Yet there was no sign of him being irritable or angry.
Even in a state of mental confusion, he knew that the person in his arms was Luo Cuiwei—
Then all that's left is complete indulgence and pampering.
Luo Cuiwei's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Feeling guilty and shy, she withdrew her fingers and nestled obediently in his warm embrace.
The inner palace was quiet in the afternoon, with the distant chirping of cicadas coming from outside, rising and falling, noisy and chaotic, just like Luo Cuiwei's suddenly urgent heartbeat.
Well, as the storybooks say, "The most precious and hardest thing between men and women in the world is mutual affection and belonging."
The person she fell in love with happened to be someone who, even in his deep sleep, would still remember to respond promptly and not want to neglect her.
In this respect alone, she is much luckier than some people who "only seek one person but cannot obtain them".
Perhaps next spring, he will still miss the chance to stroll alongside her under the blooming flowers;
Perhaps in the long years of his remaining life, this person will miss many beautiful moments with her, enjoying the four seasons together.
However, whenever he was by her side, he would always treat her with such tenderness and selfless devotion, giving her the courage to support the little world behind him.
Let him have a place to go when he is injured, and a branch to perch on when he is tired.
Yun Lie, you can go and protect all the people and the vast land; I will only protect you.
Let's accompany each other bravely and gently, and walk this path together.
Luo Cuiwei smiled silently and quietly moved her face closer to him.
Her soft, red lips stopped about a finger's width away from her pale, thin lips, and lightly, through the scorching summer air, pretended to steal a kiss.
Afraid of waking him up again, she didn't actually touch his lips.
But the person who was sleeping soundly seemed to have opened their eyes. Although they had been sleeping with their eyes closed the whole time, they suddenly leaned closer to her face after she made this move and gave her a solid kiss on the lips.
With a "pop," it sounded like a small flower suddenly blooming, crisp and sweet.
In an instant, a sweet fragrance seemed to fill the air, gently enveloping the two figures lying embracing on the couch.
"Steal a kiss from me..." Yun Lie mumbled vaguely, burying his face in her fragrant, soft, cloud-like silk.
His voice was extremely hoarse due to weakness and exhaustion, yet a satisfied smile was hidden in the sticky, lingering words at the end.
****
Every year, once the busiest two or three months of spring have passed, Luo Cuiwei's schedule becomes very regular.
My afternoon nap is at most half an hour, and I always get up before noon.
Yun Lie slept soundly until past midnight. When he woke up, he found that his beloved wife was gone again, and he was furious.
After sleeping for nearly an hour and a half, he felt much better than at noon. After getting out of bed and dressing, he went to find his wife, who had secretly run away from him, in a fierce manner.
He decided to have a serious talk with her about this: it was outrageous for her to always sneak away while her husband was asleep.
With directions from the people in the mansion, he walked from the back hall to the middle hall and finally saw Luo Cuiwei, who was holding an account book and talking to Steward Chen.
Luo Cuiwei looked up at him, seemingly puzzled: "You woke up so early?"
When she got up just now, she saw that Yun Lie was sleeping very soundly, and guessed that he would probably sleep until 5 pm.
"You ran away again."
The original plan was to respond coldly and criticize severely, but once the words came out, he sounded like a sick cat meowing.
Yun Lie himself was also taken aback.
Luo Cuiwei was amused by his resentful tone, and with a shrug, she said to Manager Chen, "Uncle Chen, could you please send someone to the kitchen to bring the food to His Highness in this side hall?"
The head steward, Chen An, suppressed a laugh, tightened his wrinkled face, and nodded solemnly.
His Highness Prince Zhao, dejected after his unsuccessful attempt, wiped his face and followed his wife into a side hall of the main hall, where he sat down in a sullen mood.
Luo Cuiwei sat beside him, lazily flipping through the account book in her hand, occasionally chuckling and coaxing him with a few words.
After a moment, he seemed to have finally recovered and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Why were you unhappy in the corridor at noon?"
Luo Cuiwei finally looked up from the ledger, turned to look at him, and smiled softly, "No."
It was just a fleeting moment of loneliness; he was in a daze at the time, and she thought he hadn't noticed.
Yun Lie was slightly annoyed. He took her right fingertips in his hand and brought her fair, delicate hand to his lips.
He gently bit her fair wrist.
"You...you...where's your face?!" Luo Cuiwei jumped up from the chair, her face flushed with embarrassment.
She first looked back in alarm at the entrance of the side hall, and after confirming that the waiter outside was not peeking, she clenched her fist and waved it at Yun Lie's nose.
Such intimate and romantic behavior would be fine if it were just between the two of them in private, but now that someone could come in at any moment, she really couldn't overcome her shyness and embarrassment.
“I heard my comrades in the army say this,” Yun Lie said, his face turning reddish, but he raised his chin confidently, “They forget their shame once they have a wife!”
Luo Cuiwei was speechless for a moment before carefully sitting back down, scoffing with a mocking laugh, "What kind of twisted logic is that?"
Seeing that she seemed unwilling to answer the question, "Why were you suddenly unhappy at noon?", Yun Lie sighed and solemnly whispered, "Weiwei."
His deep, mellow voice held an unspoken tenderness and melancholy, causing Luo Cuiwei's heart to flutter. She quickly responded, "Hmm?"