The next day, the sun rose outside the window, and warm light shone through the window and fell on the bed.
Chu Changning groggily snuggled against the soft blanket, but as soon as she moved, her slender legs ended up draped over her hard body.
She was slightly taken aback, then realized what was happening and opened her eyes.
Yan Beimo propped his head up with one hand, lying on his side and staring at her. When she opened her eyes, she met his dark eyes.
Chu Changning immediately stepped back and pressed himself against the wall, grabbing the blanket to cover his naked body.
"Why aren't you getting up? What are you staring at me for?"
Dissatisfied with her actions, he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.
"To protect against thieves."
Chu Changning glanced at the wound on his chest, silently moved her hand away, and sat up.
Yan Beimo straightened up, leaned closer to her, and said in a serious tone, "I think I heard someone cursing at me last night."
"---"
She said nonchalantly, "Then you might be delirious from your illness."
Yan Bei Mo was furious; his murderous aura, accumulated over the years, was truly oppressive when he glared at people.
Chu Changning was not afraid and calmly put on her clothes, then deliberately teased, "You have so many enemies, who knows who might be cursing you every day."
"Oh, I've caught her. First, I'll pull out her tongue."
"---"
She raised an eyebrow lightly, "Why don't you pull out your tongue?"
Yan Beimo moved closer and gently kissed her lips.
"Then how can I kiss you?"
The imperial physicians outside had arrived and were waiting to change the dressing. Hearing the sounds coming from inside, they all blushed and silently picked up their teacups to take a few sips.
Only after being summoned did he take his medicine box and enter the inner room.
Chu Changning had already washed and dressed and was waiting to the side. Seeing that the imperial physician had come in, she was about to leave.
"Right here."
She ignored him and simply turned and walked away.
Yan Beimo stared at her back, his gaze seemingly glued to her.
Chu Changning felt a little uneasy under his gaze, and turned around to explain, "I'm going out to get something to eat."
"Have them bring it in."
The imperial physicians, who were changing the dressings, looked at each other, silently lowered their heads, and worked carefully.
Chu Changning glared at him and said something unhappily.
"Whether I feed it to you or not is none of your business."
Having said that, she didn't wait for him to get angry or embarrassed, and hurriedly left.
The imperial physicians inside were astonished, and their heads drooped even lower.
Yan Beimo, having been rebuffed, glanced at the crowd with a clear warning, and everyone nodded in understanding.
After Chu Changning came out, he had someone prepare a soup.
The small kitchen was already waiting, with a chef specially brought from the imperial palace to serve them. Upon hearing the order for the meal, he immediately directed everyone to deliver it.
The maids filed in and laid out a table full of food.
When Yan Beimo came out after changing her dressing, he saw her sitting at the table serving porridge. He brushed away the faint scar on her palm and placed a porcelain bottle in front of her.
"Medicine from the Western Regions will not leave scars."
Chu Changning put down the golden cup and glanced at it casually. "It's nothing serious."
Nighthawk's medicine is excellent; it feels cool and refreshing on the hands, and it works quite quickly.
Yan Beimo pushed the object in front of her with displeasure and stared directly at her.
Seeing how fierce he was, Chu Changning felt a mischievous glint in her eyes and deliberately said, "I had a dream last night."
"What dream?"
She looked at him tenderly, her eyes misty with tears, "I dreamt of a giant pixiu, so big and fierce, it could swallow an entire palace whole with a single bite, and it ate so many people—"
Yan Beimo wanted to laugh, and raised an eyebrow with a wicked grin, "Didn't I eat you?"
"No, someone saved me. He always appears when I'm in danger. When I was being chased by the Pixiu, forced to jump into the lake, fall off the city wall, and fall into the snow cave, he saved me all of them---"
After a pause, someone said smugly, "He's a good person."
She reached out to hook his arm, tugged at his robe, and winked.
"Tell me, shouldn't one repay a life-saving debt with one's body?"
Yan Beimo looked at her, grasped her hand in return, and said with a hint of arrogance, "Of course."
“You think so too?” She smiled slyly. “Then I’ll have to make a good look for my benefactor.”
"What did he look like? I don't remember him, but I think I saw what that Pixiu looked like. Oh my, it looked just like your ugly face right now. It was terrifying."
"---"
Yan Beimo realized she was playing him, so he immediately got up, grabbed her waist, lifted her up, and pressed her against him.
"You dare to insult me in a roundabout way?"
Chu Changning said innocently, "What's wrong, Your Majesty? When I lifted the Pixiu mask in my dream, it looked just like you. It was a dream, and I couldn't control it. It's just that Your Majesty is so fierce every day, which left me with a bad impression."
Looking at her vivid and cunning expression, Yan Beimo felt a secret chord in his heart tremble slightly.
He leaned closer, looked into her eyes, and teased her, deliberately drawing out his words.
"It's said that the Pixiu is naturally strong in combat, do you want to give it a try?"
Chu Changning, "---"
She was about to scold him for being indecent when a hot, burning kiss landed on her lips, his warmth and breath instantly enveloping her.
Chu Changning quickly braced herself against the table behind her and glared at him.
Ignoring her, Yan Beimo held her waist tighter and tighter, wantonly pressing and kissing her lips, greedily sucking them.
The temperature around her body was rising higher and higher, and a soft, numb sensation shot up to her scalp. She quickly pushed him away.
"Stop--stop fooling around--"
"Are you trying to seduce me again?"
He seemed to be in great pain, afraid to move, and mumbled in the crook of her neck.
Chu Changning retorted sarcastically, "It's your own lust that's the problem."
"It's been more than half a year."
"---"
When Yan Beimo changed his dressing in the morning, the imperial physician gave him a subtle warning, so he didn't dare to do anything reckless and rested on her body for a while to calm down.
Chu Changning hadn't finished eating yet, so she nudged him, "Get up."
He didn't move, but parted her inner garment and reached inside to caress her.
"It seems like things have changed."
Chu Changning blushed and retorted, "Don't touch it."
Yan Beimo chuckled, skillfully lifted her chin with two fingers, and kissed her lips.
"You are my lawfully wedded wife, who else would I touch if not you?"
Chu Changning noticed that in just six months, this guy seemed to have become more affectionate and easier to talk to; before, he was a moody and unpredictable madman.
Wait, no, he used to be like this in bed, always acting like a king and expecting her to serve him. Whatever he asked her to do, she had to do it immediately.
Growing angrier by the thought, she pushed him away and said coldly, "Let's eat."
Seeing her change of expression so quickly, Yan Beimo raised an eyebrow, "You're on your period?"
"---"
Chu Changning didn't know whether he was deliberately trying to annoy him or what, but he brought up the old matter again.
"Has Your Majesty forgotten how fiercely we argued before we separated? Why are you being so intimate now?"
Yan Beimo's expression became somewhat unnatural.
The atmosphere inside the room quieted down, with only the sound of porcelain bowls clinking together.
Chu Changning continued eating, saying, "Your Majesty was injured while saving me, and I feel guilty about it. Once you've recovered, I'll be leaving now."
Yan Beimo's anger flared up instantly. He walked over, wrapped his arms around her from behind, buried his head in her neck and inhaled deeply, and spoke domineeringly.
"No."
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