"Your Highness!"

"Where's Masaru?"

At 2:15 PM, Hua Qingcheng came to Lingkun Courtyard after taking a bath, but did not see Mu Lige in the dormitory.

"Reporting to Her Royal Highness, Zhengjun is still reading in the study." Yuanyu, who was guarding the door, responded respectfully.

"Still in the study?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Qingcheng's beautiful brows frowned slightly, just like the calm lake being blown by the breeze, causing ripples.

Is her husband too studious? Hua Qingcheng raised her eyebrows slightly, then turned and walked towards the study.

Shu Mo and Li Xiang, who were waiting at the study door, were about to greet Hua Qingcheng when they saw her coming, but she simply waved them away.

Hua Qingcheng stood at the door of the study, looking at the handsome man who was reading by lamplight in the study at night. A hint of tenderness flashed across her bright and clear eyes.

At this moment, Mu Lige, dressed in a dark casual suit, sat at his desk. His bony fingers gently flipped the pages, making a faint rustling sound, as if he were playing a soft melody. His eyes remained lowered, immersed in the world of the book, as if he had forgotten everything around him.

Mu Lige, reading a book, looked focused and serious, occasionally frowning as if pondering a confusing passage. His angular lips pursed slightly, revealing a stubborn determination, as if he was determined to understand everything clearly.

However, when Mu Lige read something that interested him, his sword-like brows would relax, and the corners of his mouth would inevitably rise slightly, revealing a doting smile. His smile was as bright and warm as the sun, making people want to get close and feel his joy and happiness.

"Brother Li, it's late at night, what are you still busy with?"

Although Hua Qingcheng also wanted to appreciate the "Handsome Man Reading Picture" for a while longer, Mu Lige was pregnant after all, and was about to give birth, so it was not suitable for her to sleep too late. She could only speak out to break this touching picture.

"Qingqing, why are you here?"

Mu Lige, who had been immersed in a book, was moved by Hua Qingcheng's voice. He paused turning the pages of his book and looked towards the dashing figure walking towards him from the doorway.

Hua Qingcheng wore the bright yellow dress that befitted her status as a princess. The hem was embroidered with delicate patterns, swaying gracefully with her steps. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, shimmering with a lustrous black light, as captivating as ripples of water in the sunlight. Her appearance was elegant and fresh, like a fairy descended to earth, breathtaking.

Mu Lige's eyes fell on Hua Qingcheng's face, unable to move away. Hua Qingcheng's eyes were smiling, and her eyes revealed a deep tenderness and sweetness. Mu Lige felt inexplicably stagnant in his heart, as if the whole world had stopped turning in an instant.

"Brother Li, do you know what time it is now?"

Hua Qingcheng came and sat down next to Mu Lige, gave him a look of pretended anger, and raised her hand to gently scratch the tip of his nose, but her bright eyes were full of tenderness.

Mu Lige returned Hua Qingcheng's gaze with a smile, his eyes doting and warm. Gazing at each other, the two, without needing words, felt their hearts connect. Lost in each other's gaze, Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige felt as if time had stopped, the world as still as if they were the only two left.

Hua Qingcheng gently held Mu Lige's hand. His palm was broad and warm. The slightly thin calluses on his hand made people feel distressed, but also inexplicably gave people a sense of security.

Feeling the warmth from Hua Qingcheng's palm, Mu Lige felt a warm current surge through his body and flow into his heart. Mu Lige grasped Hua Qingcheng's soft little hand in his own, silently expressing his determination to protect her from the wind and rain.

Mu Lige placed Hua Qingcheng's hand on his lips and kissed it, looking at her with eyes filled with love, contentment, and gratitude. His heart was filled with tenderness at this moment. He knew that he had found the love of his life. This woman was everything to him, his only one.

"Brother Li, don't look at me like that..."

Hua Qingcheng stood up from her seat, gently cupped Mu Lige's handsome face, and then leaned down to kiss his lips. It was still that familiar warmth and softness, with Mu Lige's warm aura, making one unable to resist sinking into it...

Mu Lige slowly closed his eyes, savoring the tranquility and beauty of the moment. He could feel Hua Qingcheng's warm fingertips tracing his face, moving slowly, each movement so gentle and full of care.

Mu Lige wrapped his arms around Hua Qingcheng's neck, his lips and tongue melting with hers, deepening the kiss. Holding each other tightly, they felt each other's heartbeats and breaths. Mu Lige knew that with this woman by his side for the rest of his life, he, who had been weary wandering the world, would no longer feel lonely, both physically and mentally.

A quarter of an hour later, Hua Qingcheng sat quietly beside Mu Lige and read the book with him for a while.

Of course, it was Mu Lige who was reading, and Hua Qingcheng was reading Mu Lige. There was no other way, her husband had a stunningly handsome face, definitely much more beautiful than the book...

Mu Lige was tall and straight, his broad shoulders and solid chest giving people an unparalleled sense of security. His embrace was warm and generous, as if it could accommodate everything. When he held you tightly in his arms, you could feel his pounding heartbeat, his deep love and gentle care for you.

Mu Lige has a gentle personality and a good temper. He will listen patiently to your words, and whenever you need him, you can always find him. However, Mu Lige also has a domineering side. When he decides to do something, he will go all out, regardless of the consequences, to achieve his goal.

Mu Lige exuded a masculine aura rarely seen among men in a land dominated by women, making his presence impossible to ignore. His words and actions were filled with confidence and charm, making one want to submit and follow his lead. His aura was fresh and pleasant, as if one could smell the sun and sea breeze, making one feel incredibly comfortable and at ease.

Mu Lige's voice was deep and magnetic, as if it could penetrate any obstacle and reach the heart and soul. His words were full of power and wisdom, each word moving and captivating, possessing an incomparable charm.

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Everything about Mu Lige makes one unable to resist indulging in him and falling for him. He is like a clear spring, refreshing the heart and washing away all dust and fatigue. He is also like a bright light, illuminating the way home when you are tired, so that you will never feel lost.

"Brother Li, it's late. We... should go back and rest."

Hua Qingcheng, who was counting Mu Lige's advantages in her heart, suppressed the upward curve of her lips. Then she took the hand of the man who was sitting at the desk reading, supported him back to the dormitory, hugged him, and had a good night's sleep.