Since her mother's death, Murong Jingwan has never had such a sweet sleep.
Surrounded by reassuring heartbeats, steady breathing, and warm embraces, Murong Jingwan has never been as quiet as at this moment.
The man next to her was so handsome that one couldn't live without his eyes. He had handsome eyebrows, thin red lips, and long eyelashes. Murong Jingwan painted them carefully with her hands.
Suddenly, Murong Jingwan's hand stopped in mid-air, her breathing stagnated, and Xuan Ningxuan woke up and was smiling at her.
"What do you want to do while I'm sleeping?" Xuan Ningxuan said maliciously, wrapping his right hand around Murong Jingwan's hand that was still in mid-air.
"No, I didn't do anything." Her face turned red with embarrassment, like a little girl who was caught doing something wrong.
Xuan Ningxuan smiled playfully and kissed Murong Jing Wan's blushing cheek. She didn't understand why a person's attitude could change so quickly. Not long ago, he cruelly forced her to abort the unborn flesh and blood in her belly.
"Your Majesty, it's time for you to go to court early." Murong Jingwan reminded me gently.
Xuan Ningxuan did not stand up, but stared straight at Murong Jingwan. After a long time, he asked softly: "Jingwan, do you know what this king wishes?" He frowned slightly, sighing helplessly.
"Jingwan knows." Murong Jingwan stared into Xuan Ningxuan's eyes, deliberately approached Xuanningxuan, and whispered in his ear, "The prince wants to become the Ninth Five-Year Master."
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Xuan Ningxuan's eyes. He had always had this ambition, but he concealed it very well in front of outsiders.
"Jingwan, I didn't know you were such a thoughtful person." The murderous intention quickly faded away, and the eyes that stared at Murong Jingwan were already shining with approval.
"My lord, if you can trust Jingwan, Jingwan is willing to help you." Murong Jingwan said calmly. No one but her could help Xuan Ningxuan fulfill his ambition. This was also her fatal weapon to defeat Murong Jingshu.
Xuan Ningxuan looked at Murong Jingwan questioningly. Although what happened last night made Xuan Ningxuan look at her with admiration, it did not mean that she had the ability to help him ascend the throne.
Murong Jingwan smiled and said nothing. After a long time, she put away her smile and asked lightly: "My lord, do you know that there is an organization called Shuiyun Palace in the world?"
Xuan Ningxuan's heartbeat stopped indifferently, and it took a long time for it to resume its slow beating.
ps: I solemnly recommend Zi Shang’s modern romance [The Newlywed Cousin Who Wrongly Loves a Beautiful Man]. I hope everyone will support it. It is currently being serialized!
