The Valued Lady is Truly Dominant

Niu Pan’er lay in bed, turned her head to look at the person with his back to her, reached out a finger to poke him, and Song Zhiyu moved a bit, lying further in.

Niu Pan’er curved her lips into a smile, leaned over, and let her hands wander around his waist: “With separation so close, are you being so heartless to me, Commandery Princess?”

“I advise you not to mess around. We have to hit the road tomorrow, be careful of aching backs,” Song Zhiyu’s voice was somewhat muffled.

Niu Pan’er giggled: “Just trivial bedroom matters, can’t compare to my martial arts training. Don’t you know I’m always like that?”

What do you mean by that?

Niu Pan’er whispered two mischievous words in his ear.

“Endure hardship.”

Song Zhiyu suddenly turned around, glared at her, and said, “Do you even have any shame, saying anything that comes to mind? Are you even a woman?”

“If I don’t say that, you’ll keep your back to me while talking.” Niu Pan’er laughed smugly.

Song Zhiyu was so annoyed that he wanted to turn back around, but Niu Pan’er quickly clamped him with her legs, pressing tightly, and said, “Don’t turn away, I just want to look at you, otherwise I won’t see you for a long time.”

Song Zhiyu’s face became warm; under the orange-yellow light, her eyes were moist. He couldn’t help but sigh lightly and stretched out his hand.

Niu Pan’er rolled over and landed in his arms.

Despite their height difference, Niu Pan’er had long arms and legs, but she was willing to cooperate, curling herself downward to be closer to him.

“Yu Lang, shall we chat?”

Song Zhiyu stroked her hair and said, “Tomorrow you have to set out, you should conserve energy.”

“You’re underestimating me. I’ve rushed armies for two days and nights before; what’s a sleepless night to me?”

“Heh, why don’t you mention that time you were young and could knock down bulls uphill? You’re an old woman now, you’re a mother, do you have the same stamina as back then?” Song Zhiyu sneered.

Niu Pan’er raised an eyebrow: “Sounds like you’re dismissing me.”

Song Zhiyu glanced at her, saying, “I’m reminding you not to overdo it, you’re not young anymore.” He paused and said, “When you reach the Northeast, as my brother says, when you need to pretend to be weak, do it. No need to always act strong. You must understand, a woman’s greatest weapons are vulnerability and tears. Show yourself as poor and helpless, can those filthy men really be shameless? Ultimately, it’s crucial to protect yourself, keep yourself safe to strategize for the future.”

“Looks like my brother left you with a lot of wisdom privately.” Niu Pan’er said with a smile.

“I’m not as capable as you all, but I’m not foolish. Do I not understand right and wrong?” Song Zhiyu mocked himself: “I’m useless, can’t help much, can only offer some advice. Commandery Princess, no matter how difficult it is when you return there, remember, you’re not alone, you have a man and a child. You have people to protect, Niu Honghong and me, we count on you, think carefully before acting.”

Niu Pan’er rubbed his face and laughed lightly: “Our Yu Lang has indeed grown up, full of wisdom.”

Song Zhiyu: “…”

This damned woman, never serious at the right time, how infuriating!

He pushed her away: “Enough talking, let’s sleep.”

“Not yet.” Niu Pan’er flipped over on top of him, gave him a peck, licked her lips, and said, “Such a fine night, how can it be wasted without heading to Cloud Mountain with Yu Lang?”

So, let’s do it.

Song Zhiyu glared as if wanting to say something, but his mouth was blocked and his hands were held.

Alright then, as long as you’re happy!