Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 823 Kiss

Chapter 823: Chapter 823 Kiss

Xiaoqing had no choice but to go outside, unable to sit still, and she dared not sleep, fearing that the Emperor might have some instruction later on.

But since the Emperor stayed and didn’t leave, and she was too sleepy, she eventually dozed off with her head on the desk.

Inside, the Emperor still refused to leave, not wanting to miss the opportunity to be this close to Nan Feng. Once this moment passed, who knew how long he’d have to wait.

Perhaps because of the medicine, Nan Feng broke into a sweat, and her body temperature finally went down.

But the sweat-soaked clothes couldn’t stay on her body forever, and they needed to be changed promptly to avoid catching a cold again. The Emperor initially thought of going out to call for Xiaoqing, but Xiaoqing was already sleeping like a pig.

Forget it, the Emperor actually didn’t want to really call Xiaoqing in. She was too noisy, her voice too hoarse, and when she shouted, her voice filled the entire Governor Mansion.

The Emperor simply took several clean clothes from Nan Feng’s chest, carefully peeled off her sweat-soaked clothes, and finally put clean clothes on her.

Even then, his thoughts remained pure; after all, she was sick. To do anything at such a time would be no different from a beast, wouldn’t it?

The Emperor just gently leaned in and pressed another kiss on Nan Feng’s lips.

Nan Feng, who was sleeping in a daze, felt someone kissing her. She thought it was Ye brother, so subconsciously, she wrapped her hands around his neck.

The sensation was so beautiful that even in a dream, she wasn’t eager to wake up.

Shivering when embraced, the Emperor hadn’t expected Nan Feng to take the initiative to hug and kiss him, so he kissed her back even more passionately.

That kiss was so heartfelt and poignant. Nan Feng had never imagined feeling something so real in a dream, so she opened her eyes and subconsciously looked for "Ye brother".

But when she opened her eyes, she saw the Emperor.

Nan Feng was startled, quickly let go, and nearly rolled under the bed. "Your... Your Majesty?"

The Emperor was sitting on the edge of the bed, preventing her from rolling underneath, so she ended up shrinking back against the wall, "Your Majesty, why is it you? I..."

She looked around; it was indeed her room, but there were only the two of them.

Upon recalling the night’s events more carefully, although she was delirious with fever, now with a clear head, she vaguely remembered: she was sick, clung to his clothes, he fed her medicine, changed her clothes...

Frightened, Nan Feng called out for Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing..."

She didn’t wake Xiaoqing, who, once asleep, wouldn’t awaken unless doused with water.

The Emperor looked at Nan Feng’s fearful face and felt an immense sense of loss, but he maintained an indifferent expression: "Why do you reject me so?"

"Because Nan Feng isn’t blessed enough to accept," Nan Feng continued to shrink into the corner.

"What if I feel blessed to accept? If you agree, I can write to Nangong Ye right now. I’ll have him guard the frontier for the rest of his life and never return."

"No!" Nan Feng instantly shook her head: "Your Majesty, I am always Nangong Ye’s wife, I will be his wife all my life, and I belong to him already. I can’t fit anyone else in my heart, not even Your Majesty!"

The Emperor stood before Nan Feng, his eyes beginning to show his torment: "Is that really what you think? After all this time, have you never had any feelings for me?"

"..." Nan Feng didn’t know if she had ever had feelings. She only knew she used to despise him, but now she didn’t, and she could accept being with him. However, she couldn’t guarantee that if they continued to be together, she wouldn’t develop feelings for him.