After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

Qin Yaoguang was so sleepy that she felt dizzy and had to rely on his arm to support her body. She felt so weak.

In a daze, she forced herself to hold on to her last bit of rationality: "It's in broad daylight, outside, and people can see us."

Even in your own house, there is no right to cuddle with your husband. It is too frivolous.

Yan Changqing smiled softly: "Don't worry, Madam, no one else can see it."

He loved the way his wife became dazed when she was sleepy. Even her thinking would slow down a few beats, and her voice would become soft and tender, like a kitten, scratching his heart again and again.

Qin Yaoguang hummed slowly, not really understanding what he meant.

Looking down at her, Yan Changqing wished he could rub her into his bones and never be separated from her for a moment.

He stretched out his hand, grasped her slender waist, and Yan Changqing carried her into the air.

In the air, naturally no one can see it.

Qin Yaoguang slapped him belatedly, but then, fascinated by the feeling of flying in the air, she stretched out her right hand and tried to catch the wind passing through her fingertips.

"Yaoguang, be careful not to fall."

Yan Changqing reminded her and simply hugged her tighter.

Madam can do whatever she wants, but as for her safety, she is responsible for it herself.

He discovered early on that his lady loved the feeling of flying through the air.

Now that the dust has settled, just let it be his way of satisfying her little hobby.

If you walk steadily from the entrance to Huamu Hall without taking a break, it will take about fifteen minutes.

However, Yan Changqing took the aerial route and was extremely fast.

When we arrived at Huamu Hall, there was no one inside.

The servants followed Nanny Deng and Hanlu to the main gate to welcome the princess back home, but they haven't had time to come back yet.

Yan Changqing was very familiar with the structure of Huamu Hall.

He gently placed Qin Yaoguang on the soft couch beside the bed and said softly, "Yaoguang, wait a minute. I'll go get some hot water to wipe your face."

Qin Yaoguang half closed her eyes and rubbed his hand.

Yan Changqing's heart was softened.

Yan Changqing took off her cloak, took the silk quilt that had been prepared on the couch and covered her with it, then went to the small kitchen in Huamutang.

Just as he expected, the Princess's Mansion had already made preparations for the master's return.

The kitchen is steaming hot, with a full range of dishes available, including stewed bird's nest with rock sugar, nourishing autumn tonic stewed with fish maw and sea cucumber, as well as various pastries and snacks.

However, these are not what Yan Changqing is looking for.

His eyes fell on the pot of hot water.

Qin Yaoguang was half asleep when she felt a warm touch on her face, which was very gentle.

She opened her eyes and saw Yan Changqing wiping her face.

Seeing her open her eyes, Yan Changqing smiled and said, "Go to sleep, I'll wipe it for you."

He carefully wiped away the dust and stains on her face, rubbed the towel in hot water, then lifted her wrist and cleaned her fingers one by one.

The fingers are as green as green, with skin as smooth as cream and as soft as boneless.

Yan Changqing wiped each finger with a focused look, and felt that his wife's whole body was so beautiful, especially her fingers.

When Hanlu opened the curtain and came in, she saw the only prince of a different surname in this dynasty, who was concentrating on serving her master.

Qin Yaoguang lay on her side on the couch, her curves undulating gracefully under the silk quilt.

Yan Changqing held her hand as if he was holding some rare treasure.

The whole scene was so beautiful that it seemed like an unreal painting.

Hearing footsteps, Yan Changqing looked up and silently lip-synced, "She's asleep."

Hanlu nodded and knelt down to greet him.

Immediately afterwards, Madam Deng came in and asked softly, "Sir, has the master had breakfast yet?"

When she asked this, Yan Changqing suddenly remembered that it was more than just breakfast that he had not eaten.

The forced march did not allow any slackness. We had to travel day and night and just fill our stomachs.

Yesterday at noon, the rations for the entire army were two roujiamo (Chinese meat buns) per person, which were eaten with water on horseback.

Only then could he closely follow Prince Ruyang into the palace.

The situation was tense at night and I had no time to eat until this morning.

He had long been accustomed to the army life of sleeping in the open air, but he forgot that she was originally a princess who lived in luxury and never complained on the way, and lived and ate with the soldiers.

Seeing that he was stunned, Nanny Deng knew the answer without saying much.

"Now that you're back, you should take good care of yourself. The master has lost a lot of weight."

Nanny Deng did not mean to blame him, but Yan Changqing felt that it was his fault for not taking good care of the lady.

He put down the towel and said softly, "Let her sleep for a while. Please ask Mammy to prepare breakfast."

"I don't dare to accept the invitation from the Prince Consort."

Nanny Deng lit a burner of incense, and the fragrance of jasmine after the rain quickly filled the room, with a hint of woody scent in the fragrant air.

Soon, Nanny Deng came in with Hanlu and a food box.

There were light nourishing dishes such as the bird's nest porridge that Yan Changqing saw in the kitchen, as well as braised beef, ham and bamboo shoot soup that suited his taste.

"Mammy is thoughtful."

As a martial artist, he has a bigger appetite than Qin Yaoguang and likes to eat meat more.

Madam Deng smiled kindly: "Master and Prince Consort are doing well. This is the blessing that this old slave has earned in three lifetimes."

It has been very hard for the master, but now the clouds have finally cleared and the moon is shining.

Seeing her master happy makes her happier than anything else.

She was still thinking that she was still strong enough, and when her master and her husband had a child, she would take care of the little master or little girl for her master!

Oh, no, it should be the little prince or the little princess.

The eight-immortal table was filled with a wide variety of dishes.

Yan Changqing leaned over and whispered in Qin Yaoguang's ear: "Yaoguang, eat something before going to sleep."

Nanny Deng is right. Don’t starve yourself.

You can also sleep more soundly if you eat before going to bed.

He called out a few times, and Qin Yaoguang hummed softly from her nose and slowly opened her eyes.

The fragrance of jasmine after the rain was a habit she developed in the mansion. Every morning when she woke up, the maid would light it to help her wake up from her sleep.

At this moment, let her wake up comfortably.

Qin Yaoguang stretched and sat up with the help of Yan Changqing's hand.

Hanlu served her fragrant tea and helped her rinse her mouth.

Then a cup of fragrant and refreshing chrysanthemum tea was brought up, and Qin Yaoguang drank it slowly.

I just felt the fragrance lingering in my mouth and I woke up.

She didn't sleep for long, but because it was a deep sleep, she felt very comfortable when she woke up.

"Why are you still here?"

Qin Yaoguang looked at Yan Changqing and smiled mischievously: "You're not going back to your Zhenguo Mansion?"

Yan Changqing immediately showed a hurt expression: "Madam, don't you want to see your husband?"

Qin Yaoguang glanced at him sideways, her eyes flickering.

To others, the interaction between the two was undoubtedly flirting.

"Master, have breakfast first." Nanny Deng urged with a smile.

In the eyes of the elderly, nothing is more important than their health.

Qin Yaoguang touched his stomach and said, "I'm really hungry."