"Little Ge'er, you are mine, and you can only be mine. I'll hide you away, and from now on, only I will see you. You can only stay by my side, okay?"

Wan Ge quickly withdrew her hand, completely shocked, as if struck by lightning. What had she just heard?! Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!

What nonsense is Mu Zhuochen spouting? Does he even know what he's saying?

While she was still wondering how the other party would kill her, the other party developed feelings for her that he shouldn't have.

So all his anger and his attitude toward himself during this period were because he liked her?

…

Wan Ge couldn't describe her feelings, and what she really didn't want to admit was that she felt no repulsion whatsoever.

After losing her parents, only the other person has been protecting her, even though she always thought that the other person just wanted her to live as a puppet emperor.

To be honest, if she weren't afraid of death, Wan Ge wouldn't be afraid of Mu Zhuochen at all, let alone hate him.

Without him, she would probably have died a thousand times over.

However, when you find out that the person you thought wanted to kill you actually likes you, the feeling is indescribable.

Moreover, at this moment, in this setting, and with the other party saying such morbid things.

Wan Ge suddenly shoved the person, but even though she used all her strength, she couldn't move them at all: "What...what did you do to me?"

Mu Zhuochen touched her lips with his fingertips and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's just muscle relaxant, it won't harm your body."

Wan Ge felt a chill run down her spine, and goosebumps rose all over her body: "What...what exactly do you want to do?"

“I’ve already said I want to hide my little Wange.” He knew Wange would definitely not agree, so he simply carried out his plan and hid her away.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this is wrong of you. How could you treat me like this?" Wan Ge tried her best to calm herself down, knowing very well that she absolutely could not provoke him at this moment.

"Good boy, I'm not your biological uncle. Call me Achen, I want to hear it."

Who knows how many times he dreamed of Wan Ge calling him A-Chen in a soft, gentle voice, as if she held him dear in her heart, as if the whole world only loved him.

But every time I wake up from a dream and see Wan Ge again, all I feel is timidity, fear, unfamiliarity, and alienation.

Wan Ge was numb; facing Mu Zhuochen like this, she truly didn't know what to do, so in the end, she chose to say nothing.

Mu Zhuochen clearly sensed it, and somewhat angrily lifted Wan Ge's chin and kissed her.

Wan Ge was stunned. He really... really did that! He really likes her? No, no! Who likes someone like that? This is wrong, this is abnormal!

While she was in a daze, Mu Zhuochen deepened the kiss.

"You...you..." Wan Ge gasped for breath, unable to speak clearly, whether from embarrassment or anger, it was hard to tell. "Mu Zhuochen, you're really crazy!"

"Yes, I'm crazy. I went crazy when I saw you hugging that woman." God knows how jealous he was.

"But it's okay." Mu Zhuochen said softly again, "No one will stop us from being together anymore."

"What do you want to do! Mu Zhuochen, you can't lay a hand on him." Wan Ge's heart skipped a beat. If she wasn't so panicked before, she was completely flustered now.