Xiao Jinyan's movements paused as he looked at Xiaojiu lying on top of him. His handsome eyes shone crystal-clear under the light of the Night Pearls.
His eyes filled with anticipation.
"The journey to Beimo is long, and life in the Military Camp is not like the Imperial Palace. I do not wish for you to endure such hardships."
Shen Chuwei said, "Your Concubine is well aware that the Imperial Palace offers lavish comforts and that life in the Military Camp is unbearably harsh. Yet, with Your Highness there, none of that is a problem."
Xiao Jinyan didn't want to elaborate on the harshness of military camp life.
"Obey me, and wait quietly in the Imperial Palace for my return." His assuring tone carried an undeniable authority.
Shen Chuwei's hand withdrew from Xiao Jinyan's waist and moved to embrace his neck instead, playfully twirling a lock of his ink-black hair.