He suddenly grabbed He Youyou's waist and pulled her into his arms.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely.
The next moment...
It hit the door frame.
Zhao Changqing covered his face, which had been hurt from hitting the door frame, and squatted down in pain.
He Youyou, who had disappeared from his arms, suddenly reappeared behind him.
She crossed her arms and looked down at him, saying, "Even if we kiss, I won't take responsibility."
Zhao Changqing squatted on the ground, motionless.
His once upright back was now bent into a shrimp shape.
"Hanzhang?"
He Youyou leaned forward to look at him.
However, as if he hadn't heard, Zhao Changqing kept his face buried in his hands and didn't look up for a long time.
He Youyou sat down on the threshold next to him and looked at him by the light from the room.
"What? Did you hurt yourself? You're not going to cry, are you?"
She tilted her head, trying to observe his expression.
However, you can't even see their faces.
Left with no other choice, she had to reach out and try to pull him away.
"Let me see where you hit it?"
Zhao Changqing then began to move.
He suddenly removed his hand from her face, swiftly extended it, and pressed it on her Huantiao acupoint.
He Youyou felt a numbness all over her body, and her whole body went limp.
Zhao Changqing stretched out his arms to support her and held her in his arms.
"This method is indeed feasible."
He became smug, and his smile deepened.
"Hehe, got you."
"He Youyou, you can't escape."
He slowly lowered his head and tentatively touched her soft lips.
The early summer air was a bit hot, but her lips felt slightly cool.
When he bumped into the door frame, his teeth hit his lip, causing a minor cut.
Blood seeped out.
Zhao Changqing tilted her head back slightly, her face full of grievance, and said, "You hurt me, you have to compensate me. Ouch—it still hurts..."
He pressed his injured lips to hers, letting the taste of blood fill both of their mouths.
It took a long time before they stopped.
His eyelashes were slightly lowered, and his eyes were fixed on her face.
The cicadas chirped incessantly late into the night.
Amidst the cicadas' chirping, there were soft whispers echoing in the slightly dry evening breeze: "He Youyou, you wait, we have a long future ahead of us."
He Youyou woke up in her bed in the bedroom.
This was the first time she had ever slept in a bed in this era.
The bed was a bit hard, not as comfortable as her mattress.
She blinked, trying hard to recall what had happened last night.
At that time, after she became unable to move, her consciousness became somewhat blurred.
But I could vaguely sense that Zhao Changqing had kissed me.
Later, she was put on the bed, and then she fell into a deep sleep and lost her memory.
He Youyou's face showed a solemn expression.
Since she arrived, she has relied heavily on her own space, using it as a tool for escaping.
But to my utter surprise, I was easily manipulated.
This hidden danger must be guarded against.
From now on, we must act with greater caution.
Zhao Changqing may not have had any ill intentions, but what about the others?
She has always been far too confident.
Acupressure can cure her.
What about the others?
Is poisoning also an option?
She raised her hand and rubbed her temples.
"I need someone skilled in martial arts to be my bodyguard when I go out."
After finishing her breakfast, she made this request to the housekeeper.
Butler Qian used to work in the capital and has connections; he should be able to find someone with decent skills.
As expected, it did not disappoint her.
Before noon, Butler Qian summoned the bodyguards.
He's good at kung fu, young and cheerful, and easy to get along with.
"Xiao Wu?!" He Youyou looked at the young man in front of her and asked in surprise, "Aren't you from the Yue Prince's Mansion?"
Butler Qian nodded: "Yes, my connection is with the Prince."
He Youyou let out a long breath.
It's a bit strange, but it makes sense.
Xiao Wu chuckled and said, "Mistress, wherever you go, I will go. I will definitely protect you well."
However, the first thing He Youyou had to do was—
move place.
I've only lived in this little courtyard for a few months, but I've already accumulated quite a lot of things.
He Youyou looked at the pile of things and felt a headache coming on.
After thinking about it, I decided to have someone move the essential items away first.
The rest, let's leave someone here to look after them for now, and move them slowly later.
As soon as she made noise about moving, the neighbors next door got the news immediately.
Zhao Changqing climbed over the wall and, taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, pulled her into the room.
He closed the door, his dark eyes fixed on her, and asked, "He Youyou, are you really that petty?"
He Youyou blinked: "How am I petty?"
Zhao Changqing pursed his lips; the wound from yesterday's collision was still there, slightly swollen.
After a moment, suppressing his displeasure, he asked, "Why are you moving?"
Helpless, He Youyou turned around, took a waist token from the table in the room, and held it up in front of him.
"Your Highness, please open your eyes and look carefully, what is this?"
It was clearly written on the waist tag—
Rank 6, Compiler of the Hanlin Academy.
Zhao Changqing was speechless.
He Youyou didn't let him off the hook, and continued, "My son has become an official, a sixth-rank official. The court has granted him official residence, and he's going to move his whole family there. Understand?"
Zhao Changqing understood, but he was unwilling to accept it.
“Ah Li is getting old and doesn’t need to be followed around by adults all the time like a child. You can arrange for a few servants to go over there. Wouldn’t it be more comfortable for him to live alone?”
"He is comfortable living alone, but I am not comfortable living alone."
He Youyou put away her waist token and said indifferently, "There are always thieves climbing over the wall, it's not safe."
"..."
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