Liang Qingchen was about to put the mask back on, but Jiang Muyu stopped him with a chuckle: "Just kidding, there's no need to wear it anymore. Give your face some air."

"Don't you think it's ugly?"

"It's pretty ugly, but I can't see it clearly without turning off the lights."

He put down the mask as he was told, walked aside and extinguished the oil lamp.

Jiang Muyu stood up and helped him take off his outer robe. She rested her chin on his neck and asked coquettishly, "Ah Chen, where have you been these days?"

There was a scent of alcohol in her voice, and it was obvious that she was quite drunk.

"Always in Xuancang." Liang Qingchen touched her cheek, which was a little hot, so he turned around and helped her lie down, saying softly: "You are wearing too little, stay in the quilt quickly, don't get frozen."

She hooked her little finger around his and said softly, "Come in too."

"Um."

He took off his shoes and socks, lifted the quilt, got in, put his arms around her waist, and got close to her.

Jiang Muyu sensed the familiar scent of pine from him, which had a soothing effect.

He rested his chin on the top of her head and whispered, "When did you recognize me?"

"If I say that I had doubts when I first met you, would you believe me?"

"I believe it." He chuckled softly, his chest trembling muffledly: "It seems that my disguise skills need to be improved."

"You once said that Liang Qingchen can always recognize Jiang Muyu. Now I tell you that Jiang Muyu can also recognize Liang Qingchen."

He was moved, and he ran his slender fingers through her hair, tenderly and lovingly: "Zhao Zhao, I'm sorry for having wronged you during this period."

Jiang Muyu bit his collarbone lightly. It didn't hurt, but it felt like a cat scratch, which was itchy.

"I am truly wronged. When you succeed in your mission, you must compensate me double."

He kissed her forehead: "Okay."

"Ah Chen, how long will you be busy?"

"It will be solved soon...soon."

She was silent for a moment, then asked, "Will you be an emperor in the future?"

"Yes." He said firmly.

She was speechless for a moment, and in her heart she was already recalling the historical dramas she had watched. It is said that emperors are the most ruthless, and it is said that being with an emperor is like being with a tiger. If Liang Qingchen became the emperor, their relationship would gradually become distant.

At that time, he would marry many daughters of ministers in order to consolidate his position, fill his harem, and have offspring.

Perhaps in the future they may also end up with the fate of love, and the love they once had as young people will be worn out in the long river of time and the endless struggle in the harem, and finally they will grow tired of each other.

Then she would rather fly away and never see him again in this life, leave him when he is still deeply in love with her, and become the white moonlight in his heart and the cinnabar mole in his eyes.

She was lost in thought.

After not seeing her for a long time, Liang Qingchen thought she was asleep, but when he lowered his gaze, he found that she had a pair of big round eyes with tears in them, as if two tears were about to fall at any time.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as he asked, she suddenly felt her nose sore and tears flowed uncontrollably, out of control.

He panicked instantly: "Zhao Zhao, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

She curled her lips, turned over and faced away from him, her voice choked with sobs: "When you become the emperor in the future and have three thousand beauties in your harem, my age will mean nothing to me, and you and I will gradually drift apart. By then, there will be many women to give birth to your children, and my He'er and Tangtang will be just among your many offspring. You may even make another woman's child the crown prince..."

As she continued to talk more and more outrageously, Liang Qingchen quickly interrupted her chattering: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who said that an emperor must have a harem full of concubines? Can't I be a dedicated emperor, taking only one scoop of water from the vast sea?"

Jiang Muyu obviously didn't believe it, and took advantage of the alcohol to attack: "I am nearly thirty years old now, and I can't compare with those girls who have just reached the age of marriage. You can marry whoever you want when you become the emperor, and you don't need my consent at all. Will you give up the whole forest for an old tree like me?"

"What does it matter to me what other people's beauty is?" Liang Qingchen turned her over forcefully, forcing her to face him, and coaxed her patiently: "Zhao Zhao, I didn't become the emperor for the so-called beauties in the harem. I only care about the country and the welfare of the people."

In fact, this was very useful to her, but she was arrogant by nature, so she snorted: "Men's words are deceitful."

Liang Qingchen kissed her lightly on the lips and said helplessly: "What do I need you to believe my sincerity?"

"If I want you to believe, I have to take action." She placed her hand on his chest, right at his heart, and said slowly, "Liang Qingchen, I am different from those women who are willing to compromise for love. I can go to the battlefield and break into the enemy camp for you regardless of my own safety. I can also curl up in this small courtyard for your great cause. I can even give up my own edge and be your solid backing. But the premise for me to do all this is that you have me in your heart, and only me. It is you who makes me feel it is worth it."

"If one day in the future, I find that you no longer love me, or that I am no longer the only person in your heart, then I will definitely take back all your love without hesitation. I will leave without leaving any trace, and you will never be able to find me in your life."

Liang Qingchen held her hand, gently stroking her palm with his fingertips, and said in a deep voice: "My dear Zhao Zhao, I was willing to risk the destruction of my country rather than use my marriage as a bargaining chip, all for the sake of finding a true lover in this life and staying together till old age. How can you say that I can't fulfill my promise to you? You even said you want to leave me to anger me, which is undoubtedly tearing my heart out."

Jiang Muyu met his affectionate eyes and actually felt guilty for a moment.

Yes, how could she forget? She and A Chen had a friendship that went through life and death since childhood. He waited for her for seventeen years. How could she doubt his sincerity?

She buried her head in his neck and whispered, "Ah Chen, I must be a little drunk."

At this moment, it is undoubtedly the best choice to blame alcohol.

Liang Qingchen did not give her a chance to escape. He pinched her chin and forced her to look up and look at him. He bit her cheek punishingly and said, "Do you know you are wrong?"

She pouted and said softly, "I know I was wrong, I hope my husband will forgive me."

She admitted it very quickly. Liang Qingchen was really annoyed by her behavior.

"Kiss your husband if you admit your mistake."

She refused: "No, your face is too ugly."

"Uh..." Liang Qingchen bit her lips again in displeasure and said angrily, "It was you who asked me to stay, and it was you who thought I was ugly. Have you forgotten who risked great danger to rescue you from the jungle? You are such a heartless woman!"

Jiang Muyu was speechless after being criticized, so she had to reluctantly kiss him between the eyebrows where there was no scar.

He said, "Please change to a better-looking human skin mask next time. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll wake up in the middle of the night and be scared to death when I see this face."

As expected, she is a complete face-obsessed person. Liang Qingchen even suspects that if she wasn't born good-looking, she would have eloped with her lover long ago.

Thinking of this, he bit her neck angrily again, this time using some force.

Jiang Muyu was too lazy to resist and just let him do whatever he wanted.

She had indeed drunk a little too much and was feeling very sleepy. When he calmed down, she hugged his arm and rubbed it, then closed her eyes and fell asleep soon after.

Liang Qingchen stared at her peaceful sleeping face for a long time.

After she fell asleep, he got up, dressed and left.