Feng Yi pulled Yun Zhao down to sit on the soft couch. They leaned against each other, and even without saying a word, he felt incredibly happy.
Song Yunzhao looked up at Feng Yi, and Feng Yi looked down. Their gazes met, and it seemed like sparks would fly at any moment.
Song Yunzhao blushed.
'Huh?'
'What's going on?'
'My heart is pounding so hard. Now I finally understand what it means for your heart to race like a frightened deer.'
'I just can't control it. I always used to pretend, but now I don't have to.'
Song Yunzhao felt that something might be a bit off, but for some reason, she had no desire to change her current state.
In her past life, she had never married, though she'd been on blind dates. She never had time for romance and didn't know what it felt like for a young couple to be in love.
But she never expected that in this life, having arrived in a Feudal Dynasty, she would actually be developing this kind of chemistry with the Emperor. It was thrilling.
