Early morning.
Daxia Dynasty, East Palace.
After Lu Changfeng got up, he glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, his lips curving slightly upward—his wish had finally been fulfilled.
However…
At this moment, Lu Changfeng also began to feel anxious. He wasn't worried about his father, the Emperor; what concerned him the most was his mother, the Empress.
He had grown up under Mu Zixuan's strict supervision. In his heart, Mu Zixuan was a very demanding mother, and it was highly probable that she would disapprove of this matter.
Meanwhile, Wu Yao's stunning face twitched slightly and the next moment, she opened her eyes.
The instant she opened her eyes, she caught sight of Lu Changfeng's handsome, mischievous face, and her heart quivered.
It's over...
What have I done...
Seeing Wu Yao's face flush with shame and anxiety, Lu Changfeng's heart itched, and he pressed down on her again. Wu Yao hurriedly said, "Your Highness, you today…"
