"Why not? Why can't it?!"
A familiar deep voice echoed.
Xia Ruqing and Zi Yue were both startled.
"Emperor?!"
They hurriedly got up to greet him.
Zhao Junyao waved his hand.
"No need for formalities!"
With that said, he directly pulled the barefooted Xia Ruqing back onto the bed.
Frowning.
"It's so cold, why did you get down again!"
Xia Ruqing was forcibly thrown onto the bed by him, touched her aching arm and complained.
"Emperor, can't you be a bit gentle?!"
"Alright, all of you, leave now!"
Zhao Junyao waved his hand.
Zi Yue and the others bowed and retreated.
Xia Ruqing tidied her clothes and helped Zhao Junyao change.
She smelled a strong scent of alcohol on him.
Then she ordered a bowl of sobering soup and had someone help him bathe.
After everything was taken care of, when they lay back on the bed.
It was already the Hai Hour.
Xia Ruqing was exhausted.
But Zhao Junyao, after drinking the sobering soup, was quite alert.
And so...
