In fact, Su Zhiruan's beautiful vision was not quite as she imagined—
She was indeed on top, Ji Xiaoyuan didn't cheat on that part.
But what she wanted was the power to lead!
Blame it on her not being strong physically, and the natural disparity in strength between genders.
When she sobbed and leaned against him, Ji Xiaoyuan deepened further.
Thinking of the faint glow of the little fireflies under the tree, Su Zhiruan seemed to see it. She reached out her hand, but in the next second, her hand was held down.
"Focus."
"There's still the petitions to handle tomorrow." Su Zhiruan hugged the quilt and moved back a bit, seeing his increasing energy, she remained silent for a moment. "Seems like the little emperor will need more rigorous training, otherwise those petitions will pile up like mountains, Prince Regent."
"Princess handles everything impeccably." Ji Xiaoyuan gently massaged her, then leaned closer, "Really not going to take a few days off?"
