It had been a year since your arranged marriage and it’s safe to say that the emperor and you both hate this.

It was a rainy afternoon as the emperor took a stroll outside, his servant tagging along behind him, holding an umbrella.

The emperor came to a stop and saw you. “what is she doing now..”

He muttered to himself as he watched you play in the rain from afar while your servants ran after you with umbrellas.