On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

He told the truth: "The Yangxin Palace has collapsed. I will come to stay with you for two nights."

"Take me in?"

Has the Yangxin Palace collapsed?

Ye Zhiyu looked him up and down, and was relieved when he didn't see any injuries. His face was solemn: "Why did the Yangxin Palace suddenly collapse?"

Feng Wuming shook his head: "I don't know, it collapsed suddenly. The cause of the collapse will be investigated later."

He rubbed his arms deliberately: "It's quite cold outside."

Ye Zhiyu looked at him expressionlessly, with searching eyes.

"Your Majesty, if you're cold, go find a room to sleep. There are so many rooms in the palace, you can sleep wherever you want."

He didn't go to so many rooms in the palace, but he came to her here. It was clear what the evil-minded man wanted.

The mistakes made last time must not be repeated again.

Feng Wuming looked at her: "Can't you take her in?"

Ye Zhiyu shook his head firmly: "Your Majesty, you should sleep elsewhere."

Feng Wuming sighed, but he didn't force her.

Seeing him turn around, Ye Zhiyu thought he was about to leave, and was still muttering in his mind.

So easy to talk today?
He really left if she didn't agree?
damn it!
What's going on with the sudden feeling of disappointment and melancholy in my heart!

Feng Wuming stopped in front of the pillar. He leaned against the pillar and looked at her with raised eyebrows, looking a little pitiful.

"Go to sleep and leave me alone. I'll just stay on this pillar for one night."

"Anyway, it's just a night's sleep. It won't be a serious problem. At most, it's just a cold and a fever."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and leaned his head upward. The cool breeze blew, and he wrapped his robe tightly, shrinking back, and his brows lost their usual coldness.

It's even more pitiful.

Ye Zhiyu looked at him with extremely dark eyes and grinded his teeth.

What a sinister man!

He was quite good at picking pillars and chose a pillar with the wind downwind.

He also deliberately said some words that made people feel soft.

She clicked her tongue twice, "Men, men, are no worse than women when it comes to playing tricks."

Humph.

Do you think pretending to be pitiful will make her soft-hearted?

She is a woman with a heart of stone, and feeling sorry for a man is the beginning of bad luck.

Feng Wuming coughed and frowned, with a bit of discomfort on his handsome face.

Ye Zhiyu: "..."

Damn soft heart of hers.

Ye Zhiyu opened the door: "Okay, stop pretending to be pitiful and come in."

Feng Wuming opened his eyes and saw her folding her arms and looking at him helplessly. She hooked her lips and strode into the house, closing the door.

Ye Zhiyu glanced at him faintly: "Your Majesty, it's a blessing that I am a person who easily softens my heart, otherwise you would have to sleep with the wind outside all night."

Feng Wuming's eyes were gentle, and he looked at her with a smile. It was like ice and snow melting in an instant, and her smile was very beautiful.

Ye Zhiyu looked at him blankly, realizing that he had just been stunned, and unnaturally averted his eyes.

"Your Majesty, you sleep on the bed and I will make the floor on the floor tonight."

Feng Wuming has been of high status since she was a child, so she should be left to do things like laying the floor.

Ye Zhiyu took out a quilt and was about to spread it on the ground when Feng Wuming took the quilt over.

"What are you doing sleeping on the floor?"

He said it matter-of-factly, and Ye Zhiyu's face turned red.

"It's not that I haven't slept."

She stared at him, was she ashamed?
Looking at her red ears, Feng Wuming thought of teasing her, and whispered in her ear: "Are you shy?"

Ye Zhiyu suddenly pushed him away: "Who is shy? I am not shy. Isn't it just sharing the same bed? Your Majesty is not afraid of being taken advantage of, and I am not afraid either." She raised her chin: "Just sleep, Who is afraid of whom?"

She walked straight to the bed and walked out with a majestic and high-spirited aura: "I'm not afraid anyway."

Feng Wuming looked at her back with a smile on his face and couldn't help laughing. He suppressed a smile and followed her: "I'm not afraid either."

Sure enough, it's not exciting.

Lying stiffly on the bed, Ye Zhiyu didn't dare to move. The room was dark. She looked at the top of the bed with her big eyes open, feeling annoyed.

No stimulation, no stimulation.

Once excited, the consequences are forgotten.

It's fine now. The two of them are sleeping in the same bed. She doesn't dare to move. If she moves, she might touch him.

It's not as comfortable as sleeping on the floor.

She couldn't sleep at all. She couldn't just stay in bed with her eyes open all night.

Ye Zhiyu put her hands on her face, secretly hating Feng Wuming for catching her careless shortcomings.

Feng Wuming wasn't much better than her, so he didn't dare to move.

The last time the two of them slept in the same bed, he was in a daze and woke up in the morning as a matter of course, but now he was as nervous as a young boy.

Feng Wuming listened to her breathing and knew that she was not asleep either.

He moved.

As soon as he moved, Ye Zhiyu's whole body tensed up and his toes spread nervously.

"Your Majesty, are you still awake?"

Feng Wuming hummed: "You didn't sleep either."

Ye Zhiyu smiled.

I can't sleep with you around.

Feng Wuming pursed his lips, turned sideways and leaned towards her, and slowly moved his hands to her waist to prevent her from running further inside.

Ye Zhiyu was hugged by him, her heart seemed to jump out of her chest, her breathing was rapid, and she swallowed nervously.

"Is it okay?" Feng Wuming hugged her and asked cautiously.

Ye Zhiyu wanted to cover his face.

Why do you ask after I’ve already hugged you?If she didn't push it away, then it was okay. Let her admit it in person, but she couldn't say it out loud.

Feng Wuming felt her tight body. In fact, he was not much better. He exhaled slightly, and his gentle and pleasant voice sounded in the quiet room.

"Wang Xiao'e, you have been avoiding me the past few days, why are you avoiding me?"

The problem between the two of them must be found.

Ye Zhiyu bit his lip and relaxed involuntarily without making a sound.

Feng Wuming pulled her into his arms, with a low and gentle voice, and asked her again: "Why are you avoiding me?"

Ye Zhiyu still didn't speak, she was a little confused.

"Tell me, okay?" Feng Wuming sighed and touched her face: "No matter what the reason is, I want to know."

His voice was soft, filled with uncertainty and worry: "I was afraid that you would suddenly avoid me again that day. I looked for the reason like a headless fly, but I couldn't find it."

Ye Zhiyu's heart trembled and he felt bitter.

She turned around, and she couldn't see anything in the night, but she could still feel his burning gaze, stuck tightly to her face.

He held her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear from his arms.

It turns out that Feng Wuming also worries about gains and losses.

Ye Zhiyu felt a little distressed and suddenly asked him: "Your Majesty, Wen Yufu told you that I was a time traveler. Do you really believe what I told you?"

"Do not lie to me."

Feng Wuming did not answer directly: "I expressed my thoughts that day, and I will believe you."

"It doesn't matter whether you are a time traveler or not, as long as it's you, that's fine!"

The soft voice fell in Ye Zhiyu's ears, which shocked her whole body and made her feel complicated. She said dumbly: "Do you believe me so much? Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?" (End of Chapter)