The carriage reached inside the Imperial Palace.
Ye Qichi and Xiao Jinxing alighted from the carriage.
The Palace Attendants by the Emperor's side had already been waiting for their arrival.
Seeing them alight, they hurriedly approached to pay their respects, and escorted them to the Emperor's sleeping quarters.
The vast Imperial Palace still felt cold as they walked inside.
It was still snowing today.
The temperature seemed even lower than yesterday.
Ye Qichi kept breathing on her hands to warm them up as she followed Xiao Jinxing.
Suddenly, Xiao Jinxing reached out and pulled her hands, which had turned red from the cold, into his own.
Ye Qichi slightly frowned.
This darned Prince has indeed been very kind-hearted recently.
This time, he pulled her hand without explanation.
He just tightly wrapped her small hands within his large ones.
The warmth from his palms was simply too comforting.
