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Chu Zhao hastily raised his cup and said, "Your humble servant wishes the wangfei the best in her dreams, with no worries at all."

Shen Lingjue understood that he was hinting at eliminating the political enemies as soon as possible and not worrying about Shen You Huang's rebellion anymore, so he nodded his head.

Jing Qi also raised his glass: "Then this lowly subordinate … …" I wish the princess consort would spend her life with me, never separate us, eat all the delicacies in the world, travel all over the world, and drink a thousand cups for the benefit of our close friends! "

"Good!" The literary talent is not bad! " Feng Ningyan loved Jing Qi's words the most, "Jing Qi is right. In this world, eating and drinking is two words. Don't worry, Prince and I definitely won't forget to bring you along when we eat and drink and play!"

Shen Ling Jue's heart warmed, looking at her doting smile.

At this time, Ah Yao blankly looked at everyone. Seeing that everyone else had finished their blessings, she didn't know what to say.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but cry.

Feng Ning Yan was baffled. "Ah Yao, what are you crying for?"

"Servant …" "Your servant wishes that wangfei will always be young and that she will never grow old …"

"Then …" Feng Ningyan knew that her blessings had to do with her beauty, so she consoled, "That's good …"

A'Yao said sorrowfully, "But this servant knows that there is no such thing as' unaging '. No matter how well you take care of it, there will be a day when the westernmost trees and flowers are crushed into mud …"

Feng Ning Yan couldn't help but be surprised as she looked at Shen Ling Jue.

Even though she had never considered her appearance to be anything major, she was still afraid that one day, she would become old, lose her upright posture, lose her agility, and even fall to the ground while swaying …

Would he still be like today, cherishing and loving her like a precious treasure?

Everyone present was somewhat embarrassed by Ah Yao's inappropriate and inexplicable words.

Shen Ling despaired as he looked at Feng Ning Yan. Seeing the faint sadness and uncertainty in her eyes, the smile on his face gradually faded.

He put his hand on the back of her hand and held it gently.

"The relationship between life and death is vast, and we shall discuss it together. Hands of obsession, we shall grow old together. "

When Feng Ningyan heard this poem, her eyes immediately warmed up. His hand had already blurred in her line of sight.

She raised her hand to quickly wipe away the tears in her eyes and smiled brightly, "Shen Lingjue, remember what you said today. If you dare to say that I'm old and useless in the future, I'll make a fool out of you."

Shen Ling Jue laughed, and then wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "Alright, if you can't draw anymore, you can call us grandsons. If this old man frowns, I won't be considered a good man."

Feng Ning Yan was stunned, her mind couldn't help but picture the scene of her and Shen Ling Jue being old and still hugging each other.

Her nose felt slightly sour as she said emotionally, "That's right. By then, we might already be full of children and grandchildren. You will not despise me for being old, nor will I despise you for being so old, nor will I despise you for being so old that you will live in the same bed, and you will die in the same place. "If there really is such a day, how wonderful it would be …"

Ah Yao listened to what the two said in a daze, he was extremely moved.

The four people beside them were moved by their infatuation until their eyes turned red.

Everyone raised their cups and downed the wine in one gulp. Their hearts were filled with a different taste.

As Feng Ningyan looked at everyone, she felt that her previous life was a nightmare, a beautiful dream that she didn't want to wake up from in this life.

Listening to the cheers and laughter as she looked at the flawless Shen Ling Jue, she suddenly felt a little afraid that one day she would wake up and realize that this was truly a beautiful dream …

However, this feeling of loss quickly disappeared with the loud sounds of punching and unbridled laughter.

With a hint of drunkenness, under Lan Zhu and Ah Yao's support, she went back to her room and sat in the bathtub. She was still shouting "Tiger, Worms, Barbs, Chicken!"

Perhaps because she was too tired from running all the way, or perhaps because she had overused her strength from the rebellion at the palace, she sat in the bath barrel with her head lowered, falling asleep.

Lan Zhu also couldn't bear to wake Feng Ning Yan up, so she and another maid helped her wash her body and hair while they poured hot water.

Feng Ningyan fell asleep just like that. After she finished showering, Lan Zhu called out to her from the side. She didn't even wake up.

"Princess hasn't finished washing?" Seeing that Feng Ning Yan had been washing for more than an hour and still had no intention of coming out, Shen Ling Jue asked.

Lan Zhu hurriedly said, "It's done, but she's also asleep. She can't even wake up from her sleep. She's been really tired recently."

Shen Ling Jue frowned slightly, throwing the book in his hand, getting off the soft couch, and walked into the inner room.

"Ah …" Prince … "Esteemed wangfei isn't wearing …"

Lan Zhu was startled, because Shen Ling Jue never came in when Feng Ning Yan was bathing.

Shen Ling Jue pulled off the bathrobe on the clothes rack next to her which was embroidered with sculptures and flowers. He walked to the side of the bath barrel and reached his hand under Feng Ning Yan's ribs and hugged her.

With one hand, he placed the bathrobe on her body, then picked her up and carried her to the bed.

When Lan Zhu saw this, she hastily lifted the curtain and walked to the bed.

"Bring me some dry towels." Shen Ling Jue then carefully placed Feng Ning Yan on the bed and covered the bed with the blanket. Only then did he remove his wet bathrobe.

Lan Zhu handed over a towel, and Shen Ling Jue gently lifted Feng Ning Yan's head and placed it on his lap, gently rubbing it with a towel to dry her hair.

He was careful and his actions were even softer than wiping away a priceless treasure.

Only after using seven to eight sweat towels did she help Feng Ning Yan dry her hair.

He lifted her head again, allowing her to rest on the soft pillow. After tucking her in, he raised his hand and put down the bed curtain, ordering the maid to step back.

He lay on his side beside her, watching her as she slept.

She suddenly smacked her lips as if she was eating something delicious. He couldn't help but laugh.

Then she rolled over and pressed her hands and feet against him, still holding him like a pillow.

Naturally, she did not know that after she finished bathing, she did not wear any clothes. Her skin was as thin as porcelain, and even in the weak light of the red tent, it was still a bright and clean white.

In her hair, the scent of a young girl crept into his nose, stirring his heart.

Shen Lingjue let out a light sigh and slowly raised his hand. He wanted to use his fingertips to touch her slender arm, when he suddenly saw the bright red gatekeeping sand on her upper arm. His heart couldn't help but feel warm.

He gritted his teeth. He knew that he wouldn't be able to bear sleeping with her tonight, so he decided to sleep on the soft couch instead …

He smiled wryly and took hold of her wrist, trying to move her away from his arms.

But as soon as his fingers touched her hand, she moaned and hugged him tighter, her long legs wrapped around his body.

That soft feeling made the blood in his body boil.

His frown deepened, and his body tightened like a full bow.

However, when he saw that she was sleeping soundly and snuggling up to him with a carefree smile on her face, he really couldn't bear to disturb her beautiful dreams.

Just like this, his body warmed up, cooled down, and his emotions were suppressed by various methods again and again.

This woman hadn't relaxed her grip on him in the slightest.

He was finally exhausted and gradually fell asleep in her embrace.

In the middle of the night, the person in his arms suddenly moved, waking him from his sleep.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw that Feng Ningyan had long been kicked to who knows where on earth.

She hugged him tightly, rubbed her upper body against his, and mumbled:

"Cold..." "So cold …"