Outside the Purple Myrtle Temple.
The little fairy boy was diligently sweeping the ground in the garden.
Emperor Ziwei walked in.
The fairy boy was stunned for a moment, then immediately threw the broom and chased after him.
"Emperor, why did you come in through the door? I clearly heard your voice in the hall just now." The little fairy boy was confused.
Emperor Ziwei replied indifferently, " I went out just now. " With that, he walked into the hall.
His face was stern and carried a sense of dignity.
The little fairy child touched the back of his head suspiciously. " That's true. The Emperor has been conscientious for ten thousand years and has never delayed the government. " He muttered and stopped thinking about it.
Monarch Ziwei entered the study room and scanned his surroundings before closing the door.
As soon as he entered the door, his stiff face immediately collapsed.
She rubbed her face and bent down slightly.
