Hadyan's thought was instantly shattered. He looked at Tasia with fear in his heart. Tasia was cold, but he couldn't warm his empress's body. How could he leave Tasia cold all her sleep? What should he do?
"Hadyan.. Please.." Tasia hung her hands in the air, pleading for Hadyan to hug her as usual.
When Tasia's fingers touched Hadyan's skin, she was not surprised by his chill body temperature. Her husband had a cold body temperature. But what she knew was that he would make his body hot to warm her.
Seeing Tasia's pitiful face, Hadyan subconsciously nodded and then hugged her shivering body. Hadyan hid the tiny body in his arms. He leaned his cheek against the top of Tasia's fragrant head.
In fact, Hadyan did feel worried. Could he give warmth to his empress? Would Tasia feel comfortable or would she feel like she was being held in a refrigerator? However, there was no reaction from her.
