Inside the palace, all was quiet.

As soon as Xia Fengya saw Gu Yan, she very perceptively tugged at Mu Liang's sleeve and pulled him away.

Gu Yan walked straight to the bedside. The girl on the bed was sleeping peacefully. Her beautiful and serene face was so obedient that it could make one feel tenderness to the bone. Gu Yan raised his hand, his slender fingers caressing her face, and then lowered his head to place a kiss on her forehead.

He had been preparing for many years and had made many calculations, all to ensure that she would stay by his side. Perhaps in some people's eyes, he had done so much just to win a woman's favor, and he must be a fool without any ambition. But in Gu Yan's eyes, no matter how good the country was, it could not compare to her being by his side.

Fifteen years ago, when Gu Yan was thirteen, he held the newborn baby girl in his arms. He suddenly felt that a lost treasure had returned. Yes, ever since Gu Yan could remember, he felt that something was missing, not materially, but spiritually. It seemed that from birth, there was a gaping hole in his heart, an emptiness that neither wealth nor power could fill. Until he saw that baby girl and held her in his arms, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

Gu Yan often has a dream for no reason. The things that happen in the dream terrify him. It's not because he will live a lonely life of eternal immortality, but because the girl in red is not by his side on this path to immortality.

Gu Yan couldn't see the girl's face clearly in his dream. Before he actually saw Feng Guang, he thought it was just a dream. But the moment he saw Feng Guang, the girl's face became clear. He held the baby tightly and used all his strength to suppress the urge to carry her back to his mansion from the palace.

Gu Yan didn't understand why he had such an almost perverse obsession with Feng Guang when he was still an infant. What he did understand was that he thoroughly enjoyed this obsession. He didn't believe in the existence of past and present lives, so he attributed his obsession with Feng Guang to a deep connection and attraction from the depths of his soul.

Look, he took a liking to her from the day she was born, so naturally she should belong to him. Some people said in front of him that the Empress was too willful and asked him, as the Empress's teacher, to teach Her Majesty properly. Gu Yan just smiled and remained silent. Her willfulness was all because he spoiled her, so how could he bear to be harsh on her?

Some people advised Gu Yan to simply murder the Empress and take her place on the throne, but these people have now become human pigs in the dark room because they were too foolish, and no one can save them.

With a slight flutter of her eyelashes, the sleeping person slowly opened her eyes. Feng Guang had just woken up and was still a little groggy. She stared straight at Gu Yan, unable to react for a long time.

Hmm... she's damn cute.

Gu Yan lowered his head and kissed her lips for a long while before whispering, "Your Majesty has woken up."

"Gu Yan..." Her voice was ethereal and dreamlike. She looked at him uncertainly for a while, and after Gu Yan smiled and kissed her again, she finally sat up in bed and hugged him. "You're alright, that's so good!"

He gently stroked her back and said softly, "Your Majesty, I still have to assist you. How could anything happen to me?"

"What about your injury?"

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I am fine now." Even though the injury on his chest hurt terribly when she rushed over, he seemed not to feel it at all. With his beloved beauty in his arms, who would be distracted by unimportant things?