Unfortunately, it wasn't long before there was another unwelcome guest.
Nan Xian's face was cold. His eyes seemed murderous as he stared at the woman standing at the door.
The woman was dressed in bright yellow, appearing somewhat graceful, noble, and elegant. She walked in unceremoniously, sat in front of Feng Ruqing, and poured herself a tea cup.
Feng Ruqing was stunned.
"This tea should be from the inn. Later I will send someone to bring you some good tea..." The empress smiled faintly. "Maiden Feng, this matter is indeed my fault. Yu'er is innocent."
Feng Ruqing's face darkened. "Which eye of yours saw that I am still a maiden? Call me Lady Nan! Can't you even see that I'm already pregnant?"
Nan Xian pulled Feng Ruqing into his arms and glanced coldly at the empress. His white robe fluttered under the cold moonlight.
His expression expressed slight dissatisfaction.
