After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 135 "I'm willing to face the future with you!"

In the early morning, dappled sunlight, like golden gauze, streamed through the cracks in the window and poured into the room.

Lin Qianqian nestled peacefully in Murong Yi's arms like a lazy kitten. Her sleeping face was serene and beautiful, her long, ink-black hair flowing freely, a few strands playfully resting on her cheeks, trembling slightly with her soft breathing. Her long eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on her eyelids, and her pink lips were slightly pouting.

Murong Yi was awakened by the annoying sunlight. His brows furrowed slightly in displeasure. He blinked his sleepy eyes and looked around with a hint of confusion. After taking in the unfamiliar surroundings, his gaze fell directly on the woman beneath him.

In his mind, the tender scenes from last night flooded back like a tide. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, filled with satisfaction and joy. He tightened his arms again, pulling Lin Qianqian closer to his embrace, and then leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead.

The kiss seemed to possess a magical power. Lin Qianqian's brows furrowed slightly, her long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes. Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze for a moment. A hint of embarrassment flashed in Lin Qianqian's eyes. Her gaze darted nervously over Murong Yi's bare upper body, her fingers unconsciously rising slightly to gently poke his chest. She forced a smile, trying to hide her inner unease and nervousness. Her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Um… it's dawn. Last night, His Highness… got drunk," her eyes darted away, her hands flailing erratically in the air, "He wouldn't leave no matter what, and… he even threw things…" Her voice trailed off, almost inaudible, her throat bobbing as she swallowed hard. "So…"

Murong Yi seemed to see through her panic, and smiled wickedly, a smile full of doting and affection. He gazed at her quietly without saying a word, but his gaze seemed to be able to drown a person.

Lin Qianqian tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with a hint of reproach and helplessness, and pouted as she said, "What does Your Highness mean by looking at me like that?"

Murong Yi's lips curled into a playful smile, a mischievous glint in his eyes, as he feigned ignorance and asked, "Oh? Can't I look at you?"

Lin Qianqian snorted and deliberately made her tone sarcastic: "What's so good-looking about me! How can I compare to your stunningly beautiful Su Wan'er!" After saying that, she deliberately emphasized the words "stunningly beautiful" and "stunningly beautiful".

Murong Yi's playful expression vanished instantly, her brows furrowing tightly, as if a hidden chord in her heart had been touched.

He lowered his head slightly, lost in thought, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Lin Qianqian turned around, her back to him, her lips unconsciously pouting, her cheeks puffed out, her face full of helplessness and a little grievance, looking like a little animal that was angry but had nowhere to vent.

Murong Yi stared at Lin Qianqian's back as she turned away, a surge of irrepressible impulse rising in his heart. He gently stood up, embraced Lin Qianqian from behind, and lightly touched the back of her neck with his lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Lin Qianqian felt a sudden surge of awkwardness and discomfort. Her brows furrowed and her face was full of displeasure. She shouted, "Your Highness, please don't do this!" As she spoke, she suddenly stood up, trying to break free from his embrace and hurriedly prepared to get out of bed.

However, Murong Yi would not let go so easily. He tightened his grip and pulled Lin Qianqian back into his arms, holding her tightly with an irresistible domineering force.

Lin Qianqian struggled desperately in his arms, pushing against his chest with both hands, her eyes filled with fear and anger. "What are you doing? Someone's coming soon!"

Murong Yi, however, seemed unconcerned, her eyes burning with passion and determination. "So what? We're husband and wife, it's perfectly normal for us to do what husband and wife do!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian blushed and shouted seriously, "Your Highness, don't forget, we have a contract. In public we are husband and wife, but in private we will not interfere with each other! Ah! Let me go! You're hurting me!" Her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were also slightly red.

Upon hearing Lin Qianqian's words, Murong Yi unconsciously loosened his grip slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on her.

The heat and domineering intensity of his gaze had faded, and his eyes, once like a deep, dark pool, were now rippling with genuine emotion.

"Qianqian," Murong Yi said softly, her eyes revealing tenderness and sincerity.

"What?!" Lin Qianqian was shocked, her eyes widening as she stared at him in disbelief. "How could Your Highness..." She hadn't expected Murong Yi to utter such a cheesy word. She secretly wondered: [Has Murong Yi taken the wrong medicine?! Suddenly calling me "Qianqian~" Ugh~ Goosebumps are popping out all over me...]

Murong Yi's voice became low and hoarse, carrying a hint of emotion he could not hide. He cupped Lin Qianqian's cheeks in his hands, their eyes met, and after a moment of thought, he spoke softly, "A contract is just a piece of paper. Can't you feel the changes in my heart?" He tilted his head slightly, his forehead gently touching Lin Qianqian's, their noses touching, their breaths audible.

Murong Yi's gaze was gentle and tender, fixed on her with deep affection, his eyes sparkling like stars, as if the whole world had shrunk to just the person in front of him.

Murong Yi's hands tightened slightly, as if afraid that the person in front of him would suddenly disappear. His gaze was fixed on Lin Qianqian, sincere and ardent, and he slowly said, "I don't know when it started, but my heart has completely lost control, and my emotions have overwhelmed me like a surging tide. I still remember the time we were kidnapped by bandits, when we fought side by side, sharing life and death. Your courage and wisdom were deeply imprinted in my heart. When we found Seventh Sister, seeing you go all out, your kind and determined appearance made me unable to look away. And when we released the lanterns, the light in your eyes was more dazzling than the lanterns themselves, shining into the softest part of my heart."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian's eyes widened instantly, filled with shock and astonishment, as if she had heard the most unbelievable thing in the world. Her lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but the sudden confession left her mind blank.

Murong Yi paused for a moment, sighed softly, and continued, "Every moment, my heart is in turmoil, overwhelmed by emotions. I have told myself countless times that all of this is just an illusion, and I must not succumb to it, but my heart is completely unresponsive. So, when I saw Wuming standing with you, I was consumed by jealousy, and my reason was destroyed. Qianqian, I... love you... I truly love you!"

At this point, his voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of barely perceptible guilt and remorse. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break that pen holder. I was just blinded by jealousy and fear at the time, afraid of losing you, which is why I lost my composure. I know that my previous actions confused or even angered you, but now I don't want to hide it anymore, nor do I want to run away. I only wish that you can understand my feelings."

At this moment, Lin Qianqian looked at Murong Yi, who had never been so open with his true feelings before, and felt a mix of emotions. Her eyes were full of surprise and hesitation, and her lips were slightly parted, but she did not know how to respond.

Seeing her like this, Murong felt even more uneasy. He released his grip on Lin Qianqian's shoulders and gently took her soft hand in his, his eyes filled with pleading and expectation, "Qianqian, give me a chance to treat you well, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian frowned slightly, her thoughts drifting leisurely towards the long river of the past, as if guided by invisible threads.

The scenes of the past unfolded slowly in her mind like vivid paintings: when they first met, his brows and eyes were full of coldness, like frost and snow covering a winter plum blossom; in the time they spent together, the occasional playfulness he showed was like a spring breeze gently brushing the surface of a lake, creating ripples; and when they went through hardships together, the perseverance and protection he showed was like a towering mountain, steadily sheltering her from the wind and rain.

After Murong Yi poured out his sincere feelings without reservation, she looked up and gazed at him, feeling as if the person before her was enveloped in a layer of radiant affection and tenderness, and the past estrangement and indifference vanished like smoke.

Lin Qianqian tilted her head slightly, her eyes brimming with tears. She gently bit her lower lip, her pearly teeth leaving faint marks on her pink lips, as if this could suppress the surging emotions within her. Even so, the slightly trembling corners of her mouth could not conceal her inner excitement and unease.

She sighed softly, her brows furrowing, and said gently, "Your Highness, I once thought our relationship was nothing more than a tangled web of interests, but now... since meeting you, all the joys and sorrows we've shared are like twinkling stars in the night sky, dispelling the darkness in my heart one by one. I originally intended to protect my heart from the harm of this complicated world. I was truly afraid that once I fell into this relationship, I would lose myself, and even more afraid that in the end, all that would remain was a heart full of pain. But now, I don't want to hide anymore. You are deeply imprinted in my soul, and I am willing to face everything in the future with you. No matter how many difficulties and challenges we encounter, I will not regret my decision today."

Upon hearing Lin Qianqian's heartfelt response, Murong Yi was overjoyed and deeply moved, his eyes slightly reddening. He suddenly pulled Lin Qianqian into his arms, his arms encircling her slender waist like iron hoops, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

Lin Qianqian leaned against his broad chest, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands, her ear close to his strong heartbeat. The "thump-thump" sound was like the most moving music, dispelling the last trace of doubt in her heart.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, as if all the troubles of the world had faded away, leaving only their warmth and breath mingling together.

At this moment, they clung to each other, like two vines supporting each other in the wind and rain, never separating no matter how the wind howled or the rain poured down.