She tried hard to dispel the mist, longing to make out the hazy face. Suddenly, a pair of hands enveloped her, warming her whole body.
It was his familiar body temperature, the unique scent in her memory, and the heartbeat she had engraved in her mind. Tang Youyou felt at ease in his embrace, willing to surrender herself completely.
Rong Xun lay beside her, tightly holding her somewhat restless body. He noticed that as she felt his body temperature, the woman in his arms gradually calmed down.
He moved his hand down and gently covered her lower abdomen. Although her loose clothes concealed it, he could still feel the obvious change when his hand touched it.
Inside was the treasure they had conceived together. This time, he would never let it or her suffer any harm.
Tang Youyou slowly opened her hazy eyes. Half - asleep and half - awake, she saw the face in front of her.
She wanted to reach out and touch it, but she thought it was just a dream. If she touched it, would it disappear?
Hesitating, she dared not stretch out her hand further. Just as she was about to withdraw, the man in front of her suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cheek.
This appearance, this contour were what she had yearned for day and night. In recent days, she had slept soundly and rarely dreamed. Even when she wanted to dream of him, he never appeared.
But this time, he really did.
Was it because she was too restless? Was this a special kind of consolation?
She traced his contour bit by bit, slowly, as if she was extremely reluctant to move faster.
Her fingers glided across his deep - set eyes. It was these eyes that had gazed at her tenderly on countless nights. They slid over his high nose bridge. Every time they kissed passionately, his nose would gently rub against her cheek.
They passed his lips. It was these soft and somewhat cold lips that had made her infatuated, yet also made her hesitant to give her heart easily.
Her fingertips stopped on his slightly dry lips, tracing their curve.
She slowly inserted her slender finger inside. Originally just a curious and cautious probe, to her surprise, the man in the dream really cooperated with her. He slightly opened his lips and let her in.
Her finger felt a burst of warmth. She seemed to touch something soft that kept twirling around her finger, making her feel itchy.
Tang Youyou felt herself being aroused and grew a bit hot. She wanted to pull her finger out, but he gently bit it and didn't let go.
There was a slight pain, but it was just right, making her blush from head to toe.
"This dream is really so embarrassing," Tang Youyou murmured to the man lying beside her. She knew it wasn't really him, so she spoke without any scruples.
"If you were real, it would be even more unbearable." Tang Youyou finally managed to pull her finger out from between his teeth, but then he took it in his hand and gently caressed each finger. The comfortable touch made her sink in.
"I didn't expect you to do such things in my dream," Tang Youyou teased.
"What kind of things?"
Hearing his question, Tang Youyou was a bit surprised. She thought the man in the dream couldn't speak.
But his voice was exactly the same as the real one. This made Tang Youyou even more interested. She thought that since she couldn't do certain things in reality, she could at least do them in the dream.
With this thought in mind, Tang Youyou became bolder.
She suddenly flipped Rong Xun onto the bed, straddled his waist, and looked down at him.
"I didn't expect that one day I could pin you down, even if it's just in a dream. But this feeling is really wonderful," Tang Youyou said as she touched his chest. The touch through the clothes wasn't very good.
So she slipped her hand inside his clothes.
Rong Xun trembled. Firstly, her hand was a bit cold, and it felt uncomfortable against his smooth chest. Secondly, no one had ever dared to touch him so boldly.
Tang Youyou indulged in the feeling of his warm and firm chest. This solid touch was beyond compare. Moreover, the scars on it were his unique romance and maturity.
She traced each scar, shedding a tear on each one.
The warmth of her tears almost burned Rong Xun below. He looked at the tearful woman and gently wiped her eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Rong Xun's doting voice came from his nose. "Don't cry. You'll turn into a little tear - fairy."
Tang Youyou lay on his chest like a child, listening to his heartbeat, and closed her eyes peacefully.
Rong Xun also reached out to pat her back and stroke her smooth hair.
"You'er has suffered."
If he could stay by her side, none of this would have happened. He would never have let Rong Jiangyu take away his precious You'er.
Tang Youyou fell asleep again. Rong Xun carefully laid her back beside him.
This time, she slept very soundly and didn't wake up in the middle. Maybe it was the effect of the medicine, and she slept through the night.
Zhuifeng was guarding outside. Standing with her at the tent entrance were also Rong Jiangyu's subordinates.
She originally wanted to get rid of these people directly, but then she thought that they would be exposed if she did so, so she gave up and just stood there motionless.
Soon, it was getting late. She checked the surroundings and saw a sneaky figure emerge from the grass behind the lake and then drill into another dense patch of grass. It was getting closer and closer to the tent.
Zhuifeng thought it might be a rabbit or a wild boar. Rabbits were more agile than her, and wild boars were more ferocious.
It should be a person.
Zhuifeng watched as the figure got closer and closer, approaching the tent step by step.
But at this moment, no outsider could be allowed to get near. So Zhuifeng slowly stepped aside, took out a small dagger, and threw it into the grass with a whoosh.
The person inside reacted extremely quickly. Before the dagger got close, he had already grabbed the handle.
The person hiding in the grass thought to himself, isn't this Zhuifeng's thing? He had given this small dagger to her back then.
Yeyue slightly lifted his head from the grass, showing a pair of eyes and looking towards the entrance. To his surprise, he saw a boy dressed like a pageboy.
Yeyue didn't pay much attention. He just thought this boy was completely unfamiliar. And why was this boy here at the tent entrance?
He hadn't yet investigated who was living in this tent. This was the only one left in this area that he hadn't checked. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but there were really too many guards outside.
He didn't dare to knock all these guards out rashly, as it would be easier to be discovered. So he changed his plan.
At this moment, Zhuifeng had already recognized that the person in the grass was Yeyue. But she didn't act immediately because the face she was wearing wasn't her real one. It was normal for Yeyue not to recognize her.