A spring night full of passion, several times entangled.
The next day was a rest day.
Zhao Junyao, who had been busy for more than half a year, decided to give himself a proper day off.
In the morning, he held the soft and boneless beauty in his arms, sleeping until the sun was high in the sky.
Xia Ruqing opened her eyes and, seeing he was still there, was startled.
"Emperor, wake up?! Emperor!"
She hurriedly woke Zhao Junyao, feeling guilty and kneeling on the bed.
"Emperor, I deserve to die!"
"I shouldn't have lingered in bed and delayed your court affairs!"
She lowered her head, full of self-blame and shame.
Zhao Junyao was somewhat amused yet helpless.
"Qingqing, what nonsense are you talking about? I've already woken up three times!"
Meaning, you haven't delayed anything; I'm just taking it easy today.
Xia Ruqing peeked at him a few times.
Only then did she half-believe.
Her heart was finally at ease.
"That's good!"
As long as she hadn't caused any delay.
