There is always an exception, isn't there?
Li Shengan watched the Emperor's back as he walked into the room, holding Lady Xia, feeling a bit like he was in a dream.
He pinched himself hard. I'm not dreaming, right? Ouch, that really hurt!
Little Zhuzi poked his head out. "Master, you saw correctly!"
"Go away!"
Little Zhuzi's head was once again graced with a flick from his master's feather duster!
「...」
He disliked the gloomy atmosphere at the Empress's place, and he had an argument with the Noble Consort just yesterday.
So, Zhao Junyao was not in a good mood.
But seeing Xia Ruqing, wrapped in mud, looking silly and adorable, he still wanted to laugh.
No! He mustn't laugh! What emperor in any dynasty has ever had a constant grin on his face? That wouldn't be an emperor; that would be a fool. An emperor must be inscrutable, showing neither joy nor anger.
So, Zhao Junyao kept his face expressionless, struggling mightily to suppress his laughter.
