After finishing his words, Sikong Mo suddenly realized that the person he was talking about was going to be his future father-in-law.
Moreover, if Ye Jiu became a Commandery Princess, it would be greatly disadvantageous for him to take a wife in the future.
As descendants of the nation’s founding heroes, the War King Residence wielded considerable power, and it was precisely for this reason that every Emperor felt wary of them.
To alleviate the concerns of the Royal Family, the mistresses of the War Prince Residence were never of high birth, let alone marrying princesses or commandery princesses from the Royal Family; such a thing had never occurred.
Being resolute on having Ye Jiu, Sikong Mo thus could not help but start thinking about this matter in advance.
Although Sikong Mo’s words made sense, they weighed heavily on Ye Jiu’s heart.
Because her experiences from two lifetimes had given her severe trust issues, especially when it came to matters of the heart, where she always found herself unconsciously fleeing.
She could feel the kindness the Prince of Jing had for her, but the better he treated her, the more guilty she felt.
Because deep down in her heart, she would never choose to leave the Ye Family and return to the Prince of Jing’s residence.
But Ye Jiu did not yet understand that life was unpredictable; things didn’t always go as one wished, and when the time came, she might not even have a chance to choose.
His voice was like a lullaby, making Ye Jiu’s eyelids grow heavier and gradually drift into sleep.
Maybe his words did have an effect, for Ye Jiu slept soundly that night.
This dream lasted till dawn.
When Ye Jiu woke up, she found herself lying entirely in Sikong Mo’s arms, their bodies were very close, with only a thin layer of nightwear on each, through which she could feel the warmth of his body.
Fortunately, the room temperature was automatically regulated; otherwise, wearing such thin clothes through a winter night would have been deadly cold.
Ye Jiu’s face turned red, and she hurriedly climbed out of his embrace, only to find that Sikong Mo had not been sleeping, but staring at her with a pair of eyes that twinkled with mirth.
Suddenly, Ye Jiu’s face reddened even more. "You... you didn’t sleep all night, did you?"
"I couldn’t sleep." Sikong Mo adjusted his position and glanced at his embrace before teasing, "Do you want to continue sleeping for a while?"
Ye Jiu followed his gaze and saw clear saliva stains on the snow-white nightwear.
In that moment, she felt utterly discomposed.
She had never known that she drooled in her sleep!
"I’m sorry, do you want to take it off and I’ll help you wash it?" Ye Jiu said with a sorrowful expression.
Sikong Mo’s smile deepened, and his tone was heavily teasing, "Are you sure... you want me to take it off now?"
Seeing his expression, Ye Jiu knew he was doing this on purpose.
Not to be outdone, she retorted, "If you don’t mind, then go ahead and take it off."
Sikong Mo’s eyes darkened, and he felt an unexpected surge of desire; he hadn’t expected Ye Jiu to respond like that, which made things a bit awkward.
However, seeing the smile in Ye Jiu’s eyes, Sikong Mo suddenly wanted to test her.
To see if she really could remain indifferent to him!
His hand slowly moved to the neckline, a gentle tug and the ribbon came undone.
Then, Ye Jiu covered Sikong Mo’s hand with her own.
"Stop, I was kidding, please tie your clothing back up." Ye Jiu panicked, for she had not expected him to actually dare to start undressing.