Day breaks and night falls, night falls and day breaks, day after day.

For the past three days, Jialan has been adrift in the illusion created by Ningqing, without a moment of clarity.

They only let him go after he lost consciousness.

Garan opened his eyes, staring blankly at the curtains above him.

No one knows how he spent those three days.

Even he himself didn't know how he managed to get through those long and wonderful three days.

Yes, wonderful!

However, they forcefully seized it against their own will and showed no sign of stopping...

Jialan ground his teeth, feeling an itch in them.

He turned to face Ning Qing and saw that he was fast asleep.

She lowered her head and bit him hard on the chest.

Ning Qing, who was in her sleep, suddenly felt a pain in her chest and immediately swung out a palm, trying to slap away the person who was disturbing her peaceful dream.

Jialan saw Ning Qing, whose eyes were tightly closed, swing a palm at him.

Sensing something was wrong, he immediately jumped up to dodge the palm strike.

But right now, he felt weak all over and his whole body ached terribly.

He quickly lost his balance and fell to the ground, lying on the bed.

A loud "bang" woke Ning Qing from her sleep.

Ning Qing opened his eyes and saw his wife clutching her lower back and writhing on the bed.

Ning Qing was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

What kind of act is my wife putting on?

Could it be... that I haven't worked hard enough these past three days, causing him to...

Before Ning Qing could think further,

Seeing that Ning Qing was awake, Jialan glanced at her.

She pouted her little lips and complained with a rather aggrieved expression.

"Sir, are you trying to deny having slept with someone and now intend to kill them to cover it up?"

Ning Qing reached out and rubbed his lower back, knowing that she had gone too far these past few days and that her wife definitely couldn't take it.

Blinking his eyes, looking completely innocent, he began to coax her.

“My wife, don’t talk nonsense. I have already made a promise to you for a lifetime, and I will naturally treat you well in this life.”

Jialan glanced at Ning Qing again.

A knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door.

Ning Qing glanced at the tightly closed door with considerable displeasure.

"What is it?"

A respectful voice came from outside.

"My lord, the Second Prince and the Crown Prince have visited several times with their entourage these past few days, but they have been unable to see you. Today, they have even brought the Imperial Army here, determined to see you."

Upon hearing this, Jialan felt a pang of anxiety. That night, he and Jiaqian didn't put on much of a pretense.

Many people probably remember what the two of them looked like.

He suddenly looked at Ning Qing.

As their eyes met, Ning Qing's deep and unfathomable eyes softened slightly, calming his tense and flustered emotions.

Ning Qing raised her hand and gently stroked his smooth, delicate long hair.

He spoke softly.

"Don't worry, lie down here for a while, I'll be right back."

As she spoke, she placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

Then she got up and dressed, her movements flowing smoothly and gracefully.

Jialan propped her head up with one hand, gazing intently at the beautiful scenery.

A slight smile curved his lips, revealing a satisfied expression.

This is the woman he loves; she is impeccable in both appearance and figure.

His kung fu is truly remarkable! I'm extremely satisfied.

Ning Qing, who was dressed neatly, saw him like this.

She raised an eyebrow, walked over, bent down, and gently flicked the tip of his nose with her slightly bent index finger.

"Are you satisfied with what you see? Hmm..."

His voice carried a hint of doting affection.

Garan nodded honestly.

"Very satisfied."

As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around Ning Qing's neck.

He planted a heavy kiss on her lips.