Wu Ming wakes up to the comfort, softness, and warmth of a real bed. It’s off-putting, this is the first time he feels so… relax. Until he opens his eyes.

Next to him lies a still sleeping Xie Lian. His dead heart races, palms sweat, and there’s a lump stuck in his throat.

Before he can think about anything, His Highness wakes up and looks at him straight in the eyes. He sees the most compassionate, tender, and amorous eyes anyone has ever look at him with. He inhales sharply.

His Highness closes the distance between them and kisses him on the lips. Soft, chaste, reverend. Wu Ming’s mind short-circuits.

Their lips separate, and after a few seconds of silence…

“Dianxia” Wu Ming whispers, barely audible.

Xie Lian looks at him with slight confusion, then a wide realization.

Oh.

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