The next morning, the first rays of sunlight shone down.

Jun Wuji opened his eyes, only to find himself leaning against Di Beiyao.

The young woman, however, was still engrossed in the military treatise in her hand, while the bonfire from the previous night had long since burned out.

Di Beiyao finished reading the last page of the military treatise before tilting her head to look at Jun Wuji, who was staring at her intently.

"Awake? Did you sleep well?"

To avoid waking him, she maintained that position for the entire night.

Fortunately, she was so engrossed in reading the military treatise that she would have definitely woken him up.

Looking at the petite woman who was getting up and stretching, Jun Wuji felt unusually embarrassed, a feeling he had never experienced before.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yao'er. Actually, you could have woken me up."

He's always been a light sleeper, so he didn't expect to sleep so soundly this time.

Perhaps it was the faint scent of mint grass emanating from Yao'er that made people feel at ease.

Qingfeng woke up early and is currently fetching water.

Di Beiyao washed his face with some water, then picked up a wild apple he had picked from the woods the night before and started eating it, glancing at Jun Wuji who was washing his face as he did so.

Yes, it's true that good-looking people find everything they do pleasing to the eye.

Look at this, even washing my face feels like an invitation to commit a crime; images of that muscular physique and eight-pack abs keep popping into my head...

Di Beiyao quickly looked away; she felt she was probably beyond saving.

All her wisdom and brilliance over the past thousand years have been ruined by Jun Wuji. You can't blame her; you can only blame this guy for being too tempting!

Then he glanced at Jun Wuke, who was also slowly and methodically washing up across from them, and...

The dragon has nine sons, and each one is different!

Compared to Jun Wuji, Jun Wuke's appearance is rather ordinary.

Just as Jun Wuji finished tidying up, she looked up and saw Di Beiyao staring at Jun Wuke, his beautiful face showing obvious disdain.

A sudden, inexplicable joy welled up inside her, and even the air seemed fresher. She walked over and gently hugged Di Beiyao from behind.

"What are you looking at, Yao'er, hmm?" He thought he would be pushed away.

To his surprise, the little one in his arms dropped the fruit pit in her hand and wiped her tiny hands on his wide embroidered robe a few times.

She wrapped her little hands around his neck, "Husband, hug me, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep~"

Her voice no longer carried its usual subtle coolness, but instead was soft and gentle, with a hint of a young girl's coquettish tone.

When these words reached Jun Wuji's ears, he felt as if a feather had been stuck in his heart.

He gently stroked his heart, which was pounding wildly at that moment, his voice becoming incredibly low and hoarse.

"good."

He picked up the little one and carried her into the carriage.

Nestled in Jun Wuji's arms, Di Beiyao's entire face was pressed against Jun Wuji's chest.

Listening to that rapid heartbeat, the inexplicable ripples of emotion from last night grew even stronger.

Hmm... I originally just wanted to tease Jun Wuji a bit, but I didn't expect this man's reaction to be so adorable.

Perhaps she could try accepting him and have a passionate, intense love affair—that wouldn't be bad at all.

Having never experienced love, hate, or passion in a thousand years, now it's time to experience it for once.

It shouldn't be too much to ask, right? As I thought about it, I drifted off to sleep.

Looking at the little one in his arms whose breathing was gradually becoming even, the tenderness in Jun Wuji's long, beautiful eyes was almost overflowing...

Qingfeng, who witnessed the entire event, was now watching the carriage with a motherly smile.

Look at how well this young couple is doing! Hmm, not bad at all! It seems the Prince Ji's mansion is on the verge of having a son!