The cold night was ladened with tassels of light from the crescent moon. The rays warmed a bed filled with a holy aura.

Li Qiye held Liu Chuqing by the waist as she rested her head on his shoulder, deep in slumber. Her brows would occasionally quiver, same with her lips curling into a smile - the signs of a good dream.

She eventually opened her eyes, seemingly satisfied with the sweet situation after seeing the person in her heart. Her bashful cheeks turned red - one could never get tired of this scene.

She looked up and saw Li Qiye’s profound eyes as bright as the stars above. He resembled the ruler of the world, always...