Leng Yu Yan exclaimed in alarm, "Does that mean King Yong is quite the romantic?"
Ye Yiheng sneered without a word.
Only the foolish Empress Dowager thought that she alone occupied King Yong's heart.
Seeing that he did not answer and considering that this involved the secrets of the Tian Family's elders, Leng Yu Yan did not press further.
But she knew that his mood was far from good.
The carriage suddenly fell silent.
During the journey back to the capital city, the two-hour ride passed without Ye Yiheng uttering another word.
By the time they returned to the Eastern Palace, it was the early hours of the morning.
In the bedroom, Leng Yu Yan tenderly helped him remove his clothes, hoping to warm his heart.
Suddenly, Ye Yiheng embraced her tightly, "When the Western Desert attacked Tiancheng, they used an excuse, saying that I was of King Yong's bloodline, and they wanted to take me to the Western Desert."
