Chen Liqin threw the stack of crumpled paper to his desk with deep red face. in front of him was the guard from the back gate, Long Shan. Feeling the negative aura coming from The Emperor, he was too afraid to raise his head.
"Liqin! I hea—" Yan Mei who was running into the imperial office instantly halted when she felt the stuffing air inside.
"Mother," Chen Liqin called. His voice was as deep as the sea.
Yan Mei knew how furious his son was now. Witnessing the pale face of Long Shan, Yan Mei sighed. "You can go now."
"Yes, Your Highness!" Full of gratitude, the small stature guard kowtowed several times towards Yan Mei before ran outside as fast as lightning.
Hearing the sound of closing door, Yan Mei finally called tenderly, "Liqin." She approached his son that kept his silent.
