"Your Majesty, you misunderstand me; I truly meant nothing else, simply to have you lie down and rest for a moment.
Don't believe me? Just lie down and try it, and see if I do anything else."
The young Emperor glared at Lin Yi irritably and then paid him no further attention.
Instead, he focused intently on the carriage window, propping his cheeks with his hands and eagerly peering outside, a touch of childish innocence in his gaze.
After all, if one really thinks about it, the young Emperor is only twenty-eight years old.
Moreover, having been cooped up in the Imperial Palace for so long, it's like he's a caged canary with no freedom whatsoever.
Now that he's finally out, how could he not yearn for the outside world?
How could he not be filled with curiosity?
Yet, as Lin Yi watched the young Emperor leaning forward, he couldn't help but gulp down his saliva,
His heart muttering:
"Your Majesty, oh Your Majesty, it seems you would definitely be able to bear sons.
