Ye Li nuo's head hurt. Through ye Chen's eyes, she seemed to see a scene of the Empress Yun Ruoxi.
It was like a piece of memory in her mind, a memory about the Empress.
Or rather, it was the memory of when she was the Empress.
……
A thousand years ago
In the Yun nation's Imperial Palace, in a certain elegant Palace, the Empress Yun Ruoxi lay on the bed and looked at Narong Yeche who was kissing her. Her entire being was filled with excitement.
Yun Ruoxi was so excited that she almost cried.
No one knew that she, the Empress, had such a Queen, but the two of them had never been intimate.
As the Empress, she couldn't care less about being reserved. She also wanted to, but Narong Yeche always had a cold and distant look on his face. Yun Ruoxi's heart ached, but she always felt that perhaps Narong Yeche might not be used to it at first, but he would get used to it as time passed.
