Ying Zheng couldn't resist his wife's clinging and coquettish behavior, and with his expectations in mind, he finally agreed.

An hour later.

In a flat and vast desert, fine sand sparkles like a flowing golden sand sea, and the hills in the distance are rolling.

The woman was wearing a dance dress with stripes of green, blue, orange and red, which was brightly colored and gorgeous. A flowing orange shawl was draped over her snow-white arms, which were adorned with gold bracelets.

Her hair was combed into a flying bun, with exquisite horn combs, hairpins and hairpins inserted on it. Her jade neck was adorned with an intricate and gorgeous necklace made of gold, agate, jade, gems and pearls.

Her jade-like face was painted with bright and gorgeous makeup, a red lotus-shaped flower ornament was dotted between her eyebrows, and the plump and full lips were painted with the brightest rouge.

The whole person is elegant, wealthy and radiant.

Ying Zheng had never seen a wife as beautiful as a peony, so dazzling and radiant.

In his impression, Yue Ning was like a clear, ethereal, holy and noble moon.

But no matter what she looks like, his heart will still beat fast and he will still fall for her.

Chu Yuening saw the man's surprised look, smiled sweetly, then picked up the pipa and began to dance.

In the golden desert, a sweet and melodious sound of a pipa rang out. A stunningly beautiful woman tapped her toes, raised her hands, jumped, turned around, and glanced back...

The rhythm is brisk and powerful, and the dance moves are grand and relaxed.

As light as a startled swan, as graceful as a flying dragon.

The snow-white, flexible waist was adorned with a golden waist chain inlaid with five-colored gems. It swayed flexibly, and every movement was full of strength and beauty.

With the light and graceful dance steps, the bright and colorful clothes and scarves fluttered in the wind, just like fairies flying in the sky, showing a unique exotic charm.

Really——

Holding the lotus in her bare hands, she steps lightly on the clear sky.

The colorful clothes with wide belts flutter as they ascend to heaven.

Ying Zheng quietly admired this stunning dance, his phoenix eyes becoming brighter and hotter.

At this moment, he suddenly experienced firsthand the famous masterpiece of the great poet that Yue Ning mentioned.

The clouds think of clothes and the flowers think of beauty, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is gorgeous.

If we hadn't met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace.

Even the goddess above the nine heavens is no more than this.

No, no matter whether it was a fairy or a goddess, in his eyes, none of them could compare to the peerless and beautiful figure before him.

But when he saw the woman dancing in the sky, as if she was about to leave this mortal world and return to the heavens, he couldn't help but feel a surge of panic in his heart.

He was afraid that she would leave, and that all the beautiful things before him were just a false dream.

When he woke up from the dream, he was alone again.

When the woman finished dancing and walked towards Ying Zheng with a sweet smile, he rushed forward and hugged her, which was rare for him to do.

His strong and powerful arms were tightly locked around her waist, and his tall and muscular body completely confined her in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would slip away if he wasn't paying attention.

"Yuening, you must stay by my side forever, otherwise..."

Otherwise, he didn't know what he could do.

Chu Yuening raised her eyes and stared at his sharp and cold jaw, feeling his fluctuating emotions, and sighed in her heart.

He is such a strong, cold, aloof and determined person, but at this moment he inexplicably feels vulnerable.

Heartache flashed in her beautiful eyes. She hugged him back tightly, patting his back gently and soothing him in a soft voice.

"Alright, alright, of course I will always be with my A Zheng."

"Otherwise, if you leave Zheng Baobao alone and secretly drop the little pearl, I will be heartbroken."

“…”

"A man crying for no reason is a sign of weakness, not a true man."

"I won't."

"Okay, okay, our housekeeping baby is the most powerful man in the world."

After feeling a little relieved, Ying Zheng held the soft and smooth waist and rubbed it suggestively with his fingertips.

"Yuening, let's go back to the palace. I think—"

"No, you don't."