When Gu Moyan turned around, the scene before him could be described as shocking.

A man in a black robe with golden stripes was standing at the very front. The crown of his hair, which had been pulled back, was shining brightly in the sunlight.

He stood there alone, at the very front. The aura that he was emitting was a testament to his dignity as an overlord of a generation. Even though he did not express anything, his gentle smile did not reach his eyes. Gu Moyan was almost unable to react, and her heart slowly calmed down. He knew that what was about to happen had finally arrived.

Behind him, there were many people standing at the entrance. The outside was a little crowded, and the officials and officials were all standing there like the concubines that Gu Moyan had never seen before. They were completely silent, knowing that the more the Emperor smiled, the more harmless and gentle he was.

Gu Moyan stood there in a daze. Even Mo Gu Han had not yet recovered from his shock when he signaled for his servant to take away the infant in his arms.

When the air in his arms became empty, the warm breath from before slowly dissipated in the cold air. Gu Moyan was still in the same position as when he held the infant, and didn't move for a long time. The people standing outside had specks of white sand on their shoulders, but they didn't say a single word. The only sounds in the air were the sounds of breathing and the tiny snowflakes mixed with the sound of the wind blowing down.

"Empress …" A tearful voice came from beside Gu Moyan.

Who? Who is the Empress? Call me?

Gu Moyan hesitated for a moment before casting her gaze onto the ground — the person who had just spoken.

So it's Little Shun. Why is he kneeling on the ground? Gu Moyan thought suspiciously as she stepped forward to help him up.

Gu Moyan had only taken a small step before she was embraced into a warm embrace. A warm hand touched his cheek while the other one lingered at his waist, the gap between the two of them shrinking.

He did not want to let go of this warm embrace. Thus, he decided to let it go first, and let it go after a while. Gu Moyan abandoned the thought and allowed herself to close her eyes.

Seeing him like this, Mo Gu Han's gloomy feelings finally disappeared. The sunlight seemed to have shone into his heart.

He continued to hug Gu Moyan, turned his head towards Little Shun who was still kneeling on the ground, and said in a gloomy tone, "Scram!"

Little Shun had seen this kind of scene before. He was originally just a small villain who was cleaning a small garden. When Gu Moyan brought him to the Clear Stream Restaurant, he was only responsible for cleaning the yard. In an instant, he was stupefied by the scene before him. He thought that the Empress had made a mistake and knelt on the ground in fear, waiting for someone else to pay attention to him.

After Mo Gu Han said those words, Little Shun didn't even dare to shout 'Empress' anymore. He scrambled out of the door and disappeared into the endless snow.

"Look, my dear boy, one of you is lying on the bed like a dead man, and one of you is already dead. Shall I go and kill both of them? " Mo Gu Han laughed lowly as he whispered into Gu Mo Yan's ear. His breath was moist and warm, and felt a little itchy on Gu Mo Yan's neck. He then blew into his ear, making fun of him in an appropriate manner.

It was clearly a warm embrace, but why were those words coming out … Cruelty, ruthlessness.

Gu Moyan also saw Little Shun's departing back from his shoulder. This was human nature, so he didn't blame him.

Outside, the snow was beginning to thaw, as if it were trying to bury the people standing outside.