"Still watching?" Yue Nanchen hugged Shui Yao from behind, resting his head on her shoulder, "Don't stay up late, it's not good for your health!"

Shui Yao smiled gently, "Don't worry, I'm in good health! Look at this Zhao Li, he's a very talented person. I'm ready. If A Luo really persists, I will betroth Nan Han to Zhao Li!"

The slender nails gently tapped Zhao Li's name.

"Zhao Li?" Yue Nanchen seemed to be thinking carefully about the name. "Is he the nephew of Prince Lu? I may have seen him in Prince Lu's mansion before. If I remember correctly, this person is gentle and well-spoken. Maybe he is really suitable for Nanhan!"

Shui Yao nodded, "If Nan Han can really let go of A Luo, this Zhao Li will also be a good destination for her!"

"But what about these four people?" Yue Nanchen fiercely poked the names of Zhuifeng and the other four.

Shui Yao sighed quietly, "Nan Han has ended up like this, it's all Tian Wen's fault, maybe they want to make amends!"

“Hmph!” Yue Nanchen snorted coldly, his eyes dark, “If it wasn’t for the fact that Tianwen saved your life, he would not be allowed to stay in Louxi Country just because he hurt Nanhan!”

Shui Yao patted his shoulder gently, signaling him to be patient.

"No matter what, the most important thing now is Nanhan's happiness!"

Yue Nanchen nodded, and the anger in his heart was relieved by the woman's comfort.

"Tomorrow is the rematch, go to bed early!" Yue Nanchen whispered, his big hands caressing her slender waist lovingly, "We have been reunited after a long time, but in the past half month, you have been busy reviewing memorials and choosing a husband for Nanhan. You seem to have forgotten that there is someone who needs you!"

Shui Yao was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

Yue Nanchen held her with his big hands

waist, gently pressing her under him, carefully protecting her belly, and giving her the sweetest and most romantic kiss.

Not only will she advise A Luo, she will also cherish the person in front of her!

In the early morning, Yue Nanchen opened his eyes comfortably, looked at the sleeping face of the girl in the quilt, smiled gently, and a hint of obvious doting flashed in his black eyes.

Shui Yao sat up, and even though it was a very slight movement, she still opened her eyes.

"Did I wake you up?" Yue Nanchen reached out his hand and gently stroked her soft hair, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes.

She is still such a light sleeper!

"It seems that I have become lazy. On normal days, I can feel it as soon as you wake up!" Shui Yao giggled and sat up. The quilt slid down, revealing the kiss marks on her body.

Yue Nanchen blushed and stammered, "Yesterday, I seemed to be a little too excited... Are you okay?"

He had tried his best to restrain himself, but the impulse after such a long separation made it difficult for him to suppress it. He hoped that he had not hurt her.

"I'm not as weak as you think!" Shui Yao sighed softly and leaned on his chest, while he considerately put clothes on her.

The two of them just sat there quietly.

The summer morning is very lively. The birds have already chirped on the branches. The sun is warm and the air is fresh. One breath makes you feel comfortable whole body and soul.

The two smiled at each other, a warm feeling flowing between them.

"Master, A Luo wants to see you!" Suddenly, Lan Yi's faint voice broke the silence.

Yue Nanchen frowned instinctively.

Shui Yao stretched out her little hand and gently smoothed his frown, "This is a good sign. If I guess correctly, he wants to participate in today's semi-finals!"

"He's the kind of person who refuses to change his ways!" Yue Nanchen whispered.

What if I give him another chance? What if there is still a future?"

Shui Yao nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Let him suffer a little to test his determination towards Nan Han. As for whether he can pass or not, it's up to fate!"

Yue Nanchen asked in confusion, "How to test?"

Shui Yao smiled lightly, "Watch me!"

She stood up, waved her slender hand, and the red dress placed on the bed rail flew into the air. She raised her slender arm, turned her body in a circle in the air, and then lazily tied the straps.

Yue Nanchen watched without blinking.

"Come and help me comb my hair!" Shui Yao said in a charming voice, went to the dressing table and handed him the comb.

"Okay!" Yue Nanchen took the comb and gently lifted up the smooth dark hair.

"Lan Yi, let A Luo in!" Shui Yao said loudly.

Yue Nanchen's hands, which were combing her hair, stiffened slightly.

"What? Is it the male chauvinism at work again?" Shui Yao laughed softly.

Yue Nanchen raised his eyebrows, "Who said that!" After he said that, he carefully combed her hair.

Shui Yao chuckled. In fact, she had never thought of changing Yue Nanchen, but two people who are equally strong-willed will always find opportunities to get along with each other.

"Yes!" Lan Yi answered outside the door. After a while, footsteps were heard and the door creaked open.

A Luo stood at the door and saw the heartwarming scene clearly.

The woman sits in front of the mirror, in a red dress, looking drowsy and lazy, like a rose bud that is just about to bloom.

The man behind him was wearing a black gown that set off his figure. He had a restrained obsidian-like glow, long flowing hair, and a handsome demeanor, completely concealing his aura in a happy gentleness.

I thought that seeing such a scene would be very jarring, and even heartbreaking, but

It was really seeing that although the heart was tangled, it was not as painful as imagined. Luo frowned slightly, and finally stepped into the room.

Shui Yao and Yue Nanchen ignored him completely, as if both of them were immersed in the sweetness of their interaction. The gentle breeze of early summer blew up their robes, making them float in the air. They looked like a perfect couple, graceful and elegant.

"I..." A Luo spoke softly, and finally saw that the two of them turned their gazes from the mirror to him at the same time.

"I want Nanhan!" A Luo whispered, his handsome eyes showing the clarity of waiting for the clouds to clear and the moon to appear. "You are right, I should cherish the person in front of me!"

Shui Yao raised her eyebrows lazily, took the comb from Yue Nanchen, combed her hair slowly, and smiled softly, "Nanchen, Nanhan is your sister, you should make the decision!"

Yue Nanchen snorted coldly, "Hasn't it been enough that you've hurt Nanhan? She loved you wholeheartedly, but what did she get? What else is left except hurt? Look at her now, where is the aura of the arrogant and domineering princess back then? You want Nanhan? Dream on!"

A Luo suddenly raised his eyes and his expression changed slightly, but soon he turned his gaze to Shui Yao again. Perhaps he knew that Shui Yao said those words to him earnestly, and she must have intended to match him with Nan Han!

"Nanhan is now the princess of Nanyue. Since Nanyue's King Yongnan says no..." Shui Yao spoke slowly.

Luo seemed to understand something, and suddenly knelt down in front of Yue Nanchen, "I'm sorry, I know I am sorry to Nanhan, but now I really miss her, and I absolutely cannot give her to another man! Brother, please give me one last chance!"

It was obvious that Yue Nanchen had not expected A Luo to kneel down to him. A flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then

Then he looked at Shuiyao.

"A Luo, you are late. The eleven finalists have already been decided!" Shui Yao lazily placed the comb on the dressing table. The sandalwood comb knocked against the dressing table, making a slight sound, and that sound echoed in A Luo's heart.

"So you won't give me a chance?" A Luo stood up. "I'm going to find Nan Han. I don't believe Nan Han would be so cruel!"

Yue Nanchen moved, trying to stop him, but was pulled back by Shui Yao. She looked at him and shook her head slowly.

"Don't you want to know what Nanhan is thinking?" Shui Yao said in a calm voice.

Yue Nanchen nodded.

"Nanhan! Nanhan!" Outside Fengwu Palace, A Luo slammed the tightly closed palace door.

He used to be the master of this palace. The palace gate had never been closed to him. But now, he suddenly felt that the palace gate was so solid and so cold, separating two people who were originally very close to each other into worlds apart!

"Master, Leng Jiu is here!" Leng Jiu was about to step forward and pry open the palace door.

"Emperor... please don't make things difficult for us!" The guards guarding the palace gate were still from Fengwu Palace. Now one was the new master and the other was the old master, and they were also in a difficult situation.

"In trouble? You slaves who betrayed the country for fame and fortune, you will be a disaster if we keep you!" Leng Jiu snatched the guard's sword and placed it across the guard's neck.

Leng Jiu is no longer qualified to carry a sword in the palace!

With a "swish", the guards drew their swords and surrounded A Luo and Leng Jiu.

"We don't care who becomes emperor, as long as we can survive! When you were emperor, our monthly salary was two taels of silver, and now it is five taels of silver. Would we risk our lives to earn three taels less?" a guard shouted.