The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

After wiping her hair dry, Rong Yu said softly: "You go to sleep first, and I'll let Yin Yue come in."

Nan Xi said: "Where are you going?"

Rong Yu was silent for a moment, "Go to the study."

He has been resting in the study for more than a month, because Nan Xi is not happy every time she sees him. She can't eat when she sees him during the day, and is too scared to sleep when she sees him at night.

Rong Yu didn't want to cause her fear, so he tried to disturb her as little as possible.

"Isn't this your dormitory?" Nan Xi raised her eyebrows, with a smile on her lips, "Are you worried that I will be harmful to you?"

Rong Yu pursed her lips slightly and locked her brows with his dark eyes: "We haven't gotten married yet."

"Anyway, you will be mine sooner or later." Nan Xi said calmly and calmly, "Don't worry, we are just sharing the same bed. Before we get married, I promise not to go hard on you."

When Rong Yu heard this, a smile flashed in his eyes: "What if I can't control it?"

Nan Xi's eyes were blazing: "Can you do it?"

Won't.

Rong Yu would rather hurt herself than do anything she didn't want to do - except for the fact that she was imprisoned in the palace without her consent, everything else was based on her wishes.

"Your Majesty, go take a bath first." Nan Xi smiled lightly, "Do you need me to serve Your Majesty?"

Rong Yu couldn't help but feel soft in his heart.

The girl's bright and moving face is the cinnabar that has been engraved into his bones forever and ever. With just these eyebrows reflected in his pupils, one can feel the fullness and satisfaction of having the whole world, and the heart that has been empty for so many years is filled to the brim. , making him feel more at ease than ever before.

"No need." He suppressed the desire roaring from deep in his heart and said softly, "I'll be back soon. Do you want to read a book for a while first?"

Nan Xi nodded: "Yes."

Rong Yu turned around and brought a book to her: "They are all interesting folk stories."

Folk anecdotes?

Nan Xi looked down at the light blue cover and pondered for a moment: "Are there any medical books in the prince's study?"

Medical book?

Rong Yu said: "Why do you suddenly want to read medical books?"

"I already know a little bit about it. If I have time, I can study it more in the future." Nan Xi said with a smile, "Your Majesty is proficient in military strategy. I have to learn something to keep pace with His Majesty, otherwise I will look like a pampered dodder. Silk flowers.”

Rong Yu was silent for a moment, "The doctor has it. I'll ask Yin Shuang to get it for you."

"Tomorrow." Nan Xi said, "It's too late, let the doctor rest."

Rong Yu hummed and turned to take a shower.

Nan Xi was leaning on the bedside alone, flipping through the book in her hand, but not reading a single word. She kept thinking about Rong Yu's poisoning in her previous life.

Although she didn't know who was behind the poisoning, because she paid too little attention to Rong Yu in her previous life. When you dislike and hate someone, it's too late to hide from him, so how can you care about what happened to him?

But it doesn't matter if she doesn't know. If she could understand everything in advance, she would be not a normal person but a half-immortal. In this life, she had to take precautions before they happened, and it would always be beneficial to learn some medicine and poison techniques.

Although Rong Yu is the prince of the Tian family and holds great power, the higher he stands, the more dangers he faces from all directions. Under the seemingly peaceful court situation, there are actually hidden swords and swords everywhere.

The more Nan Xi thought about it, the more she felt that Rong Yu was really a strong and powerful king.

There were countless enemies waiting in the dark, but he could handle them with ease. As long as she could be strong in this life, he would be invincible.

"What are you thinking about?" The crisp and clean scent mixed with a light fragrance came slowly, lingering on the nose, pulling Nan Xi back from deep thought.

"Thinking about how to protect you." Nan Xi raised her eyes and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Do you believe it?"

Rong Yu was wearing a white loose pajamas, which made his whole body a little softer and less noble and alienated in front of others during the day.

Hearing Nan Xi's words, he nodded: "I believe it."

Nan Xi moved inward, leaving enough space for him: "Why don't you say I don't overestimate my capabilities?"

After all, she is a weak woman, and he is a strong warrior who can crush her to death with just a few fingers, the God of War of Zhou. She protects him. This sentence sounds like a joke.

Rong Yu sat down next to her, held her hand and put it on his heart: "You can protect my heart."

Nan Xi felt numb for a moment, then coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty seems to be reticent, but he turns out to be good at talking about love."

"You don't like it?" Rong Yu locked his black eyes on her and said in a low voice, "If you don't like it, I won't say anything else in the future."

Nan Xi's hand was held by him, and she gently curled up her fingers to scratch his palm: "I like to hear it, and I will say it more often in the future."

Rong Yu was so tickled by her that he couldn't help but squeeze her slender and soft hand.

"Your Majesty, you don't find it strange at all that I suddenly changed my temperament in the past two days?" Nan Xi narrowed her eyes and asked calmly, "Do you think that I am deliberately acting with you, but in fact I am hiding some unknown conspiracy?"

"What kind of conspiracy can you have?" Rong Yu's voice was loose and leisurely, low and sweet, "You didn't listen to your father's words, and you broke up with Gu Qingshu. Is this all just acting?"

Nan Xi was silent for a moment and raised her eyebrows playfully: "What if it's just acting?"

"Then I am willing to be plotted by you." Rong Yu looked at her face close at hand, his eyes slightly dark, and there seemed to be burning flames jumping under his eyes, but they quickly disappeared, and finally turned into a calm and soft color: "The sky It’s getting late, go to sleep.”

Nan Xi hummed and slowly lay down on the bed.

This was the first time that Rong Yu successfully occupied the position beside Nan Xi. They slept together peacefully, warmly and quietly. Even though he was focused and calm, he could still bring the most direct impact and satisfaction to the depths of his heart.

It was late at night.

The dark night was pitch dark. Qing Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, saw that the lights in the hall were off, and his prince did not come out of the hall. He couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "I'm right, right? It's really a done deal..."

"You still dare to talk?" Yin Yue rested her head on the tree branches and looked down at him, "Do you want me to tell the prince tomorrow that you violated the ban and spoke?"

Qing Yang's legs hurt from kneeling, and he adjusted his posture slightly, "Yin Yue, Yin Shuang, can I be lazy for a while? Can you pretend you didn't see it?"

"Okay." Yin Yue didn't care, "If you are not afraid of being punished for ten more hours, just be lazy."

Do you think there are only three of them outside Zhaochen Hall?

Where's your brain?

Qingyang knelt down resignedly, looked up at the sky, and felt that three hours was really unbearable. He couldn't talk in the long night. His master was happily sleeping with the beauty in his arms, but he was kneeling outside in misery.

Alas.

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