Just as Sang Jiang was about to push him away, she heard him say next: "Wife, you were right, a hug can recharge you."

Hearing his weary words, Sang Jiang couldn't help but push him away.

Thinking about it, being an emperor is not easy at all. He is still injured and has to start handling all government affairs and mediating disputes between ministers.

Thinking about it, she pursed her lips and reached out to hug him back.

Long Jingchen couldn't help but tighten his arms and deepen the hug in response.

After a long while, he slowly released Sang Jiang and looked at her with deep affection in his eyes: "Jiang Jiang, you promised me that you would not leave me."

Sang Jiang looked into his eyes and nodded.

Long Jingchen's eyes instantly filled with ecstasy. He grabbed Sang Jiang's waist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her. Sang Jiang responded to him, which was rare for her.

Long Jingchen felt as if he had received some kind of special permission in her response, and his desire for her grew stronger. He used his other hand to hold the back of Sang Jiang's head and deepened the kiss.

Yang Qi couldn't help but cover his eyes as he watched the two of them, and pulled Chunhe and Kou'er out.

Kou'er looked at Yang Qi with a sly grin: "Lord Yang, why are you pulling us servants like this!"

Yang Qi tapped her on the head with his whisk: "You little brat, is this something you can even look at?!"

Kou'er pouted and slowly leaned closer to the crack in the door to listen. Chunhe was initially patient enough to keep listening, but seeing how happy Kou'er was, she couldn't help but lean closer as well.

Yang Qi pulled the two apart, glaring at them, and said irritably, "What are you doing! Is this something you can listen to?"

"Shh!" Kou'er pulled Yang Qi aside: "This is the first time my young lady has done something like this, I have to see if the Emperor can handle it!"

Yang Qi: ...

Kou'er only realized what she had said after seeing Yang Qi's expression. Her face turned red instantly, and she felt like she was on fire.

She covered her face, stomped her foot, and turned to leave.

Yang Qi was left staring blankly in the direction she left.

Kou'er returned to her room, lay down on the bed, covered her face, and let out a series of strange screams.

"Pfft."

A soft laugh interrupted her thoughts, and Kou'er sat bolt upright in bed: "Who is it!"

Shadow slowly pushed open her window and sat on her windowsill.

When Kou'er saw him, she remembered what she had just said, and her face instantly turned even redder.

Shadow climbed through the window into her room and couldn't help but slowly walk over to Kou'er, who was lying on the bed with a shy expression.

Kou'er slowly backed away as he approached.

She pouted and looked at the shadow: "What are you doing!"

With a light laugh, Shadow knelt on her bed, stretched out his arms, and locked her tightly to the side of the bed: "Just now I heard someone wondering if the Emperor is capable, why aren't you wondering if I am?"

Kou'er's face instantly burned again.

She opened her mouth to speak, but Shadow covered her mouth with his, and the rest of her words were stuck in her throat.

Kou'er stared blankly at the large face in front of her, unable to describe the sensation on her lips.

It was quite a while before Shadow released Kou'er, just as she was about to run out of breath.

Kou'er's body went limp and she half-sat on the bed. An Ying didn't rush to let go of her but leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Next time you can be curious about An Ying, okay? The Emperor is already taken, but An Ying isn't."

Kou'er: ...