Your Majesty, Please Mind Your Manners

She was only seriously ill, but woke up having forgotten everything. Isn't that a little too much?

She was only drunk, but ended up stripping the Emperor in her dream. Isn't that a little too scandalous?

So what if she took your clothes, fell from the sky and knocked you out, then pelted you with snowballs? Does he really have to cling to her like this?

The aloof Divine Lord transforms into a charming rogue. He lifts a finger and teases her chin. “Hua'er, how can you space out when you're looking at me?”

She slaps away the finger propping up her chin and stammers, “Your Majesty, please behave...”

(This is a lighthearted story, though it has plenty of cringe-worthy moments. Readers, please be careful if you're eating or drinking! Nao Nao has a completed novel of over a million words, Reborn as a Demon Consort, and it was never once interrupted. You can count on me to finish this one, so feel free to jump in!)