Before the words had even faded, he suddenly leaned in close. The familiar scent of cedarwood about him, mingled with his heated breath, completely enveloped Wen Shiqing.
"Ziyu, there has never been any such thing as an insurmountable obstacle. Establishing a household, having children, serving as an official, guarding my reputation—none of these things are difficult for me at all."
"I have never cared about any of that."
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