Xia Weibao, who was struggling, was montarily stunned.
Then her eyes suddenly widened.
She abruptly pushed him away, "What did you say?!"
However, her response was t with his lips covering hers once more.
Her lips were being sucked to the point of numbness.
Xia Weibao couldn’t break free.
"Empress..."
"I miss you so much, Empress..."
It felt like a whisper from the soul, ethereal and unreachable, leaving Xia Weibao with a pang of heartache, tears uncontrollably falling.
Your Majesty, I miss you too...
She closed her eyes, stopped struggling, and let him kiss her.
The people around were numb, curious to see who these two people were acting out such a passionate scene in the cinema.
Calling each other ’Emperor’ and ’Empress,’ were they too engrossed in the movie?
Lu Hualiang’s kiss moved from her lips down to her neck, his warm breath enveloping her neck.
It felt tingly and itchy.
It was maddening.
"I want you..."
Wow—
As soon as he said this, before Xia Weibao could respond, the other audience mbers hastily fled.
"Damn! Are they crazy? It’s a public place!"
"Wow, young people these days are really open..."
"Oh my God, let’s get out of here, these two are insane, don’t want to watch a live show..."
In an instant, the entire packed cinema emptied out, with everyone scattering.
The scene was quite spectacular.
Xia Weibao, "..."
She abruptly pushed him away, she wasn’t that bold yet!
"Wake up, wake up!"
She reached out and patted Lu Hualiang’s face, but he only stared at her intently.
His dark eyes were unfathomable.
His focus gradually coalesced, staring intently at her face.
Xia Weibao’s heart skipped a beat, who was this?
Was it Lu Hualiang, or Emperor Xia Liang?
Even though they were the sa person, whether or not he had regained his mory made a difference.
She certainly hoped he had regained his mory.
As she watched, his brows furrowed deeply, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, seeming as if he was in pain.
"What’s wrong?"
"It’s nothing." Lu Hualiang returned to normal.
He reached out, pulled her over, and embraced her, resting his chin on her right shoulder.
He said nothing, just quietly looked at the screen in front of them.
Xia Weibao’s heart was pounding, wondering what this all ant.
Why did he call her Empress just now?
She had an uncertain thought, her heart suddenly skipping several beats faster, but she dared not think too deeply about it.
What if it wasn’t what she thought, she didn’t want to be disappointed.
After a mont of silence, with her heart in turmoil, Xia Weibao couldn’t hold back any longer.
"What happened to you just now?"
"My head hurt a little, but it’s fine now."
"Oh." Xia Weibao pursed her lips, "Who am I to you?"
"My wife."
Xia Weibao’s expression froze, and her heart slowly sank.
"Oh."
Her previously excited mood instantly deflated.
So, he hadn’t rembered after all.
Lu Hualiang turned his head, seeing from the side how her eyelashes quivered lightly like cicada wings.
He leaned down and kissed her on the side of her face.
You are my... Empress.
Just a mont ago, he suddenly rembered many things and felt like the protagonist in the movie.
He unexpectedly associated himself with Emperor Xia Liang’s mories.
This feeling was both familiar and strange.
He recalled everything, yet it felt a bit elusive.
It was fleeting, as if he was an outsider watching a movie.
Sotis he felt like he was Emperor Xia Liang.
To him, all this was too unbelievable. It was very chaotic now, and he needed ti to sort things out.
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