Time Travelling: My Love from the Royal Family

After Felton left, Matthew sat in the front hall, staring into its nothingness. His expression remained impassive, even when Harper approached him after Felton's egress.

"What's wrong, Matthew?" Harper asked in a soft voice. Harper's soothing voice felt like music to his ears.

Matthew shackled his arms around her waist and buried his head in the comfort of her arms. His actions and expressions said a thousand words about his state of mind, but yet he didn't say a word.

Harper had never seen her husband like this before. "What did Felton say?" she asked, her voice riddled with anxiety.

"Nothing special. I'm just being a little sentimental; that's all." Matthew regained his composure and continued, "We…"

But before he could say another word, Noah reported abruptly outside the door, "Your Highness, Prince Lilian is here. She said she is here to present a gift from Prince Francis."

"Send her in," Harper ordered as she sat down next to Matthew. Lilian

sband wilfully. The emperor was already in his fifties, but the empress knew quite well about his weaknesses. He was a man still obsessed with "bed exercise". Sooner or later, this weakness would land him in greater troubles.

"Then would you also like to have a pillow talk with me?" Matthew smirked at his wife. "If you talk to me, I promise that I'll pluck all the stars from the night sky if you want them."

A flicker of light appeared in Harper's eyes, as if she was seriously considering his suggestion. "Not bad! Sounds quite exciting," she said as she winked at Matthew.

"Really? You like that? I'm extremely looking forward to it," Matthew replied.

"Unfortunately, I'm pregnant. So, I may not be able to talk with you like the empress does with the emperor. Otherwise, I'll run you sleepless for nights and I'm afraid you wouldn't bear it," Harper bantered. "If sleepless nights aren't a big deal for you, I'm most willing to give it a try," she added.