The next day.
A gentle breeze drifted into the hall through the windows, bringing a refreshing coolness that caused the curtains inside to sway like mountains and seas.
A man and a woman sleeping in each other's arms in bed are the most compatible people in the world.
It was almost time for the court session.
A servant entered the hall and softly called out through the curtain, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
After calling out twice, a fair hand lifted the curtain, revealing an extremely handsome face.
Through the curtains, one could vaguely see the sleeping girl; just a glance was enough to make one blush and their heart race.
The attendant quickly lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, it's almost time for court."
Jiang Linxian's voice was still a little hoarse as she said, "Have the female officials inform the court officials that His Majesty is unwell and send all the memorials to Yingyue Palace."
The servant hurriedly obeyed, saying, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will go right away."
Seemingly disturbed, a soft moan came from inside the curtained room.
Jiang Linxian lowered the curtain and turned to look.
The girl in his arms spoke softly, asking in a daze, "What time is it?"
He's still thinking about going to court.
Jiang Linxian's eyes flickered slightly, and her thin, beautiful lips curved into a slight smile as she said, "Your Majesty, sleep peacefully."
The girl's soft, cute, and delicate appearance was so appealing that in the end, serving her turned into demanding.
He was too reckless last night and exhausted her.
Fu Sang snuggled closer to the warm embrace and drifted off to sleep again.
Two hours later.
When she woke up again, the boy was no longer beside her.
"Someone come here," she said in a hoarse voice.
A female official entered and bowed, waiting by the bedside.
"His Majesty."
Fu Sang lifted the curtain, his eyes still sleepy, and asked, "Where did Lin Xian go?"
The female official replied, "The Queen is handling state affairs in a side hall."
Fu Sang gave an "oh," feeling refreshed as if he had been washed, and said, "Help me get dressed."
The female official summoned her attendants to prepare her attire.
After getting dressed, Fu Sang went to the table to eat.
A moment later.
Fu Sang entered the study in the side hall and saw the young man sitting behind the desk, holding a writing brush in his hand, intently reading the memorials.
Noticing someone enter, Jiang Linxian put down her brush and raised her eyes.
"Your Majesty." He gave a slight smile.
Jiang Linxian came out from behind the desk and took the initiative to reach out and hug her waist.
Are you tired?
As Fu Sang smelled the scent emanating from the young man, mixed with his unique, faint fragrance, he couldn't help but think of last night.
An ambiguous scene flashed through my mind, making me feel a little hot all over.
Fu Sang looked up at the boy and said, "I'm not tired."
She's the empress who dotes on him, so their conversation is completely reversed.
Fu Sang grasped his hand and asked, "And you? Were you tired last night?"
Last night, he was obedient at first, letting her do whatever she wanted, but later he became very demanding.
She was initially worried about his health, but she never expected him to be so capable.
Jiang Linxian also thought of the scene from last night, and couldn't help but tighten his arms around the soft-bodied girl.
"Did Your Majesty enjoy yourself last night?"
A faint blush instantly spread across Fu Sang's delicate face as she said, "It's alright."
"Your Majesty." Jiang Linxian led her towards the desk.
The two stood in front of the table.
Jiang Linxian extended her long, slender fingers, picked up a memorial, and said, "The Tianxing Society will send an envoy to pay tribute next month."
Tianxing has a small territory and its national strength is not as great as the two matriarchal countries.
Therefore, the Tianxing Kingdom would come to pay tribute every year.
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