The harem, the harem.
This is what's bothering him.
Upon hearing her wanting to push him to another woman, he grew even angrier inside.
He tapped her forehead harshly.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Xia Ruqing instantly shut her mouth.
But inside, she started to ponder:
Since he doesn't wish to seek out other women, perhaps she has no choice but to offer herself.
After all, you can't let someone remain a monk forever, can you?!
So...
She stewed over it for a while, summoned her courage, and finally made up her mind.
'Considering the Emperor has been chaste for her, let it be painful if it must!'
Determined, she closed her eyes and leaned in.
She kissed him delicately, her eyelids quivering slightly, still adorned with undried tears.
His heart ached yet warmed, filled so fully it almost overflowed.
His large hands cradled the back of her head, as he gradually deepened the kiss, then deepened it further.
The affection grew stronger, and their breaths gradually heated up.
