Even though he had already been cautious in everything, trying his best to go along with the Empress's wishes, any slight mistake would bring about merciless rebuke.
Originally, Qin Yu was worried—if this lasted more than seven days, how would he deal with it?
Fortunately, the Empress had already sunk into a deep sleep.
That suffocating anger was gradually dissipating, and this tribulation…
At last, it had passed.
"The next one should be 'Sorrow,' right?"
Qin Yu gazed silently at the deeply sleeping Empress. Looking at that peerlessly beautiful face, he couldn't help but reach out and gently brush aside some stray hair on her cheek.
The Empress's eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Those clear eyes, like bottomless dark pools, were now filled with grief.
"Qin Yu, I dreamed you left me. No matter how I called you, you never turned back…"
