The moonlight, like water, gently and quietly spilled into every corner of the room.

Dongling's hands, as light as feathers, gently glided across Li An's clothes. A faint fragrance emanated from her body, subtly wafting into Li An's nose and arousing the desire deep within his heart.

Ang Lee felt the warmth from Dongling's fingertips, and an indescribable sense of peace and contentment welled up in his heart.

He closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and let Dongling gently remove his clothes until he was only left with his thin undergarments.

At this moment, all the power struggles and court intrigues seemed to fade away, leaving only this tranquility and happiness. In this palace filled with intrigue and danger, he had finally found a place where he could feel at peace.

In that instant, he couldn't help but recall the two pills bestowed upon him by His Majesty, wondering how much longer he had to enjoy this happiness. Joy and loss mingled together, leaving Li An with a complex mix of emotions.

"Dongling, do you know how worried I am about you?" Li An's deep voice rang out in the quiet night, filled with deep concern.

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly turned around and hugged Dongling tightly, as if afraid she would disappear from his side again. His embrace was so tight, as if he were afraid she would suddenly vanish again.

"In this deep palace, you are my only support," he murmured.

Dongling nestled against Li An's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, a warm feeling welling up inside her. "My lord, to me, you are the one I will rely on for the rest of my life. From now on, my heart and body belong to you." She whispered, her slender arms gently encircling Li An's neck.

This was the first time Dongling had taken such the initiative.

Ang Lee's body stiffened abruptly, his hands hanging limply at his waist, standing there like a bewildered child, unsure of what to do.

He didn't come to his senses until a moist, warm lip touched one of his cheeks, and his heart started pounding.

He stared wide-eyed at the woman before him in disbelief. Her eyes held a determination and longing that he could not resist.

Ang Lee felt his heart pounding harder and harder, as if it were about to leap out of his chest. His breathing became rapid, and a blush rose to his face. He had never imagined that such a moment would come, that a man as flawed as him would be kissed so tenderly by a woman.

His mind went blank; only the warm, moist sensation occupied his entire thought.

“Dongling…” Li An’s voice trembled slightly. He tried to respond to this sudden affection, but he was afraid that his actions would be too abrupt and disrupt this rare harmony. He could only hug her tighter, as if he wanted to lock this warmth in his arms forever.

Dongling seemed to keenly sense the hesitation and unease deep in Li An's heart. She slightly twisted her body and gently broke free from his embrace.

Then, she reached out her slender fingers and gently stroked his cheek, the warm touch sending a shiver down Li An's spine. Under the moonlight, Dongling's eyes shone as brightly as stars.

"My lord, please don't refuse me anymore. From now on, no matter what storms we encounter or what sunshine we face, I will stay by your side without hesitation, fight alongside you, and face everything in life together," Dongling said, her voice choked with emotion.

Li An took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all his courage into his lungs. He slowly lowered his head, his gaze fixed on Dong Ling's luscious lips in the moonlight, a surge of heat rising from his lower abdomen.

Finally, he made up his mind and gently touched Dongling's soft lips with his slightly dry lips.

At this moment, Ang Lee no longer hesitated. He wholeheartedly devoted himself to the kiss, releasing all the emotions deep within his heart. Their lips were pressed tightly together, their breaths mingling, inseparable.

The moonlight was enchanting, and the atmosphere was alluring.