"Husband, can I call you husband from now on?"
"The princess called you Mr. Yun before."
One dark and windy night of the month, Huangfu Jinse woke up and felt that he had picked up a beautiful husband for nothing. Yun Che felt that this princess seemed to have... Changed, um, it felt pretty good, um, a little better than not bad.
Like clear tea, like bright moon, like soft clouds, this is love, right? Both the princess and the consort were thinking about this problem.