บท 1089: Campaign (3)

Empress Xiande took a sip and smiled. "It's very sweet. This year, when it snows in winter, I'll go and pick some petals too. If Your Majesty likes it, I can make it for you again."

Emperor Yong Le looked at her and was silent for a moment before saying, "If I'm still around this winter."

Empress Xiande's hand trembled, causing the tea to spill on the back of her hand. She hissed in pain.

Seeing this, Emperor Yong Le took the handkerchief from the side and held her hand. As he wiped it, he reprimanded, "Why are you so careless?"

However, the water on the back of her hand could not be wiped clean. Instead, it became wetter.

Empress Xiande cried.

Her tears were also dripping on the back of her hand. They were even hotter than the boiling tea. She said, "Your Majesty, why do you have to say these words to make me sad?"

Emperor Yong Le paused and looked at her. "Qing Zhen…"