"So..." Ye Zao wrapped her arms around the Fourth Master's neck, "Did you like me only for my looks back then?"
The Fourth Master felt a bit embarrassed by her question: "Of course, it wasn't just about the appearance."
Yet this fox, her appearance truly is captivating.
"Then I'm happy." Ye Zao gave the Fourth Master a kiss: "You do have good taste."
Compared to her, Zhenzhen had perhaps lacked the depth brought by a change of times.
After all, experiencing a life-and-death parting is always different.
"I thought it was good back then, and it still is." The Fourth Master held her and stood up.
Ye Zao smiled, hooked onto the Fourth Master's neck, after he had recovered from his illness. They hadn't been intimate in days.
Inside the room, passion was ignited, while outside the servants were busy preparing hot water.
While Yuxiu Palace was harmonious, in Chengqian Palace, Consort Xi lay on the couch deep in thought.
