King Rui pinched her cheek, "Silly girl, what's so difficult about that? You're my wife, if I don't treat you well, who would I treat well?"
"Cough." King Ning cleared his throat, "Let's go."
The Lady of King Rui swiftly withdrew her hand and King Rui scratched his head in embarrassment. Afterwards, the two of them acted as if intentionally avoiding each other, wishing they could be separated by a carriage's distance.
However, King Ning, despite the public's gaze, held the Lady of King Ning's hand under the broad daylight.
The customs of the current dynasty were more open than the previous, but such intimacy in public was rare.
The Lady of King Ning felt somewhat uneasy, but King Ning's smile was warm and gentle, making it hard to resist.