In the main bedroom upstairs, Xia Weibao sat on the sofa, watching the man who was massaging her feet.

She had walked a lot today, and her feet were sore.

"So the Ancient Tomb was traded with Yan Fei for ten billion and a military base. That’s really expensive!"

Lu Hualiang pinched her cheek, "Not expensive."

Fortunately, she wanted that Ancient Tomb back then, otherwise, their tomb would have fallen into someone else’s hands.

Every little detail inside was arranged by him personally, carrying memories of their time together, beyond the measure of money.

Besides, these were the betrothal gifts.

In her past life, she was an orphan, directly returning to the palace with him to become Her Majesty the Empress, without any betrothal gifts.

This life, it’s made up for.

Xia Weibao suddenly placed a foot on his chest, eyes mischievously gleaming, "Director Lu, if you want to marry me, I’m afraid ten billion in betrothal gifts isn’t enough."

Lu Hualiang chuckled softly, leaned over, and whispered near her ear, "Giving myself to you, is that enough?"

Xia Weibao’s heart trembled slightly, this man was seducing her!

Lu Hualiang’s gaze was even more mischievous than hers as he unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, the second, the third...

Revealing a muscular chest, "Wife, I’m offering myself to you, do you want it?"

Xia Weibao swallowed, another beauty tactic!

Through two lifetimes, she had never been able to resist his charm.

But thinking about that night, she felt a bit scared.

He’s so handsome, she couldn’t handle it.

So Her Majesty the Empress boldly pounced, lying on top of him, grabbing his collar, "Let me try."

They hadn’t been intimate for over two months, this man was probably feeling quite deprived.

He’d been starved for a thousand years, and now still had to endure hunger; imagining it felt a bit heart-wrenching.

She would try her best to overcome the psychological shadow.

However, after half an hour of nibbling and teasing, Lu Hualiang suppressed a blaze and went for a cold shower.

Xia Weibao nestled in the corner of the sofa, innocently tugging her half-torn clothes.

She tried her best, but still couldn’t do it...

This was not her fault.

Until an hour later, Lu Hualiang came out of the bathroom, and Her Majesty the Empress felt a bit guilty.

"Husband, maybe I should see a psychologist."

"No need, I can endure."

Seeing a psychologist would mean having her relive the harm of that night.

This was his fault, how could he bear to let her experience a nightmare again.

Xia Weibao felt even more guilty, looking at him pitifully.

He had been a bit excited just now, leaving her lips a bit swollen from his kisses, and several hickeys on her neck.

Accompanied by an innocent and helpless rabbit-like gaze.

It made Director Lu feel another surge of dark fire, an immediate reaction.

Lu Hualiang, "..."

This life, it’s unbearable!

"Wife." His voice was low and hoarse, with restraint, "Help me."

He had clearly endured to the extreme.

Xia Weibao’s gaze shifted downward, her face flushed red.

She wanted to refuse, but ultimately relented, silently reaching out...

In the following days, Xia Weibao was busy filming, shuttling between home and the set.

As for matters online, they were all handled by Zhuang Xuejun and the Hongtu Public Relations Department.

Five days later, "Favored Consort of a Dynasty 2" finally wrapped up.

Xia Weibao breathed a sigh of relief.

With her current status and position, there was no longer any need to work desperately.

Zhuang Xuejun arranged her work lightly, with no engagements for the time being, allowing her to rest well. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Xia Weibao brought the Nine Heavens Legacy Zither, and went to the Fang Family with Lu Hualiang.