He used to be skeptical, never believing in ghosts or gods.
Nor did he believe in reincarnation.
But how could he explain everything now?
No matter how skeptical he was, he had to accept that he was the reincarnation of Emperor Xia Liang, and she...
He turned his head to look at the listless woman in his embrace, his empress.
Lu Hualiang tightened his hold on her; no wonder he hadn't liked this woman at all at first, yet unknowingly got attracted.
Step by step, he fell deeper until he couldn't escape.
It was destined by fate.
Those distant memories became clearer; soon, he would remember everything.
Lu Hualiang couldn't resist and turned his head to gently kiss her face.
Lingering affectionately, rubbing against her with intimacy.
His wife, his empress...
The hope fell through, and Her Majesty the Empress was in a terrible mood, slumped recklessly in a typical Ge You-style reclining posture.
Her whole body went limp in his arms, leaving herself at his mercy.
