The outer robe came off, layer by layer.
Zhao Junyao suddenly felt much lighter.
It was as if he were a tiger, finally breaking free from its cage, relaxed and at ease.
As Xia Ruqing turned to fold his clothes, he embraced her from behind, breathing warmly, kissing her earlobe.
"Qingqing..."
His hot breath sprayed on her neck, turning her face instantly red to the base of her throat.
"Emperor, have you... have you eaten yet?"
Zhao Junyao's eyes grew even more dazed, and he subconsciously kissed her again.
But his stomach chose that moment to growl twice.
"No!"
His gaze was a bit frustrated. After three rounds of banquets, he still hadn't eaten his fill. Mainly, the dishes were not to his liking, and the weather was cold, making them greasy quickly upon serving. So he had spent the whole time drinking without eating.
Xia Ruqing frowned. "How can you endure this!"
"Emperor, you had soup just now. I have some rice and side dishes here, would you like some?"
