Lin weiyue's fingers trembled slightly. She was actually very easily touched.
However, she was still a little scared. She also yearned for this warmth, but she didn't dare to believe it and didn't dare to devote herself to it.
She was still afraid of getting hurt.
After all, ye xueluo was the Emperor, and it was hard to say who the emperor's harem was.
Ye xueluo did not notice Lin weiyue's subtle emotions. After all, she had her head lowered.
However, ye xueluo also knew that Lin weiyue would not trust and rely on him so much right now.
But he would show it with his actions.
In the carriage, ye xueluo had carefully prepared desserts for Lin weiyue. There was food and drinks.
Moreover, they were all Lin weiyue's favorite flavors. The tea was also her favorite flavor.
Lin weiyue sometimes wondered how a man like ye xueluo could be so meticulous.
