Seeing that Yu Jingchen had made no further moves, Nan Ziyun began to get bold again. She had just discovered a big secret: His Majesty hid weapons! And he carried them with him every day!! Was this for defending against enemies?!
... Nan Ziyun suddenly felt a little proud. Did this prove she had done everything right before? It seemed these things weren't that difficult...
"His Majesty definitely hid weapons!" Nan Ziyun suddenly became fierce.
"What is it?" Yu Jingchen truly couldn't hold back any longer. His patience was running out.
"It's hidden right there, I can feel it! Weapons hurt when they injure people," Nan Ziyun said, pointing in the direction where Yu Jingchen had hidden the weapon.
Yu Jingchen's entire face turned so dark it looked like ink was about to drip. What weapon? Yu Jingchen gnashed his teeth in hatred, wishing he could just tear Nan Ziyun apart and devour her.
"Nan Ziyun, do you want to be punished?!" Yu Jingchen challenged her.
"Mmm~ No, no," Nan Ziyun shook her head like a rattle drum.
"Then shut your mouth, close your eyes, and lie here to sleep! If you dare say another word, I'll sew your mouth shut, do you believe me?" Yu Jingchen could no longer tolerate it.
Nan Ziyun: "..." So scary.
"But... Your Majesty didn't yell, so it doesn't count," Nan Ziyun retorted softly.
He still had to yell? Yell what?
"Your Majesty didn't cry, nor did he say he didn't want it, and he didn't even call me 'Nan Nan'," Nan Ziyun said unhappily. Yu Jingchen used to like calling Nan Ziyun 'Nan Nan' when they were intimate. Yu Jingchen's veins were starting to bulge.
"Little Yun'er... when you wake up tomorrow morning, if you remember what happened tonight, I'll see what you do," Yu Jingchen said fiercely, pinching her nose forcefully.
"Little Yun'er~ Hehehe," Nan Ziyun giggled foolishly again.
"Do you believe I'll just knock you out?" Yu Jingchen asked her.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. Your Majesty wouldn't knock me out, it hurts so much to be knocked out," Nan Ziyun clapped her hands.
Yu Jingchen: "..." Why did he feel like she was intellectually challenged? Had this child drunk too much? Was there something mixed in that wine?
"Go to sleep!" Yu Jingchen directly covered her with the quilt.
"Mmph~ I can't breathe!" Nan Ziyun struggled to pull the quilt off.
Yu Jingchen didn't put real force into it, and Nan Ziyun easily pulled the quilt away.
"Sleep!" Yu Jingchen's eyes conveyed an undeniable command.
Nan Ziyun, however, was no longer afraid of this. She immediately reacted and was about to deploy her trump card. Her lips curved downwards, and her eyes immediately turned red, looking so pitiful...
But... how could Yu Jingchen be so composed? He still looked at Nan Ziyun with an ironclad expression. Don't think you can get away with acting pitiful!
Yu Jingchen's expression remained unchanged, and Nan Ziyun gradually became nervous. Then... she quietly shrank into the quilt and pulled it up, trying to hide herself.
Yu Jingchen watched her disrupt things without saying a word. Just as Nan Ziyun was about to speak, Yu Jingchen cast a cold glance at her.
"En?!" Yu Jingchen uttered a single sound. The next moment, Nan Ziyun quickly closed her eyes.
Seeing this, Yu Jingchen raised an eyebrow. This was more like it. It turns out that force begets force.