This person just went out for a while, and when he came back he seemed like a different person. Ye Wanshu was quite puzzled.
"Your Highness, didn't you suffer any harm in Miss Zhao's room?" Ye Wanshu asked speculatively.
Otherwise, she really couldn't imagine why this person suddenly became so cautious.
Fu Mingchi lowered his eyebrows slightly. After all, this was not something that could be made public, but Wan'er was about to become his wife, and he knew he shouldn't hide it from her.
After sending Zhu Wencai and the two maids away, Fu Mingchi replied truthfully, "I'm afraid my cousin has been bewitched by the Pacification Commissioner and is planning to resort to some dirty tricks. But don't worry, Wan'er. I know what's going on."
Although he said it tactfully, Ye Wanshu understood it thoroughly.
Thinking of her fight with Ji Ningxi in the Ji family, which eventually made her become Prince Qi's concubine, Ye Wanshu looked at the person in front of her and couldn't help but have a little more admiration in her eyes.
He was attacked by someone but he remained calm. I am afraid I cannot be compared with him.
Having tasted the bitterness of the aphrodisiac, Ye Wanshu knew best how painful it was.
After carefully examining Fu Mingchi's entire body, Ye Wanshu reached out and pinched his angular face, then asked with some concern, "Are you okay? Or do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Looking at her strange look, Fu Mingchi frowned speechlessly.
"What are you thinking about?"
Fu Mingchi smiled and gently grasped her retreating wrist: "Except for Wan'er, it's not that easy for others to plot against and exploit me in this world."
"Does Your Highness regret it? It's not too late to regret it now."
Ye Wanshu's eyes met his, her sparkling pupils twinkling with a hint of provocation.
"Of course I regret it." Fu Mingchi smiled faintly, "I regret not meeting Wan'er earlier. Wan'er has suffered so much hardship in vain."
The plump forehead gently pressed against Ye Wanshu's forehead, and the warmth that reached deep into her heart made her whole heart beat continuously.
She had to admit that every time she looked into his eyes, she could easily fall into his gentle embrace.
It seems to be born with it, and it can make people intoxicated without any deliberate weaving.
In the past, she just treated it as a child's play and didn't care at all, but since she decided to marry him, Ye Wanshu began to feel anxious.
Worried that he would fall into a long coma again, worried that they could not defeat the Gu family, worried that all this would be just a flash in the pan.
Now, she just wants to cherish every moment they spend together.
"Fu Mingchi," Ye Wanshu whispered softly, "I want to give you a good kiss."
"Huh?" Fu Mingchi was stunned.
Before she could react, she felt a pair of soft lips gently touching her eyes, and then slowly sliding towards her lips.
It is hard to imagine what kind of soul lives deep inside such a gentle and well-behaved woman.
Although she was said to be unruly, she could jump from the city wall of the Pacification Commissioner's Office in order to escape from the Gu brothers, preferring to die in glory rather than live in disgrace.
She is said to be gentle and dignified, but she seems to have lost her composure in front of him.
"Wan'er, what kind of person are you?" Fu Mingchi looked at her dully.
Ye Wanshu smiled gently: "Someone you can't figure out."
Fu Mingchi gently cupped her cheeks with his slender knuckles, and said lovingly, "Then I won't guess."
Seeing the clarity and brightness in her eyes, as if she had lost some of her previous perfunctory and ambiguous attitude, Fu Mingchi was very satisfied.
Mo Ran's eyes were filled with deep affection, and he spoke softly and tenderly, "I like Wan'er the way she is now. It's as if I can feel myself living in Wan'er's heart."
Ye Wanshu pursed her lips nonchalantly, "Then Your Highness, please think carefully. Living in my heart is very valuable."
"Then I will spend my entire life and everything I have to live there forever." Fu Mingchi smiled faintly at her.
Those beautiful eyes rippled gently with the smile on his face. Ye Wanshu looked at him with fascination. She bit his upturned lips again and kissed him greedily and deeply.
When her fingers accidentally touched the hard and bulging chest, a strong impulse quickly rose from the depths of her heart. Just when she wanted to find out more, Fu Mingchi suddenly stopped her.
"Wan'er, you..." Fu Mingchi looked at her restless little hands hesitantly.
Ye Wanshu shook her head calmly, "Oh, I didn't mean it."
Fu Mingchi nodded and stood up quickly with some embarrassment.
Glancing at the half-eaten bowl of noodles on the table, he hesitated and asked, "Wan'er, do you want to eat some more?"
Ye Wanshu glanced at him quietly and shook her head, "No, I'm full."
"Then you should rest early."
A trace of panic flashed across Fu Mingchi's calm face. He turned around calmly, opened the door quickly and walked out.
Seeing him so shy for the first time, Ye Wanshu couldn't help but secretly cover her mouth and smile.
It turned out that this person's face was even thinner than his own, and he was not someone who could stand being teased. He was easily broken by just a touch.
When Chunhong and Xingtao came in, they saw their daughter with a smirk on her face, which was very different from the fleeing prince. Chunhong asked curiously, "Girl, what happened to the prince? He seemed to be in a hurry to leave. Did something happen?"
"Maybe he's tired and wants to go back and rest early." Ye Wanshu said casually.
Xing Tao felt something was wrong and raised her eyebrows, "Miss, are you bullying His Highness?"
"Nonsense," Ye Wanshu refused to admit it. "He's the ruler of Yuezhou. Who can bully him?"
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