Inside Zhangtai Palace.

The charcoal fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, blocking out the ice and snow outside the window. The hall was warm and peaceful, just like a spring day.

Chu Yuening was half lying comfortably on the soft sofa, holding the account book of the Treasure Pavilion in her hand and browsing through it carefully.

After seeing the astonishing sales of the perfume, she couldn't help laughing out loud, her eyes sparkling as if they had turned into the shape of gold cakes.

Hey, a lot of small change...

She has money to support A Zheng again.

And the infrastructure of Daqin can also continue to be developed.

Hearing the strange laughter, the emperor, who was reviewing memorials, paused his pen and looked up in confusion.

I saw a little fox with its legs raised up, shaking them from time to time, as if it was happy to have found money.

Ying Zheng: I am touched by my little wife’s cuteness again.

His brows, which were furrowed due to political affairs, couldn't help but relax, and the solemnity in his phoenix eyes faded, and was filled with a relaxed smile.

"What makes Yue Ning so happy? Why don't you share a few things with me?"

A deep and mellow male voice reached Chu Yuening's ears, awakening her mind which had been clouded by the gold cake.

I originally didn't want to disturb the man's work, but now that he asked, I naturally don't need to suppress my inner excitement anymore.

She jumped up, trotted over, and sat on the man's lap without any hesitation.

Afterwards, he handed the account book to the man as if presenting a treasure, but all his thoughts turned into just one sentence.

"Perfume makes so much money!"

At this moment, because of excitement, the woman's eyes widened slightly, her glass-like pupils were black and lustrous, shining with a crystal luster, as if waiting for praise.

Ying Zheng raised his lips and smiled, rubbed her head lovingly, and praised her in a tone like coaxing a child.

"Yuening is great."

"Hehe~"

Chu Yuening enjoyed it very much. She rubbed her head against the man's big, broad palm and smiled with her eyes curved.

More like a little fox, Ying Zheng thought.

He couldn't help but rub it again. The palm of his hand felt soft and smooth, like the finest silk, making him unable to let go.

When he saw the little fox pouting angrily, he withdrew his hand reluctantly.

Then, not satisfied with himself, he took her hand, wrapped it in his big palm, and rubbed and kneaded it with his fingertips.

The woman's hands were extremely beautiful.

The fingers are slender and long, with fair skin and bones. There are curved white crescents on the round nails, and the white and tender knuckles are a light peach pink, as if they were carved from fine mutton-fat jade.

Her hands are truly as soft and slender as jade catkins.

Ying Zheng played with the smooth jade hand in his palm. When he saw the delicate skin that was rubbed red by him, his eyes darkened and he couldn't help but lean over and kissed it.

Chu Yuening watched the man's movements silently and fell into deep thought.

Why does this technique feel like petting a cat?

She clearly remembers the entire process of a classmate named Shi petting a cat when she was in school.

First, touch the cat's head and smooth its fur, then hold the cat's pink and tender pads and rub and kiss them.

Finally, suck the cat's fat belly madly, accompanied by a perverted and devilish laugh.

She still remembers it so vividly now, that devilish laughter seems to still echo in her ears.

Chu Yuening suddenly shuddered all over and pulled her hand back reflexively.

The softness in his palm suddenly disappeared, and Ying Zheng couldn't help feeling a little lost.

He hugged the warm and soft girl in his arms, kissed the side of his wife's face affectionately, and asked gently.

"What's wrong? Did it hurt you?"

Although she understood that these were words of concern, Chu Yuening couldn't help but think of them in the wrong way.

She lowered her eyelashes, a little pink appeared on her cheeks, and she quickly changed the subject.

"No... I was just thinking about something else."

"What is it?"

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with interest.

Since there are not many government affairs in winter, he is happy to spend time with his wife.

Chu Yuening thought about it, looking embarrassed, but she still didn't want to hide it from her husband.

"In addition to giving perfume to a few friends, I also gave some to the royal family, and..."

"...Empress Dowager."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gentle smile on the emperor's lips instantly disappeared.

The tense facial lines made his face look particularly cold and hard, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes were dark and unclear, as if there was a cold light floating in them.

Even though he did not show his supreme power, the air pressure that dropped to freezing point was still chilling.

For a moment, the hall was eerily quiet.

Chu Yuening stared at the sharp jawline and suddenly panicked.

There was annoyance in her eyes and she apologized nervously.

"I'm sorry, A Zheng, I acted on my own..."

Realizing that he had frightened his wife, Ying Zheng immediately restrained his aura and his cold expression suddenly softened.

He patted the back of the person in his arms, kissed her forehead, and comforted her softly.

"Don't panic, Yue Ning. I don't blame you."

With the gentle comfort, Chu Yuening's uneasiness gradually faded away.

She snuggled in the broad and warm chest, smelling the crisp cool fragrance, and was surrounded by a full sense of security.

After a while, a voice as soft as a mosquito was heard.

"A Zheng, I just want to share some of my worries with you."

"Well, I know Yue Ning's intentions."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and gazed at the delicate and timid person in his arms. His eyes became softer, so soft that it seemed as if water was about to ooze out.

It was precisely because he knew the reason that he was angry with certain people.

His little wife doesn't need to compromise or please others.

Even for him, he didn't want to.

Chu Yuening still had her brows furrowed tightly, her face showing worry.

"But the royal family..."

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