouth shyly, put the spoon in her mouth with a small mouth, and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Shen Hanshan.

Shen Hanshan patiently fed Zhao Zhi a whole bowl of porridge, spoonful by spoonful.

Finally, he placed the bowl of porridge on the coffee table beside him, and taking advantage of Zhao Zhi's inattention, he leaned over and covered her lips with his, a fleeting touch like a dragonfly skimming the water, before quickly leaving.

He met Zhao Zhi's angry and embarrassed gaze, and suddenly laughed, "I've been feeding you so diligently for so long, I should at least get a taste."

Zhao Zhi's face instantly flushed with two blushes, like the first rays of dawn.

Embarrassed, she buried her face in the blankets, tilted her body slightly, turned her back to Shen Hanshan, and pretended to be about to sleep.

The joy in my heart was like millet porridge with brown sugar, incredibly sweet and growing ever stronger.

Shen Hanshan stood silently behind her, his gaze fixed on her back, the smile on his face gradually fading.

Under the brocade curtains and silken veils, with which man will the lovely and innocent Zhao Zhi spend the night in the future?

The thought of this possibility made Shen Hanshan feel as if he were being stabbed in the heart, and the veins on his arms bulged out without him realizing it.

No! He absolutely will not allow that to happen!