"Thank you, Ye Qiu~"
Xue Ke's slightly pale, pretty face pressed against Ye Qiu's chest. At last, her perfect body fully relaxed.
"We were already engaged. Do you really need to thank me for something like this? Husband and wife should support each other. I only did what I was supposed to." Ye Qiu smiled and gently patted Xue Ke's back. Although Xue Ke had said to let the past be past, Ye Qiu understood that some things could not be let go so easily. But he had no good solution either. He could only let time wash over it, gradually fading those less-than-pleasant memories.
"Mm~" Xue Ke nodded slightly and softly said, "Then, Husband~ can you carry me over?"
"Of course." Ye Qiu could not help but smile. He scooped up Xue Ke, clad in a Dragon Robe, and slowly walked toward the brand-new imperial bed.
Xue Ke raised her arms around Ye Qiu's neck, gazing at his absurdly handsome face. Her cheeks were flushed, and there was a trace of reminiscence in her eyes. In a soft voice, she asked, "Husband, do you remember what I said the first time you brought me back to Biyou Village?"
"Of course I remember."
Ye Qiu nodded. Back then, when he had brought Xue Ke home, the pain and pity in her eyes had left a deep impression on him. Ye Qiu believed Xue Ke would become an empress who benefited the common people of the world.
"Back then, I told you that Imperial Father and Crown Prince Brother would do what they should and make their lives better. But now, neither of them can fulfill that promise. If I complete it myself, that wouldn't count as deceiving you, would it?" Xue Ke gently stroked Ye Qiu's chest, her gaze gradually