When the kiss ended, I opened my eyes and inadvertently met his smiling and affectionate gaze. My heart felt warm and tender for a moment.
After marriage, every move he made spoke of his doting and love. He was not stupid, and you could feel it.
His careful and tender care touched her and made her feel sorry for him.
She cherished this feeling of being cherished and pampered, and was willing to reciprocate that affection.
A tender warmth emanated between the two, their hearts seemingly drawing ever closer.
Only then did he realize that Hailan and Chunya had already retreated, and Heyue glared at him with embarrassment and anger, her eyes sparkling with watery light.
Thirteen looked like a cat that had stolen some fish, his eyes and brows full of smugness.
Finally, Heyue made him sit in a chair, let his braids down, and re-braided them.
Her technique was clumsy, but Heyue patiently wove it several times. Thirteen gazed at her focused expression in the mirror, grinning happily the whole time.
After finally finishing the weaving, Heyue breathed a sigh of relief.
Serving people is just too tiring.
This is the first time she's ever served someone, and this guy got all the benefits.
Thirteen's eyes sparkled with starlight. He strode a few steps into the room, then turned back to embrace Heyue, saying tenderly, "Thank you for your trouble, Madam."
He Yue was already quite embarrassed in front of the maid, so she coughed to remind him.
Thirteen released her at the right moment, ate a simple breakfast, and then went to the palace.
Heyue was exhausted and went back to take a nap.
It wasn't until Chenshi (7-9 AM) that she was helped up by her maid to change into her palace clothes and pay her respects to Consort De.
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