You could hear a pin drop in the luxurious palace, the only sounds left were the crackling of the charcoal fire in the fireplace and the parrot's nonsense chatter.
The atmosphere was eerily silent, and it was finally Ying Zhao who broke the silence.
Little Tuanzi is almost four years old. After studying and practicing martial arts, he has become more calm and tough, but he is still the little baby who cannot live without his mother.
He vaguely understood the meaning of Yi Yi's words, and his big eyes instantly filled with tears that were about to fall, but couldn't, looking stubborn and pitiful.
Ying Zhao quickly climbed down from the chair, rushed to his mother, hugged her legs, and spoke in a soft, baby voice with a cry in it.
"Mother, don't you want Zhao Zhao anymore?"
"Wow, Zhao Zhao is very good...she will listen to her mother's words..."
"Mom, please don't abandon Zhao Zhao, okay?"
The little guy sobbed and begged, his eyes and nose were red, he didn't even dare to cry out loud, tears were welling up in his eyes.
Chu Yuening's heart ached when she saw this, and she didn't care about anything else. She quickly picked up her baby, kissed his face, and coaxed him softly.
"Zizi, you are my sweetheart. I love you so much that I can't wait to give you up."
"Uh...really?"
"Will mother leave then?"
"No, no, mother won't go anywhere. She will always be with our dear child."
Chu Yuening gently patted the little guy's back and wiped his tears with a handkerchief, her eyes full of pity.
After his mother's repeated assurances, Ying Zhao finally burst into tears and smiled, but his little hands still tightly grasped the collar of his clothes, refusing to leave the warm and affectionate embrace.
Seeing that the baby refused to leave her arms, Chu Yuening had no choice but to indulge him, picking up his favorite dishes for him and taking care of him meticulously.
After Zizi calmed down, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she caught a glimpse of the man who was full of coldness, her heart began to lift again.
After coaxing the younger one, she had to coax the older one, and Chu Yuening was overwhelmed.
She couldn't help but glare at the culprit fiercely. He couldn't control his mouth every day. Didn't he know that trouble comes from the mouth?
At this time, the system was already mostly sober.
It glanced at the host with a murderous look on his pretty face, then looked at the frosty-faced emperor, and felt that its life was over.
"Haha, I'm full, you guys eat, you guys eat..."
The system smiled apologetically, and a bit of flattery could be seen on the bird's face, which was quite funny and amusing.
However, the stagnant atmosphere did not ease, so it could only withstand the heavy pressure and escape at lightning speed.
As soon as the system left, the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly deserted.
Chu Yuening sighed helplessly and could only blame herself for her bad luck and clean up the mess left by the system.
She placed her hand on the back of the man's hand, her beautiful eyes full of affection, her voice soft and soothing.
"A Zheng, I'll explain to you after dinner, okay?"
"A rare reunion night..."
"good."
Ying Zheng nodded lightly, his expression softened a little, but his eyelashes drooped, covering up the darkness in his eyes.
During this New Year's Eve dinner, the two of them ate absent-mindedly, only Ying Zhao enjoyed his mother's care and ate with gusto.
A quarter of an hour later, the palace servants removed the leftovers and cleaned up the place.
Ying Zhao was also carried by his aunt to wash and sleep. He had a lot of schoolwork recently and had consumed a lot of energy, so he felt sleepy early.
Now, only the couple are left in the empty and silent hall.
The woman sat awkwardly on the sofa, with her head lowered and her red lips tightly bitten with her pearly teeth, looking extremely conflicted.
"Is Yue Ning planning to abandon her husband and children?"
Before she could say anything, Ying Zheng took the initiative to question her. He pinched the woman's chin and looked straight into her eyes.
Chu Yue stared into his eyes, which were filled with thick ink, and contained terrible paranoia and possessiveness, as if they were going to swallow her up in the next moment.
She was so frightened that she trembled all over and immediately denied it. In her panic, she almost said the wrong thing.
"No! I didn't. Ah Zheng, listen to my explanation!"
"Oh? Then I'm all ears."
Ying Zheng replied slowly, then picked up the woman with one hand, placed her on his lap, and talked to him face to face.
Chu Yuening felt the heat beneath her body and her face froze. Isn't this posture a bit too dangerous?
She moved quietly, trying to create some distance, but the big hand around her waist was so firm that she had nowhere to escape.
Resistance was futile, so Chu Yuening had to give up and start thinking about how to flatter her husband with sweet words... oh no, how to coax him with sweet talk.
A punishment is inevitable tonight, no matter how light or heavy it is, she just hopes to save her waist.
Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist, he who knows the times is a hero, this is the truth of the world.
"A Zheng, at first I did want to go back. You said this place is unfamiliar to me, and I'm a little girl, all alone and without anyone to rely on. How could I endure it?"
"After that, I never had that thought again."
"After all, who told me to meet such a gentle and considerate man? I can't bear to let him go~"
Chu Yuening explained sincerely, her watery eyes filled with lingering affection, her voice so charming and sweet that it made one's bones melt.
What's more outrageous is that she snuggled up to the man's chest, her snow-white arms wrapped around his neck, and her beautiful red lips kept kissing his face.
In the land of beauty and tenderness, even a saint with a pure heart and few desires may not be able to remain calm, let alone Ying Zheng who is deeply in love with his lover?
Ying Zheng has always been determined and never accepts the flattery of his subjects, but he cannot resist the sweet words of his young wife.
The chill around him dissipated a little, and he pinched the woman's chin. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he wanted to see through her soul.
"Yuening really won't go back?"
"Really! I swear!"
"I will always be with A Zheng, and I will never be separated from him until we grow old together."
Chu Yuening raised three fingers and put them together, saying with confidence, her eyes clear and bright, like a clear spring, with the bottom visible.
The woman's expression was very serious, and Ying Zheng couldn't help but relax his brows. The violence and desire for destruction accumulated in his heart finally subsided.
If someone had told him five years ago that in the future he would be controlled by a woman and indulge in love, he would have just sneered and dismissed it.
He was the great First Emperor, looking down on the world, with power in the world, and devoted to great cause. How could he waste time on trivial love affairs?
However, at this moment, Ying Zheng had to admit that he was panicked.
The thought that Yue Ning could leave at any time made his heart uneasy.
His life was filled with Yue Ning's shadow. Even if he just imagined her leaving, his heart would ache uncontrollably, as if being cut by a knife or an axe.
Ying Zheng held his wife in his arms with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to merge her into his bones and blood, making her inseparable from him forever.
Tonight is another night of passionate lovemaking.
But it was several times more intense than usual. Through the swaying bed curtains, waves of women's sobbing and begging for mercy could be heard.
As the moon sank slowly into the west, the woman's voice gradually became hoarse, and in the end only weak sobs remained.
After the clouds dissipated and the rain stopped, Ying Zheng held his wife's fair ankles, stroking the small ankle bones with his fingertips, his eyes dark, like a snowy night.
Here...something seems to be missing.
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