Seeing Yun Bixue's odd and conflicted expression, Xie Limo chuckled softly. He lowered his head and gently nibbled on Yun Bixue's nose. "My wife has such a wild imagination. You really impressed me. Did you watch too many period dramas?"
Yun Bixue pursed her lips. "All royal families, including yours, do the same thing, don't they?"
"That's something that had already happened many generations ago. It's all in the past, so it no longer matters now. I think the drama that you've been planning has this plotline, right?"
"Yes, indeed."
Seeing that Yun Bixue got sidetracked, Xie Limo sighed in relief.