They naturally wouldn't dare to take the Emperor for a fool.
So, they tacitly shut their mouths.
He Ying did the same, momentarily unsure how to punish the two.
He knew that these two dared to eavesdrop because they thought they had support.
The hall was eerily quiet.
The side hall was the same.
Qing Wu sat on the soft couch, staring unblinkingly at the person in front of her, while in her mind she contemplated his words: "This humble servant has just lost composure, and has specially come to offer an apology to the Empress."
His current demeanor was hardly apologetic!
The more Qing Wu thought about it, the more anxious she became: What exactly does this man want to do? Why hasn't Qiuzhi returned yet? What information had she gathered?
Chu Jun, unaware of "Sang Yan's" thoughts, stood before her, silently studying her facial features.
That's right.
Indeed, a person lowly and short-lived.
Even their character is superficial and hypocritical.
