Jiang Mingyang slept beside Qian Renxue, feeling an inexplicable sense of peace.
And so, Jiang Mingyang slept deeply, which was unusual for him.
About two hours later, Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes.
A trace of confusion lingered in them, then gradually cleared, leaving them bright with light.
Looking at Jiang Mingyang, still fast asleep, Qian Renxue's lips slowly curved upward. A smile softened her cold face.
Qian Renxue gazed steadily at Jiang Mingyang. How wonderful it was to have someone who understood her and stayed by her side!
Then Qian Renxue leaned in and gently kissed Jiang Mingyang on the neck.
As if suddenly embarrassed, Qian Renxue hurriedly glanced at Jiang Mingyang's eyes. Only when she saw he had not woken did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Qian Renxue slowly lifted her head and rose quietly.
Then she took a huge bathtub from her Soul Tool and began gently washing herself.
Though she was submerged in the bathwater,
the graceful curves of her figure, her ample breasts, and her full hips were still plain to see.
Before long, Qian Renxue had finished bathing and dressing.
Then Qian Renxue slowly walked over to the Dragon Throne and began handling affairs of state.
After all, unlike a certain someone, she was an emperor, not merely a duke.
About half an hour later, Jiang Mingyang slowly woke.
For Jiang Mingyang, it had truly been a comfortable sleep.
The moment Jiang Mingyang opened his eyes, he saw Qian Renxue turn toward him from the Dragon Throne.
Smiling, she teased, "My dear Minister Jiang, I shall take responsibility for you. Do not be alarmed!"
Jiang Mingyang perked up at once. He strode toward Qian Renxue and said earnestly, "Qianqian, I'll take responsibility for you too!"
Qian Renxue shot Jiang Mingyang a quick