บท 535: Foster Son of the Human Emperor

Today, Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng finally left the chambers. Both of them looked to be full of spirit. Mo Qingcheng closed her eyes. Upon feeling the warm rays of the sun on her skin. She stretched out her hand as though trying to capture a ray of sunlight.

“It’s so good to have you with me.” An expression of blessed happiness shone on her face, these past few days spent with Qin Wentian had felt like a dream. How good life would be if this were to continue indefinitely.

Qin Wentian turned his head back, watching the rays of the sun falling on Mo Qingcheng’s flawless countenance, as the smile on his face grew increasingly radiant. With such a wife, this was something countless people wanted but were never able to achieve.