After they actually waded into the warm stream together, he also controlled his eyes from looking around, and he had to be measured in his advance and retreat.

Zhao Cuo knew that even if the bad woman was willing to get close to him now, she had not yet reached that point.

"Sit down next to me."

After bathing and changing clothes, Empress Dowager Dayu put on a black chest-length Confucian skirt. Her flaming long hair was tied into a woman's temples, and her moist, white and tender face was as beautiful as a hibiscus.

"Why don't you go back to the carriage and rest?"

He sat down next to the devil's warm and fragrant shoulder.

"I want to enjoy the moon here with you for a while longer."

The Empress Dowager Zhao said lazily and rested her head on his shoulder. Zhao Cuo glanced at her beautiful side face, which was defenseless against him, and felt frightened for some unknown reason.

"But Yue'er has already hidden behind the clouds."

Young Master Zhao said softly.

"Aren't you still here?"

"Can I be your moon?"

"Don't you have this awareness yet?"

The two of them cuddled together by the stream, talking about nothing. Zhao Cuo knew that he was probably going to fall.

It turned out that the bright moon was covered by thick dark clouds. The sun the next day was also hidden in the clouds, and the rain began to fall. This is the climate in the south of Dayu. It always rains constantly in spring.
Chapter completed!