C401 The Real End!

Once I woke up from a dream, soft bed, next to Gong Yue who was sleeping soundly.

I got up and walked over to the french window. The window was open and the wind was blowing the blue curtains. It was spring.

I drank some water and looked at Gong Yue's slightly bulging belly to calm the nightmare.

It had been two years since Emperor Zhang died