Love arises without warning, and it has already run deep.

Do you know what it feels like to beat a drum? That big drum, the kind used on altars to worship heaven, the drumsticks striking the drum, the sound reverberating, each beat resonating deep into your heart.

These words struck a chord with Zhao Shu, and her hand, which was about to push him away, froze.

A single sentence, just a few words, stubbornly lingered in her ears, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

She seemed to be sinking into despair. What did it matter if she tried to protect herself, what did it matter if she had family feuds or personal grudges, what did it matter if she felt disheartened by the sight of Yang Fan beside her? Nothing could compare to the warmth and generosity of this chest that captivated her heart.

"Listen to me, okay?" He released Zhao Shu, but his hand grabbed her arm and made her place her palm on her heart.

"I know." Zhao Shu felt that if she heard any more sweet words, she would definitely lose her principles, so she instinctively wanted to stop it.

"At first, all I wanted was to protect you and quietly wait for you to see my goodness. Later, I realized that if I didn't do something, you might never open your heart to me." He had drunk some wine, but he wasn't drunk, and even his eyes were extremely clear.

Zhao Shu didn't understand what he meant, "What..."

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were sealed. Instantly, his head felt like it was exploding, his nerves went out of control, and his soul felt like it was about to ascend to heaven.

His lips were slightly cool and slightly sweet, but more than anything, they were domineering and cautious—domineeringly taking, yet carefully trying not to hurt her.

This tender care, this sweet yet domineering intertwining, was something she had never experienced before. She had always thought that kisses were a little wet and a little disgusting, that if a man had been drinking, he would smell of alcohol, and if he had slept with another woman, he would smell of another woman.

But his kiss made her feel his longing for her, his obsession with her, which reassured her and made her want more.

This must be insane.

The moon was bright and the stars were few. Green bamboo swayed in the courtyard. The two stood by the window, and the moonlight cast long shadows.

His hand slowly wrapped around Zhao Shu's waist. When Zhao Shu woke up, she found herself pinned against the wall. When she looked up and met his half-smiling face, her face immediately turned red.

"Shushu, you're blushing." He had wanted to see this woman blush for him countless times before.

People say that love can make a woman of steel become tender and gentle. Zhao Shu raised her hand to hit him, but found that both her hands were grabbed.

"Let go, or I'll get angry!" She glared at him, her heart filled with rage. In all her years, this was the first time she had been forcibly kissed, and she had even enjoyed it just now. A million wild beasts were stampeding through her mind. This couldn't be me!

I should exude domineering power and give him a forceful kiss!

Uh... I've gone off on a tangent.

"I miss you," he said suddenly, gently pulling her into his arms.

"Compared to losing you, what does it matter if you use me? I'm glad that I still have value to you." There was no loss, no resentment, no dissatisfaction, only gratitude, and a willingness to give my all for you.

Zhao Shu thought that this must be the most beautiful love confession she had ever heard in this life, her past life, her life before that, and her life before that.

Have you ever encountered a kind of love, a love like a moth drawn to a flame?

Have you ever seen a relationship that is unbreakable?

Have you ever heard of a sincere heart, a heart that chooses only one sip from a vast ocean of water?

She had encountered it, seen it, and heard about it, but had she ever obtained it? In her past life, Zhao Shu had fantasized about it, longed for it, but never obtained it. In this life, right at this moment, she suddenly thought that she wanted to obtain such a feeling that she had sought but could not obtain in her past life.

See, people are creatures who forget the pain once the wound heals.

“It’s all your fault,” he suddenly said.

Zhao Shu was held in her arms, her chest firm and her arms strong. She couldn't break free, so she could only bite her hard. "Who are you to blame?"

"You." He endured the pain, but his smile was exceptionally sweet.

Zhao Shu took another bite. "It was clearly you who wouldn't listen to advice, shamelessly followed me, and even acted domineeringly and frivolously towards me. Am I wrong? Is it because I'm too pretty?"

"Yes." He turned Zhao Shu over, leaning himself against the wall so that Zhao Shu could lean against him. "Is this more comfortable?"

Zhao Shu nodded. This made her feel a bit like that tyrant, but there was a flaw: she wasn't tall enough, only reaching his chest. Fortunately, she hadn't reached the age where she couldn't grow any taller.

"It's your fault for having a change of heart and being too soft-hearted," he said indulgently. If Zhao Shu hadn't suddenly had a change of heart that day, he wouldn't have exposed her. But he was also glad that she suddenly had a change of heart, which gave him the courage to kiss her today.

Zhao Shu thought about it and realized that seemed to be the case. Wasn't she just asking for trouble? Her face immediately turned as bitter as gall.

I've heard people say that you should never date someone who has no dating experience, because once you've taught him how, he'll go and teach other girls, and you'll become his ex.

“That day, I left you in the mountains, it was my fault,” he said, rubbing her brow with his hand. Whenever he saw her frowning, he wanted to soothe all her worries and shelter her from the wind and rain.

Unfortunately, she was such a suspicious and strong-willed woman that she couldn't be treated lightly or harshly. She searched through military classics and found no way to express her true feelings.

When Zhao Shu saw him on the street, she regretted saying so many hurtful things. But upon hearing this, that little bit of regret vanished.

Humans are like that; they are creatures that will take an inch and then a mile. The difference is that some people meet the man who makes them take an inch and then a mile, while others don't.

"Let's not talk about that. Let me ask you, did you give the note to Xiao Zhu Zi, saying that Empress Yi De had another son?" The handwriting was clearly his. Although she had only seen his handwriting a few years ago, she was deeply impressed by his good handwriting, which was strong, powerful and elegant.

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