C745 You Always Know How to Make My Heart Soften

"You’re awake." The emperor gently placed the empty bowl back on the table.

"Why are you here, Your Majesty?" Yan Xiuchuan's voice, still tinged with the huskiness of sleep, was both raspy and alluring, stirring something deep within.

"You’re gravely injured. How could I possibly rest easy?" The emperor's gaze lingered on Yan Xiuchuan's lips, his eyes intense