The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 165 Sweet Love

Nangong Yi held a bunch of gorgeous red roses in his hand and walked briskly along the corridor leading to Zhao Wan'er's room. His face was filled with a happy smile and his heart was full of anticipation.

I knocked on the door gently, and Zhao Waner's gentle voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"Wan'er, it's me." There was a hint of doting in Nangong Yi's voice.

The door slowly opened, and Zhao Wan'er saw the red rose in Nangong Yi's hand, and surprise flashed in her eyes. "Husband, this is..."

Nangong Yi handed the rose to Zhao Wan'er with a smile, "Wan'er, this is something I picked especially for you, do you like it?"

Zhao Wan'er sniffed the fragrance of the roses gently, and a bright smile bloomed on her face. "I like it, it's very beautiful. Husband, why did you think of giving me flowers?"

Nangong Yi gently took Zhao Wan'er's hand and said, "Because you are as beautiful as this rose, I want you to know my feelings."

Zhao Wan'er's cheeks flushed slightly, and her heart was filled with sweetness. "Husband, you are really good at talking."

The two of them came to the garden hand in hand, the sun shone on them, warm and comfortable. Nangong Yi looked at Zhao Wan'er, his eyes full of love. "Wan'er, I am really happy to have you by my side during this time."

Zhao Wan'er looked at Nangong Yi tenderly, "My husband, me too. The days with you are my happiest times."

Nangong Yi gently hugged Zhao Wan'er's shoulders, his movements were gentle and full of love. Zhao Wan'er closed her eyes, feeling Nangong Yi's warmth and strength. At this moment, the world seemed to be still, leaving only the two of them in each other's arms.

Nangong Yi's kiss was gentle and affectionate, as if telling a thousand words. Zhao Wan'er's heartbeat quickened, and she could feel Nangong Yi's heartbeat was equally rapid. His fingers gently slid through her hair, bringing waves of numbing sensations.

"Wan'er, you are the most beautiful encounter in my life." Nangong Yi's voice was low and full of emotion, and his words were like a spring breeze blowing through Zhao Wan'er's heart.

Zhao Wan'er opened her eyes, full of tenderness. She gently stroked Nangong Yi's cheek, responding to his love. "Yi, me too. With you by my side, I feel unprecedented happiness."

The two smiled at each other, with only each other in their eyes. Nangong Yi held her in his arms again, this time more tightly. Their hearts seemed to blend at this moment, and their love for each other filled the air.

"No matter what the future holds, I will protect you forever." Nangong Yi said firmly, his eyes full of promise.

Zhao Wan'er nodded. She knew that Nangong Yi's words were sincere. In this loving moment, she believed that no matter how rough the road ahead was, as long as they held hands, they could walk through it together.

They just hugged each other quietly, enjoying each other's warmth and love, until night fell and the stars dotted the entire sky.

A few days later, Zhao Wan'er also prepared a gift for Nangong Yi. She carefully embroidered a sachet with a pair of mandarin ducks on it, symbolizing their love. The sachet was made of light blue brocade, with fine and neat stitches, and the mandarin ducks were lifelike, as if playing in the water.

Zhao Wan'er gently picked up the sachet and put it to her nose, and a faint fragrance came to her nose. It was the smell of the vanilla she had specially selected, fresh and pleasant, just like their love, pure and beautiful.

On a quiet night, Zhao Wan'er handed the sachet to Nangong Yi. "My husband, this is the sachet I embroidered for you. I hope you like it."

Nangong Yi took the sachet and looked at the embroidery on it carefully, his heart was filled with emotion. He also put the sachet to his nose and took a deep breath. The faint fragrance instantly lingered in his heart. "Wan'er, your embroidery is so beautiful. I will always carry this sachet with me."

Zhao Wan'er smiled slightly, "Husband, as long as you like it."

Nangong Yi tied the sachet around his waist, then took Zhao Waner's hand, "Waner, from now on we should prepare a gift for each other every year, okay?"

Zhao Wan'er nodded, "Okay, husband. I'm looking forward to next year's gift."

As time goes by, the feelings between Nangong Yi and Zhao Wan'er become deeper and deeper. They stroll in the garden together, enjoy the beautiful scenery together, and share every bit of life together. Their love is like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance.