It was as if something familiar had returned; wasn't Yue Jiang always the one to tease him?
With a gentle expression, Jing Yan placed his hands on Yue Jiang's shoulders and turned her around. He stared at Yue Jiang, then shook his head and sighed.
“Jiang’er, you are the one I’ve been thinking about. How can it be considered perfunctory?”
"No matter how many people I meet, their different appearances at every moment merely float in my sight, and I forget them as soon as I see them. They can't enter my heart like Jiang'er does."
"Jiang'er is etched in my heart. For two years, I've tormented myself by not being able to see you every day. Do you think I can still be carefree?"
Yue Jiangxin and Jing Yan were telling the truth. After all, she had been captured and brought to Jing Yan's camp by herself. The idea of sending her, a woman, to mine was truly hurtful.
"Now that Your Highness is back, do you want to enjoy yourself?"
Her smile returned, and her hands slowly crept up Jing Yan's neck. Jing Yan instinctively lowered his head; he didn't need to say anything, his actions spoke volumes. Just as their lips met, their teeth touched.
Yue Jiang gently turned her head to cover her cheek, then used the fingers of her other hand to rub Jing Yan's chin, complaining, "Your Highness, your beard is prickly and itchy."
"Let me clean up," Jing Yan said, touching his stubble. He glanced at the tools beside him and reached for them, but Yue Jiang stopped him in time.
"Never mind, Your Highness has no time to take care of yourself. It's rare to see Your Highness so unkempt, it's quite amusing. I'll clean you up for you later."
Yue Jiang wrapped her arms around Jing Yan's neck again and gently covered his lips with hers. Jing Yan slowly gave up the idea.
Curious about the fun Yue Jiang was talking about, he immersed himself in it with her, wanting to know exactly what made it so wonderful.
The two fooled around and entered the hot spring pool. Soon after, they returned to their bedroom and finally indulged themselves after seeing each other again.
They fell into a deep sleep.
...
After an unknown amount of time, Jing Yan, in a drowsy state, suddenly felt a hard wooden object resting on his neck.
He opened his eyes alertly, and when he turned his head, he saw a little figure by the bed glaring at him angrily, holding a wooden sword in both hands.
"You, get down here."
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