Long Yin sat next to her in bed and pulled her into his arms. He said a little helplessly, "Why have you become a little reserved with me after we haven't seen each other for a few months?"
"I'm not." Hexin lifted her head to look at him.
"Are you sure?" Long Yin lifted her chin and stared at her with his deep, dark eyes. "We're now husband and wife. I don't want to see you being so reserved with me. You married all the way here to Great Shang—if you still act so polite and distant when facing me, it would only make me sad. It hurts to see you this way. I hope that you can live a carefree and relaxed life after marrying me, and not act all distant and reserved."
Hexin could not help reflecting on her actions after hearing this.
