After Lian Qiong ascended the throne as the Emperor and reached the pinnacle of his life,
Chuzheng discovered that the time she could kiss Lian Qiong had actually decreased.
Either she was asleep when he came back, or someone would suddenly interrupt them halfway through a kiss, asking him to attend to political matters.
Late at night, Chuzheng felt very irritated and pinned Lian Qiong down, not allowing him to move.
"I am the pressing matter!" With her knee against the hot spot on Lian Qiong's body, he gasped, and his eyes that had been somewhat hazy instantly became much clearer, reflecting the woman's calm and serious face.
Lian Qiong: "..."
If people found out that their Emperor was held down like this, it would be the end of him.
"I won't go ..." said Lian Qiong, "But you must let me be on top."
He could never forget the resolve that had driven him to his position.
After some consideration, Chuzheng let him go: "Go then."
Lian Qiong: "..."
