The Empress had just lain down, tired from carrying Taotao in her arms for a stroll all day; her arms and legs didn't feel like they belonged to her.
She planned to rest early and recuperate, so she could continue to play with Taotao and Susu tomorrow.
This was probably the essence of bittersweet joy.
She used to watch Yun Xianbai proudly toting Yinyin around, with boasting being a major part, but another part was sheer happiness at having a grandson.
Hearing the noise outside the door, she knew the Emperor had come. She couldn't be bothered to deal with him and decided to feign sleep by keeping her eyes shut.
The Emperor arrived at the bedside, sitting down with a discontented mood, and as he gazed down at the slumbering Empress, his frustration grew to an indigestible level.
He was the ruler of the nation, after all. Being rejected night after night at the doors of Fengyi Palace—what other woman would dare do this?
