"Master, the Emperor has decreed that he wishes for you to enter the palace," Yu Hao's voice came from outside.
"Hmm, go and prepare."
"Yes." Yu Hao left for a while.
Mo Liancheng responded lightly, yet he lowered his head slightly to gaze at the person in his arms, softly asking, "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing much. Just suddenly felt that being married to a man who's too outstanding, too perfect, ahhhh... it's really exhausting," Qu Tan'er let out a small breath, lamenting in an incredibly provocative manner. If the women who yearned for this but couldn't have it heard her, they would certainly be driven to tear her to pieces.
After a short while, Yu Hao came back and said, "Master, everything is ready."
Gently, Mo Liancheng kissed Qu Tan'er on the forehead, "Rest well, and wait for this King to return."
"At your command, Lord Chengcheng!" she smiled and made a funny face at him.
"Naughty!" he laughed in spite of himself.
