In secret, they could cross blades.
But on the surface, they had to maintain an appearance of utmost respect and awe.
Not that Li Chang'an needed any of it.
But for Ye Xuan's safety, he had no choice but to accept.
For years, Lou Qixiang had stayed by Ye Xuan's side almost every day. Yet even with a First-class Master as her Guardian, she had still faced several dangerous situations.
It was easy to imagine just how vicious the environment in the Imperial Palace truly was.
Ye Xuan had no power, no influence, and no foundation. In a place like this, that meant she was at anyone's mercy, often fated to die without even knowing how it happened.
Now, the Emperor had finally had a pang of conscience and bestowed upon her the title of Pure Consort, giving her a public Protective Talisman of sorts.
Ye Xuan didn't show much excitement about the reward. When she saw Li Chang'an, however, she couldn't help but step forward and stroke his head.
