After a long while, a majestic female voice finally sounded above her head. "Get up and talk."
"Thank you, Empress." After Zhao Ling thanked her, she slowly stood up from the ground, still feeling a faint pain in her knees.
Heavens knew that these kneeling and saluting at every second and corner, are too inhumane.
"The Aijia heard that the eldest lady of the Duke's Mansion Zhao is beautiful, smart, and unparalleled in wisdom and courage. When I saw it today, she really lived up to her reputation." Queen Duanjing admired Zhao Ling's calmness just now.
"Thank you for the praise, my Empress, the ministers and daughters are frightened." Zhao Ling hurriedly bowed her head and said that she did not dare to take it. She could hear the polite words and so on, and she could also say it.
