After a moment, the eunuch's sharp voice rang out, "The Emperor has arrived..."
A bright yellow figure appeared in the hall. Jian Qingqing stood up and saluted together with the others. "We pay our respects to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor!"
The Emperor's hearty voice rang out. "All beloved ministers, rise!"
Jian Qingqing stood up straight and then sat cross-legged on the seat, waiting for the Emperor to speak.
The Emperor laughed and said, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I am very happy to be able to gather all my beloved ministers here and have a banquet. My beloved ministers have worked hard for the past half year. I would like to offer a toast to all my beloved ministers!"
As he spoke, the Emperor raised a cup of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
The ministers also raised their glasses and said. "It's not hard on us!"
Jian Qingqing was about to drink, but her wrist was grabbed by Ming Zhiyan.
