Ji Hong panicked when he saw Mo Ruyue's pale face. He subconsciously made a gesture to catch her. Seeing this, the palace maids lowered their heads and dared not look at her.
Mo Ruyue only blacked out for a moment and her legs went soft. She regained her senses and quickly stood up from Ji Hong's embrace.
"There's no need to find a doctor. Prepare the Manchu Han Imperial Feast!"
Mo Ruyue felt weak. She thought that she should have said something full of vigor and power, but it sounded like soft words. She felt disgusted when she heard it. She frowned and felt a little embarrassed.
Ji Hong immediately nodded and looked at Mo Ruyue nervously.
"What is the Manchu Han Imperial Feast? Tell me and I'll get someone to prepare it immediately.
"Men, quickly prepare the Manchu Han Imperial Feast!"
However, when the chamberlain beside him heard Ji Hong's words, he was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.
