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"Zi Family Spiced Braise" Courtyard.
The room on the second floor belonging to Ziyan was brightly lit.
Ziyan sat on the edge of the bed, gently rubbing her upper lip with the back of her hand, while fiercely glaring at the Demon Prince, who dared to enter her room despite the laughter of those downstairs.
"Let them laugh if they want. It's just a little thing; who doesn't experience love and desire?"
At this moment, the Demon Prince wore a shamelessly mischievous expression.
"Then why didn't you speak so boldly like that downstairs just now?" Ziyan retorted, both annoyed and amused.
Instantly, the Demon Prince helplessly dropped his playful facade. At the same time, a hint of shyness appeared on his face as he lowered his head and chuckled silently, unable to meet her gaze.
He then sat closely beside his Beloved Child and wrapped his long arm tightly around her, apologizing, "I'm sorry. I just wanted you to remember this lesson, but I forgot it would attract so much attention. Next time, I will find a place where no one can see us!"
"You—?"
Hearing the Monster's words, Ziyan was momentarily speechless with anger and tried desperately to break free from his embrace.
Unfortunately, the Demon Prince had anticipated this; no matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape.
Ziyan was furious and in her frustration, her intelligence seemed to vanish. She turned around and bit down on the Demon Prince's lower lip without hesitation, giving it a fierce bite.
“ hss—”
However, unexpectedly, the Demon Prince endured the pain without letting out a sound.
Once his mind cleared and he thought about it, he realized it was over! Now neither of them would be able to face anyone!
He felt like vomiting blood! How could his mind be so unable to withstand that moment of anger? This was truly embarrassing!
“Are you satisfied?”
The Demon Prince gritted his teeth in pain but wore an expression of acceptance.
“Uh? So annoying!”
After regaining her senses, Ziyan's mind was still in chaos.
“It’s fine. If someone asks about my lips later, I’ll just tell them I was bitten by a little wild cat.”
At this moment, the Demon Prince remained calm and composed.
“Let’s not go out to see anyone later. Maybe by tomorrow morning, all this swelling will have gone down.”
Ziyan lowered her head, looking completely like she had done something wrong.
However, to the Demon Prince, this scene appeared to be a cute and interesting sight.
"Pfft!"
The Demon Prince couldn't help but laugh out loud, then shook his head helplessly as he comforted the amusing Beloved Child in front of him, saying, "It's okay, silly girl. With me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."
Ziyan didn't look up and softly replied with an "oh" while maintaining her original posture.
Amused, the Demon Prince reached out and curled his index finger to lift Beloved Child's small face, which was about the size of his palm, and continued, "You are This King's little good girl. In this life, apart from This King, you don't need to care too much about anyone else's words."
"Go to hell! I am not some dependent little good girl. I have my own independence."
Ziyan furrowed her brows tightly and thought to herself after speaking with the Demon Prince: I will never be that kind of obedient little good girl who only listens to others.
"Sigh—It seems that This King is doomed to be under your control for the rest of his life."
The Demon Prince saw through the little girl's thoughts and intentionally showed weakness to his Beloved Child.
"Does it still hurt?"
Hearing what he said, Ziyan felt a bit soft-hearted for a moment and reached out to touch his lips that she had just bitten. "It's fine!"
After hearing "it's fine," the Demon Prince even leaned in and kissed the small hand that was gently touching his lips.
"Disgusting!"
Ziyan quickly withdrew her hand, feeling a bit tired and sleepy.
"I'm really tired; I need to take a nap."
This statement from Ziyan seemed directed at Demon Prince, yet it also sounded like she was talking to herself.
After saying this, she yawned, struggled to escape his embrace, took off her shoes, and then tilted her body to lie down on the bed, closing her eyes.
The Demon Prince looked at the Beloved Child who had fallen asleep on her own with a mix of helplessness and affection. He shook his head and then picked her up again, placing her properly on the bed, covering her with a blanket. He lay down beside her, smiling as he watched her sleeping face.
Gradually, once he could hear her light and even breathing, he slowly closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
In the dark of night, the lights were dim.
In the front hall of the Zi Family Spiced Braise, a lavish dinner was still laid out in the Courtyard.
Inside the Courtyard, everyone waited for a long time without seeing Ziyan or Prince Xuan come downstairs.
Thus, whispers began again: some were snickering, some were envious, some were gloomy, and some sighed!
There were many who snickered, so no need to elaborate; those who were envious were likely the lovestruck Ziying and Princess Ling Yuer.
The one filled with sorrow is Xiang Wang Lingfeng. At this point, his love for Yan'er in this lifetime is naturally hopeless.
The one lamenting is Zhou, thinking about how her daughters, whom she has painstakingly raised, will each leave her to marry into other families. A faint sadness arises uncontrollably.
"Sister, I don't think these two will want to come downstairs. How about we take some food up to them?"
Miao'er is quite perceptive regarding the feelings of these young people, so after a little thought, she suggested this to Zhou.
"Yes, you are right, sister. Let's do that."
Thus, the two loving mothers found two food boxes and filled them with the dishes that Ziyan and Prince Xuan usually enjoy. They also called for their attendants to prepare two basins of clean water. Then, each took a food box and led the attendants carrying the water basins to the door of Ziyan's room on the second floor.
When a few light knocks sounded from outside, Ziyan had already been awakened by hunger but hesitated to get out of bed. She touched her lips with her hand and felt that the swelling had not gone down.
So she dared not get up and just nestled in the arms of a certain prince.
At this moment, upon hearing the knocking, Ziyan simply buried her entire head under the covers, thinking about how she would handle it if the person knocking came in and laughed at her.
The Demon Prince had also woken up by now; he was originally waiting for Ziyan to speak. However, he found that not only did she remain silent, but upon hearing the knocking sound, she even buried her head deeper into the blankets.
With no other choice, the Demon Prince had to get up and open the door himself. As soon as he opened it, he instinctively raised his hand to cover his lower lip, which had also been bitten.
"You’re awake! I was worried you wouldn’t get up in time."
Miao'er tentatively asked her son, as she had always thought that he and his future wife should have already been intimate during this time.
"Um! I just woke up."
Ling Yuxuan replied calmly.
"Well, I was worried that you two might be too shy to come downstairs, so we brought you some food."
Miao'er exchanged a glance with Zhou, then explained the reason for their visit.
"Mm-mm!"
Ling Yuxuan immediately stepped aside from blocking the door, allowing the two mothers to enter the room.
After Miao'er and Zhou placed the food boxes they were carrying on the table, they began to scan the entire house in search of Ziyan.
Not seeing anyone around, both mothers curiously turned their attention back to Ling Yuxuan.
"Your Highness, where is my Yan'er?"
This time it was Zhou who asked Ling Yuxuan.
"Uh? She—please wait a moment."
Ling Yuxuan thought that apart from the two mothers and two attendants, there were no other outsiders present, so there was no need to be pretentious anymore. He strode directly to the bed and lifted the blanket covering Ziyan.
What appeared before everyone's eyes was Ziyan curled up into a ball. Ziyan had thought she could avoid this predicament and not be seen by anyone until dawn, but unexpectedly, her own Monster companion had easily 'betrayed' her.
With no way to hide anymore, Ziyan reluctantly got up and climbed out of bed, pouting.
"Mother, Aunt, why are you both here so late?"
"Aunt was worried that you two might be hungry, so she asked me to bring you some food. Although you ate a bit at Grandmother's House earlier, after such a long journey, you must be hungry now. Hurry up and wash your faces and clean your hands so we can eat!"
Zhou shook her head, feeling somewhat helpless as she spoke to her daughter with concern.
"Oh! Yes, yes, thank you Aunt and Mother."
Ziyan said shyly and reluctantly.
"Hehe, this child, you two are already at this stage, so from now on you should just call us both mothers. Don't call me Aunt anymore; it makes my heart flutter."
Miao'er said while covering her mouth and giggling as she instructed Ziyan.
"Uh?"
Suddenly, Ziyan felt a strange sensation in her heart and tilted her head in confusion as she looked at the certain Demon Prince who was also secretly enjoying the moment.
"Alright, alright, we won't disturb you two lovebirds anymore. Enjoy your meal! I'll have those two come back later to clean up for you."
Miao'er pointed at her two attendants while affectionately linking arms with Zhou, and the group then left the room one after another.
Once all four had disappeared through the door, Ziyan remained in a daze, still stunned by Miao'er's earlier remark.
"What's wrong?"
The Demon Prince waved a hand in front of Ziyan's eyes.
"What did your mother mean by that just now?" Ziyan asked, her gaze still somewhat vacant as she looked at the Demon Prince beside her.
"You can interpret it however you like. With your intelligence, how could you not understand such a small matter? Given our close relationship, it's only reasonable for you to address her as mother as well. I think that's perfectly appropriate, yes! I see nothing wrong with it."
In the next moment, the Demon Prince seriously and affirmatively expressed his thoughts, then quietly fixed his dark eyes on Ziyan.
"That's annoying! We haven't even gotten married yet!" Ziyan pouted and argued again.
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