Main Characters: Yu Yuanzheng, Shangguan Ziqi
Yu Yuanzheng transmigrated into the original host on her wedding night. Upon arriving, she was immediately forced to listen to her cousin and hus...
Shangguan Ziqi knew that Mrs. Wang was trying to fool him again when she smiled mischievously.
He tightened his arms and held her in his arms, "Tell me quickly, or I will make sure you can't get out of bed tomorrow."
His voice was low and contained a hint of danger.
Yu Yuanzheng felt her ears getting hot, but she still managed to keep a tough face: "You, you are threatening me!"
Shangguan Ziqi suddenly stood up, picked up Yu Yuanzheng by the waist, and walked towards the bed, but his eyes were fixed on Yu Yuanzheng's face, waiting for her to beg for mercy.
Yu Yuanzheng was not threatened by him.
Instead, he looked over his shoulder at the three sleeping children.
The meaning is very clear. How dare he do that in front of the child?
"Look at them, they are nothing. They are not even four-year-old children. Once they fall asleep, they can't be awakened even by thunder." Shangguan Ziqi was not threatened.
Yu Yuanzheng still didn't say anything, but put her arms around his neck.
Shangguan Ziqi gently put the person on the bed and took off his clothes before getting on.
Then there was another round of intimacy between the couple.
And when that moment came, Yu Yuanzheng couldn't help but say those words again.
This time Shangguan Ziqi heard it clearly.
"Madam, are you fond of me?" Shangguan Ziqi hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear.
That bewitching voice made Yu Yuanzheng feel as if he was in a cloud of mist.
At this moment, she didn't want to think, she just wanted to experience the afterglow of the passion.
"Husband, you guessed it right, which is: I love you." Yu Yuanzheng answered him while still breathing lightly.
I love you!
These three words burned into Shangguan Ziqi's heart, imprinted on his mind like a brand.
Shangguan Ziqi tightened his arms.
Then, he kissed Madam Wang intensively on her forehead, cheeks, nose tip, and finally on her lips, never wanting to leave.
From crazy to gentle.
It's like kissing a priceless treasure.
And this is the most precious and priceless treasure he has ever encountered in his life.
He will cherish it.
"Madam, I like you too." Finally, Shangguan Ziqi expressed his feelings from the bottom of his heart.
That night, the two of them were close to each other in body and heart.
There were their three children beside the bed.
The family of five, their soft breathing seems particularly peaceful in this small world.
The soft moonlight came in through the window and quietly slid over them.
The next day, Yu Yuanzheng woke up late again. When she woke up, the three children had already been carefully taken care of by the maids to go to class.
She didn't know anything about it.
Since the children have left and my husband has also gotten up and gone out, I guess he is going to the training room to practice martial arts.
Since no one is taking care of her, she'll just stay in bed for a while longer.
Anyway, Concubine Li didn't ask her to pay her respects.
Then I recalled the madness of last night.
I think back to that time when we went crazy in the bathtub.
That time gave her inspiration and she opened the iron box.
Why didn't she get any inspiration this time?
"I love you, I love you!" Yu Yuanzheng repeated it several times but couldn't find any feeling.
On the contrary, these three words made her blush and her heart beat fast.
In my heart, I cursed Shangguan Ziqi sweetly: bad man.
When she turned her head, she saw the small iron box placed on the table.
The password is only six characters long. If it is English, then it is three characters long.
Yu Yuanzheng sat up, got off the bed and carried the small iron box onto the bed.
The weather is cold now and the bed is warm.
She had read the poem on the box countless times.
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The intention of the visitor is deep, and the two of them are soulmates who enjoy each other's company.
The love is hard to break when the black hair is entwined with each other, the love is even truer when the hair is together.
We drink together under the moon and in front of the flowers, and our hearts are connected even though we are thousands of miles apart.
In this life, I wish to be a mandarin duck, flying side by side and never leaving each other. "
Yu Yuanzheng recited the poem over and over again.
"Hey, such a simple and easy-to-understand poem is just expressing the love between two people, that is, I love you and you love me."
She had tried grouping every word in the poem into groups of three, but none of them worked.
She dialed a few numbers at random.
"Could it be these three words: I love you?" Yu Yuanzheng murmured.
She has never tried these three words.
There is no hint pointing to these three words.
Without holding out for much hope, she found the first letter of the pinyin of the three words "I love you" in order from the sixteen English letters and started to play with them casually.
What did she hear when the last digit was heard?
“Click!”
"No?"
Yu Yuanzheng was suddenly so overjoyed that her hands were shaking.
She picked up the small iron box and looked at it carefully.
"Open?"
This is a blessing in disguise?
She couldn't believe it.
And just at this moment, Shangguan Ziqi came back covered in sweat.
Obviously he went to practice martial arts.
"Awake?" Shangguan Ziqi saw Yu Yuanzheng sitting on the bed, as if in a daze.
He took the towel and wiped his face.
Mrs. Jie did not respond to him.
"What's wrong?" Only then did he realize that something was wrong with his wife.
"Husband, I feel like the box seems to be opened." Yu Yuanzheng's eyes were still fixed on the box, feeling a little unreal.
But she did hear the sound.
"Really?" Shangguan Ziqi heard it and excitedly took two steps to the bedside, "Have you opened it and taken a look?"
"No, I just dialed a number and heard a slight "click". I was looking at it and you came in." Yu Yuanzheng came back to his senses.
As soon as his hands were empty, the box fell into Shangguanziqi's hands.
He was afraid that there was a hidden door inside, so he opened it himself to avoid accidentally hurting his wife.
The two men came to the table and Shangguan Ziqi gently put it down.
"Are you sure you heard the sound?"
"Sure." Yu Yuanzheng was sure.
She was alone in the room, and there was no other sound, so the "click" was loud but very noticeable.
Shangguan Ziqi stared at the combination lock, moved the six small locks up one by one, and then carefully closed and raised the lid.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed.
Shangguan Ziqi moved incredibly quickly and flicked his fingers, sending the golden light flying away from Fang Qi.
"bite!"
The sound of metal falling to the ground.
Shangguan Ziqi put down his left hand that was opening the lid and put the lid back on.
The couple then saw what had fallen on the ground.
Shangguan Ziqi squatted down and picked it up.
"It's a key, and it's made of gold." Yu Yuanzheng saw it at a glance.
It is a small and exquisitely crafted key.
She was startled by the flying shit just now.
If her husband had not come back just now, she would have opened it herself.
The key must have flown out and hit her. Although it wouldn't kill her, it must have hurt considering the speed.
Is this ancestor testing people?
"Um."
Shangguan Ziqi lifted the lid of the small iron box again. This time he did not encounter any danger and opened it easily.
"Wow, it's gold again." Yu Yuanzheng became obsessed with money as soon as he saw the gold and couldn't wait to pick it up: "It's gold leaves again."
"Only gold can be preserved. If it's paper, if the iron box encounters fire, won't it turn into ashes?" Shangguan Ziqi explained.
"Husband, look, there are words on it too."
"Yeah, I see it. But this time it's not pinyin, but characters." Shangguan Ziqi had already learned pinyin from Yu Yuanzheng and could tell it at a glance.
Yu Yuanzheng took out all the gold leaves inside, and there were surprisingly more than before, fifteen leaves in one pile.
There is a number at the bottom of each page, which indicates the page number.
Our ancestors were really thoughtful.
"My dear, this is a letter written on gold leaves."