Early the next morning, Long Yue opened her eyes to a strikingly handsome face.
"Humph!" She snorted softly, full of disdain, "Scumbag!"
This scumbag, he won't even spare a pregnant woman, is he really this excessive?
The man looked sorrowful and melancholic, with a touch of innocence: "Did I hurt you?"
"Get lost!"
Long Yue was incensed, this man had hardly changed, no, he had changed, he'd become even more unscrupulous!
"I have to attend the morning court."
He looked as if he wanted to die.
The Emperor's holidays are rare, some emperors never get a day off, attending court every morning until they die!
That's not all, after court, there's a mountain of memorials to deal with, every day is torture.
Li Qingmu felt desperate, when would there be an end to these hectic days?
He just wanted to hold his little wife every day, drink some tea, eat some snacks, read books, and paint. Such days would be leisurely.
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