When I woke up, I met the emperor's affectionate gaze:
'You finally woke up, great, you're not dead'
He held me tightly in his arms, the air was filled with blood
I touched my head, blood?
? ? ! Am I traveling through time?
The man opposite is my emperor husband
And I am his dead white moonlight
So - this is the rhythm of being pampered as soon as you travel through time?
Doting alone vs affectionate
Concept: Sweet pet in ancient words
