No one cared about Chu Yuanyuan's fainting.
However, Yan Zhao was extremely jealous about the fact that Chu Yuanyuan had touched Ning Yuwang's hand.
He was well - known for his jealous nature, and Ning Yuwang originally intended to keep it from him.
But what she didn't know was...
As soon as she entered the room, Lianzi told A Da, A Er and the others about Chu Yuanyuan's audacity.
Coincidentally, Yan Zhao heard it all.
"Chu Yuanyuan, that bastard, touched Wanwan's hand?"
The air suddenly turned cold, with a faint tinge of murderous aura.
In the darkness, Yan Zhao's face blended completely into it, making it hard to see his features.
Only his voice was gritted with anger, "I should have chopped off her hands long ago!"
"Your Highness, don't worry. The Princess shook her off right away!"
Lianzi was on Ning Yuwang's side and didn't want Yan Zhao to misunderstand.
She carefully recounted what had just happened, even mentioning Ning Yuwang's disgust for Chu Yuanyuan.
But Yan Zhao's expression didn't improve.
A Da quietly pulled Lianzi, who was about to speak further, back. When they reached a secluded place, he raised his eyebrows and reminded, "Silly girl, aren't you afraid of drowning in the jealousy?"
Her older brother seemed to know a lot.
Lianzi looked at the pride on his face and hesitated to speak.
A Si looked back and forth between the two of them and bravely asked the question, "So why are you still single, A Da?"
He had all these theories, but they had never seen him in action.
A Da: "..."
A Er dragged his younger sister Lianzi back, and A San hugged his precious sword and climbed up a tree to watch the show.
Even A Wu, who had just joined and wasn't very popular, pursed his lips, lowered his head, and quietly stepped back.
"Let you talk too much! Today I'll clean up the house for the Heir Apparent!"
Not long after, there was a roar.
A Da's fist was already raised.
A Si cried out for help: Your Highness, save A Si!
But the Heir Apparent he was thinking about had no time to care about him at the moment.
Filled with jealousy, Yan Zhao entered the room silently.
His originally gloomy and cold eyes turned into a look of gentle grievance the moment he saw Ning Yuwang.
He knew Ning Yuwang's personality. She was strong when facing the strong and at a loss when facing the weak.
Moreover, the Heir Apparent Yan was always confident in his appearance and knew that Ning Yuwang was most attracted to his good looks.
He gently rubbed the corners of his eyes with his slender fingers, and soon a faint blush spread across them. His eyelids were thin, and after being rubbed, they were filled with tears.
His wet eyes drooped and then lifted, looking helpless and aggrieved.
He was truly a handsome man, captivating people's hearts.
"Wanwan."
When Ning Yuwang heard his voice, she felt a tingling sensation in her heart.
Yan Zhao's voice was always deep and pleasant, but at this moment, he deliberately added a touch of softness, which was different from his usual innocent coquetry.
Her fingers itched slightly. Ning Yuwang gently bit her lips. He was really a charming goblin.
The tips of her ears gradually turned red, and her palms and chest were burning hot.
The tip of her tail, which Yan Zhao couldn't see, was happily wagging.
Yan Zhao, the "little goblin", didn't know the change in her mood, but he had excellent hearing.
Although Ning Yuwang seemed calm on the surface, her breathing was disordered.
"Chu Yuanyuan touched you!"
There was three - tenths of blame and seven - tenths of jealousy in his voice. Ning Yuwang didn't know whether she should explain first or comfort him.
"I haven't even touched your hand today!"
Yan Zhao seemed to have lost his memory.
He completely forgot that on the big boat today, the two of them almost had a "battle" in the compartment.
But he was always jealous. To avoid the suffocating jealousy in the room, Ning Yuwang didn't intend to expose him.
She took the initiative to place her hot palms on Yan Zhao's hands, "Chu Yuanyuan has already been taught a lesson. Your Highness, why bother about her? Wanwan only likes Your Highness."
Most of the jealousy in Yan Zhao's eyes faded, "But that woman touched Wanwan's hand. I'm not happy about it."
"Ziyan, what should I do to make you happy?"
Ning Yuwang catered to his thoughts, but saw a flash of shyness in Yan Zhao's eyes, who had just been so bold.
It was clearly he who brought it up first, but when Ning Yuwang asked, Yan Zhao became shy!
Ning Yuwang raised her eyebrows slightly. She vaguely felt that Yan Zhao's request was extraordinary.
She even couldn't help but have the thought of backing out.
It couldn't be something she didn't want to do, right!
Sure enough, Yan Zhao whispered in her ear softly, and after that, he gently bit the tip of Ning Yuwang's ear.
"Wife will agree to me, right?"
Ning Yuwang's face flushed red, "This place... is not very suitable!"
It was more than just unsuitable!
The resistance in her eyes clearly said: I don't want to!
But Yan Zhao sighed softly. His thin lips pressed against her earlobe, exhaling hot air, "Wife doesn't want to agree to me?"
Ning Yuwang, whose weakness had been grasped: "It's not that I can't!"
An incense stick later.
In the west courtyard of Fangshan.
In the hot spring pool, the steam was curling up, and the mist was billowing.
Ning Yuwang was sitting on a huge rock by the pool, with her legs submerged in the water, feeling the warmth.
Her bright red sheer dress was also soaked in the water as she moved, clinging tightly to her skin.
Her delicate figure was completely exposed.
Yan Zhao's eyes darkened, and he swallowed quietly.
He took off all his upper - body clothes and slowly entered the water in just a pair of white underwear.
Then he looked up at Ning Yuwang by the pool, "It's too cold outside. The water is warm. Does wife want to come down and soak?"
Although his tone was inquiring, his right hand gently picked up Ning Yuwang and placed her in the water.
The hot spring water was really warm, but Ning Yuwang had no intention of enjoying it.
It was because the view in front of her was so eye - catching, and his strong chest was so prominent.
The water droplets splashed as Yan Zhao moved, falling drop by drop until they were submerged in the water again.
Ning Yuwang unconsciously licked her red lips, and her gaze followed the direction of the falling water droplets downward.
But the mist circled in time, covering everything she wanted to see in her heart.
With a small sigh in her heart, Ning Yuwang inexplicably felt a touch of disappointment.
"If Wanwan wants to see, why not get closer."
Yan Zhao saw through her thoughts and moved closer again.
The two were already very close, and now Yan Zhao tightly wrapped Ning Yuwang in his arms.
"I... don't want to see."
Seemingly understanding Yan Zhao's intention, Ning Yuwang felt her waist go weak in advance, and her legs trembled involuntarily.
She resisted reaching out, but when her palm touched Yan Zhao's bare chest, she couldn't move it away.
It felt so good!
The dragon princess's gaze was completely fixed on that spot.
His good looks were too tempting for the dragon!
It was really hard to resist!
"Is Wanwan satisfied?"
The hot spring water was already very warm, but the hot air from Yan Zhao's lips tickled Ning Yuwang's heart.
She involuntarily replied following Yan Zhao, "Satisfied."
"Since Wanwan is satisfied, it's time for me to be satisfied too."
The water splashed, and the two slowly leaned against each other.
Yan Zhao lowered his head affectionately and kissed the woman he had been longing for.
All his jealousy disappeared at this moment.
In its place was joy, pleasure, and the deep connection between their hearts.
Ning Yuwang's charming face was blushing with tears. Her hands were intertwined with Yan Zhao's, and her lips were tightly held by him.
Her broken voice was drowned in the sound of the water, "Ziyan, be more restrained!"
But because the Heir Apparent Yan was physically weak before, Doctor Yan had strictly monitored him in the Heir Apparent's Mansion and explicitly forbidden certain things.
Now that his body was a little better and they were not in the mansion, how could he let go of the beauty in his arms.
"Wife, focus!"